“I don’t know that.”

“Did she black out?”

“She was gasping when she called.

That’s all I’ve got.”

Sarah nodded once and turned away.

The stretcher wheels clicked across the pavement and through the double doors, and Richard was left standing alone in the road with the engine ticking behind him.

The triage bay smelled of antiseptic and stale coffee.

Sarah had Emily in a bed by the far wall, a thin curtain drawn halfway around them.