“That’ll be the medics,” Officer Vance said, heading for the door.

“Mrs.

Quill, wait here a moment.”

“I’m coming with you,” I said.

I followed him out into the cold rain before Jaclyn could reply.

Down by the cars, a tall woman in dark navy work pants was already stepping out of the ambulance’s passenger side with a heavy red canvas trauma bag.

“Officer Vance?” she called, her voice calm and even over the idling engine.

“Dr.