Her muscles were tense. She kept her focus on the door, waiting for the attendant to unlock it and let them out. The door buzzed and Josh pushed it open. “Thank you,” she murmured. As she passed by, he caught a whiff of her scent, something light with a hint of citrus. Down, boy. They walked silently out of the lobby and into the parking lot. A light breeze lifted Aimee’s hair and Josh glanced up at the sky. It was starting to cloud over. Aimee stopped at the curb. “Are you okay?” It wasn’t his patient who’d gone apeshit. The full force of her concerned gaze hit him in the gut, but he needed to stay focused on what he’d come to find out. He cleared his throat. “Fine. How about you?” She gave a short, tight smile. “I was looking for a reaction. I certainly got one.” “True that. What the hell did it mean?” He was more convinced now that the girl had the capacity to be violent. “It means that Taylor’s frightened. I think it also means that whatever happened to Stacey and Orrin is linked to whatever made them bring Taylor to me in the first place.”
