Katelina dropped on the bed, still wrapped in a towel. Lost in thought, she jumped when the door opened. It was Jorick, covered in grime. He nodded to her and disappeared for a shower. When he emerged he smelled of soap.

Katelina picked at the bedspread as he sat next to her. "You don't think Sarah's bad, do you?"

"I don't know," he said slowly. "She was unconscious when they left."

"That's what I keep telling myself. Kali forced her to step in front of her, and ...