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He guided her right hand then her left.
“Keep pressure there, as much as you can give me, okay?” His voice was firm and his orders simple enough she could follow.
Robin nodded. It was simple enough, though her head was tingling. She swallowed again.
“He’s still breathing. Damn it, I need some help over here!”
That was Harper.
Robin’s gaze slid back toward him.
He had FBI emblazoned on his chest in yellow. Why? What was going on?
“Coming through! Make way,” another voice called out.
“She’s priority,” the bandana-wearing FBI man shouted. “Get her first. White female, twenties, one chest wound, one to the stomach.”
Two?
Robin glanced down. It was hard to tell with the blood covering both of them.
“You’re doing great, Robin. Real great,” he said.
“H-how do you know my name?”
In the back of her head, she screamed at herself. Was that really important right now?
“Wright. He wouldn’t shut up about you.” He winced. “Harper. I mean, Harper.”
A new team of people dashed around the corner with a gurney rattling along with them. They descended like angels in Robin’s mind. In short order they put an oxygen mask over her face and lifted her from Robin’s lap onto the gurney, and then Jessica was gone.
Robin’s hands began to shake and her stomach clenched. With Jessica removed, the rest of what happened became more real now.
The bandana FBI agent crouched at her side. “Are you okay? I’m Tucker.”
She shook her head. How could she be okay in all of this?
Her gaze slid to where another team of paramedics were bent over Uncle Daar.
Half his face was gone. And he was still breathing? How?
What did they think they could do? Was he really still alive?
“Who is Wright?” she asked. Why? What did it matter?
Tucker winced then glanced away from her. “Harper. Harper is Wright. Harper Wright.”
“That’s… No…”
Robin frowned.
His name was Harper Gonzalez.
Except…
She’d understood very little of the exchange between Uncle Daar and Harper, but some of it hadn’t needed words.
“Robin?”
