I gently pushed Fiona down onto the wooden chair. The medical team rushed to treat her wounds. Fiona remained silent as they removed the bullet and stitched the wound. She didn't blink or even hiss in pain as the needle pierced her skin. Her gaze was blank. Tears continued to stream down her cheeks.

"We'll take Mrs. Lea's body to the morgue for an autopsy. The medical team will take care of Mr. Scott. I hope he survives. He was shot three times in the stomach."

"Thank you, officer. Do you need ...