Rowan had listened to the ringer a bit before Misty picked up. "Crenshaw." "Hello, Officer. It's Rowan from the Luke Harris case. No, I didn't think of anything. I'm at the hospital...Um, Angels...No, you don't have to..." But she'd hung up on him.<i>Um...okay...?</i>Why was she concerned? How strange.<br/><br/>He was laying there a while before he heard a small knock and saw Misty come in with Starbucks drinks. He heard her questions and shook his head. "No, nothing like that. Just an accident at work. A new kid slipped and hit me in the head with a pipe." He shrugged. "I'm fine. Just a cut and concussion."<br/><br/>He tilted his head at the Starbucks. "You didn't have to bring me anything. It's nothing serious. I'm sure I'll be out soon." He looked up and met her eyes, seeing the dark circles underneath. He'd seen those circles when she showed up at Jake's, but not as defined. "Are you okay?"