"Lorraine," he called again, dropping to his knees beside her. He touched her cheek, then her forehead, and flinched at the heat.

"Damn," he muttered under his breath. Her temperature was alarmingly high.

He knew right away she must have fainted because of the fever. Without wasting time, he slipped his phone into his pocket, slid one arm under her knees and the other around her shoulders, and lifted her carefully into his arms.

"Hang on." he murmured, glancing down at her pale ...