stare through the windshield toward the hospital doors.
Hank found an old towel behind the sleeper and rubbed the dog down as best he could. The animal endured it for a minute, then nudged Hank’s hand aside and kept watching the entrance.
“You got a name?” Hank asked.
The dog’s ear twitched.
“No collar. Of course not.” Hank leaned back against the driver’s continue reading …
