Jo had been pretty much just focusing on work-both saloon work and Hunter work. Thankfully, the Roadhouse pretty much ran itself. When it came to the other work, though, she had been busy. Her room upstairs was littered with maps and newspapers as she searched for some way to find Lucifer. She had also tried doing a little bit of research on just how people were coming back from the dead, but books weren't really her strong point. She needed to talk to Bobby about that soon. And she was refusing to think about her death.
When the knock came, she glanced to the door with a frown. Hopefully everything was going okay out in the bar, but that didn't mean she wasn't needed.
"Come in," she called out, sipping from a bottle of water as she saved the invoice she'd been working on on the computer.