She looked frazzled. Her eyes were wide and she was paler than he was used to. Her gorgeous bronze skin had lost its luminance and seemed grey.

“My sister,” she said. “My sister was brought in. I don’t know where—”

He took her hand and guided her over to the desk where a harried-looking nurse stood clicking on a computer.

“Excuse me,” he said, flashing a smile. “We’re trying to find a patient that was just brought in.”

“Name?”

“Kirra ...