After that time seemed to blur.

Paramedics worked around Daniel, shouting medical terms Emma didn't understand them all. Blood pressure dropping. GSW to the upper back. Possible pneumothorax. What the hell was that? Whatever it was it didn't sound good.

They cut Daniel's shirt off right there on the sidewalk, and Emma saw the wound. Small entry point between his shoulder blades, but the blood wouldn't stop coming. She never noticed the people around her, just what was happening to Daniel. A ...