Page 85 of Faith

“She needs rest,” Jensen insisted.

“I need to tell him what happened, Jensen. It’s better if I do it now while it’s fresh in my memory, right?” she asked the cop.

He nodded and handed her his card. “My name is Officer Tanaka. Can you tell me what happened?”

She nodded. “I came up to the intersection and the light turned yellow. When I hit my brakes, nothing happened.”

“What do you mean?” Tanaka asked.

“The brakes. They didn’t work. My car just kept moving ahead.”

“When was the last time you had the brakes checked?”

“I don’t know. It’s a rental.”

“What company?” he asked. Jensen rattled off the company’s name.

“I need your contact info because we will probably need to talk again,” he said.

“Where’s my purse. I have cards in there.”

Jensen spotted it behind her in the ambulance. He grabbed it.

“Where?”

“I have a card holder in there. I can get it.”

“You will sit there and let me find it.”

She didn’t look happy about it, but she did as he ordered. He found them easily and handed them to Tanaka. “We are going to be here for another week, but she can be reached at that number. If we need to stay longer, just let us know.”

“Of course, sir. I hope you’re feeling better, Ms. McCann.”

“Mahalo,” she said. He smiled and made his way back to the other officers.

“You said the brakes went out?”

She nodded, then winced.

“What?”

“My head and neck hurt. I didn’t hit anything, but I am still a little out of it.”

“Let’s go home.”

“Yes. I could do with a long soak in the tub.”

She slipped off the jacket and handed it to the EMT. “Mahalo.”

He led her up the sandy hill, trying his best not give into the urge to lift her into his arms and carry her. Nicola would not appreciate that. He helped her into the car.

“Give me a second. I want to give them my card too,” he said. She really was out of it because she only nodded, then closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat. He was just glad that he had kept the convertible from the rental company for another day, so he hadn’t had to show up in the limo.

“Tanaka,” he said. The officer turned.

“Did you need something?”

“Yes. Here is my card. I’m going to make sure she rests and that means stealing her phone and hiding it. If you need anything, call me. Tomorrow she will be back in fighting form, but today she needs to rest.”