Something Bad

She was still humming with pleasure  and the nearly foreign experience of sun on skin.  As they had expected the first sunny Sabbath of the spring had summoned everyone and their dog to the beach. Even the lazy beaches that were never crowded were covered in slow moving, pale humans soaking up the sun through as much skin as they dared to expose to the nippy wind. Despite the crowds it had been a wonderful day. 
She placed her hand on the front door of her office and store in. Her shift manager spun on her with frantic relief in his eyes.
"Boss! I am so glad you are back!"
She stiffened and felt her bones began to suck up the light energy she had spent all afternoon building. Her eyes roamed the front office. The brand new courier bicycle lay partially disassembled and then abandoned in one corner. The business owner was reclining in his office chair, clutching his shoulder and very obviously not making eye contact. The young runner who had accompanied her to the beach  took all this in and decided that he was needed anywhere else. 
"I was only gone for three..." she drew in a sharp breath and shook her head. "You. We are going to the hospital." She declared pointing at the owner.. "You get that bike fixed and find the runner."
The owner glanced at her sheepishly and eased out of the chair. 
"Good news," he offered weekly. "All the safeties work on the new bikes!" 
She shot him a murderous glance and stalked out to start the car. She was not paid enough for this. That vitamin D she had metabolised had better be enough to see her through the rest of the week.