Page 10 of Bad Situation

Grant, who was best able to take care of himself, usually got the jobs furthest away. Sally and her partner, as well as Julie and her partner, would get the jobs closest to each other. That way, if something went wrong, it would be easier to step in and assist. The other two teams got jobs that were a little way out but not as far as Grant’s. She had to think of safety, and the females were the ones that usually got attacked. Since they were at higher risk, they stayed closer to the office. The ladies also knew they should call her if anything was suspicious or if there were any problems of any kind. That was protocol.

She was caught up on her work and waiting for calls. Since she had some time, she went back to the storage area and looked to see if they were low on anything. There were two items that were questionable, so she went ahead and put in an order for them. Running out of items during jobs would be a bad thing, especially when they were trying so hard to catch up. Soon, they would have a larger storage area and extra space for everything. Jenna liked that idea.

Jenna had gotten caught up with supplies and hadn't realized that it was time for some of the teams to start coming in. As usual, Grant was the first one. Julie and Ryder were second, and after that, everyone came in within an hour of each other. Some of them were disappointed when she told them that they wouldhave a new partner. Ryder and Julie seemed the most upset, and she wondered if something was going on there.

Once she had taken the office manager job, she realized that she did not appreciate Rita and, later, Olivia as much as she should have. It wasn't that there weren't easy days. It was that you could never tell when a day was going to be easy or when issues would just erupt out of nowhere. You are also in the office alone, a target for any bad guys that could find the office. She'd not even really thought of that until the first time she'd been attacked. Yes, she'd come out all right, but it wouldn't have been hard for the whole situation to get out of control.

Now, all she did was worry about what might happen. Every time she saw anyone go down the road, she worried that they would be the ones who would come back and get her. Death wasn't even the largest concern because these guys like to play with their victims, especially the females. Jenna knew the reason for that was that females wouldn't voluntarily touch any of them. They were an ugly, crude group who couldn't get a date without paying for it or forcing someone to do it.

She looked at the clock and saw that it was getting close to the time for Grant to get here. The more distance there was between them, the easier he was to get along with. When he came in, he would often toss some money on the counter and then go fill his own bowl or plate, depending on what was available. No one else was that helpful, and they all expected to be waited on. That was all right because that also meant they had to wait until she got off work before she could serve them. It wasn't that difficult because she would just do one after the other until she was done and then get her own food at the end.

Selling food to the people who lived here helped because she didn't get the paid food that the rest of them did. The evening meal paid for anything she might want to eat, and often, she had a little leftover that she shuttled into her savings account. There,Grant was coming up the sidewalk, but he was teetering a little bit. She didn't think a werewolf could get drunk. What was the matter with him? Jenna ran to the door and opened it as he fell into the room. He'd been injured, and now she had to figure out what to do with him and how to heal him.

The first thing she did was put her hands on him and will him to get better. Surprisingly, it seemed to help. Now she called Rita because someone needed to know that he had been attacked and that he was still injured.

“What's up?” Rita asked.

“Grant just got here, and he's been injured. I'm not sure how serious it is, but he's completely out. I'm calling Moe next. I just wanted to warn you in case anything was going on where you're at.”

Jenna didn't wait to say goodbye. She hung up and immediately dialed Moe. “Are you missing me?” Moe asked.

“That better be a woman," Tyne said in the background.

Moe giggled. “It's Jenna. What's up, girl?”

“Grant was attacked. As soon as he made it to the office, he dropped. I'm not sure how bad it is, but he's unconscious.”

“Harry will be on the way in a minute.”

“Did you say my name?” Harry asked.

“I need you to go to Jenna. Grant has been hurt," Moe said.

A second later, Harry stood there. She kneeled and put her hand on Grant.

“Someone has already started healing him," Harry accused.

“All I did was touch him. He seemed to get better, but I don't know why. He still needs help," Jenna admitted.

“Maybe one of your witch powers is healing. Let me float him over to the couch, and we can look at him and get him something to drink and maybe some food. Something sure smells good," Harry observed.

“I have some for you too. You know I always do.”

Harry dumped Grant on the couch and then she hurried over to the crock pot to get a bowl of chili. Jenna had also made some cornbread that she got out and sliced up to give Harry a little bit.

“Damn, girl. This stuff is good," Harry said as she ate. “Any dessert?”

“Once you are done with that, I have some berry muffins.”

“Boy, that sounds good. I'm done now.”

Jenna hurried to get some of the muffins out and handed Harry two of them. Since they were big muffins, she thought that would be enough. She was still worried about Grant, but she thought he was just resting and trying to regain his strength. At this point, there was nothing to be done about him until he woke. Sally and Mike were the first to come in. Mike seemed happy enough. Maybe Sally was better than Dan had implied. The other slowly came in one at a time and gave Harry a curious look. They noticed Grant on the couch and became concerned.

“What happened to Grant?” Sally asked.

“I don't know. He collapsed when he got here. We're letting him rest and hoping he'll recover.” Jenna explained.

The others began to ask for food, and it was obvious they intended to hang around until Grant woke. Harry didn't seem so happy about that, but what could she do? It seemed that there was plenty that she could do because a moment later, she and Harry were in Grant’s room alone with him.

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