Thomas backed out into the rain, his face completely drained of color as he watched the emergency crew work.

My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird while I gripped Lucas’s small shoulders.

“Did you find something in there?” I yelled out toward the canopy.

A paramedic emerged into the drizzle, pushing his medical visor up with trembling gloved hands.

“Mr.

Cooper, we have detected physiological activity that requires immediate hospital resuscitation,” the paramedic said with raw shock in his voice.

“What are you saying about my wife?” I cried out, stepping forward through the mud.