He answered on the third try, and through the speaker I could hear wind and the loud laughter of men.
“Shane, you’ve got a bite — reel it in!” somebody shouted behind him.
The nurse’s face tightened.
“Mr.
Ashcroft?
Your wife has a serious head injury.
She’s being admitted.
We need you here.”
There was a pause.
When Shane finally spoke, his voice held irritation but not a trace of fear.