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I turn so quickly, I nearly knock into the fireman. “Did you find him?”

“Him? Did you find Imogen? There’s a smashed bottle of…” He stops at the sight of Imogen. “What the fuck? Imogen? Are you okay?”

The fireman holds him back. “Let them do their job.”

“Get the fuck off me. She’s our cousin.”

I rush over and grab him before the police arrest him. “Brother, she’s being taken care of. She hasn’t woken up yet.”

“What happened? I thought you said search and rescue were here,” he accuses.

“They are. She went down the embankment. I told you that,” I remark.

“The signal is shit up there. I only got parts of what you said,” he answers, his gaze still on Imogen. “Is she okay?”

“She’s stable but they are worried she might have swelling on the brain.”

He nods, then his gaze moves over to where Hayden and Hope are huddled. He pulls out his phone and snaps a picture.

“Dude, really?” Mark growls.

“I’m not apologising,” Liam retorts. “This is gold.”

“She’s injured,” the fireman remarks, his lip curling.

“I’m sorry, did I invite you into this conversation?” Liam starts. He turns to me, jabbing his thumb towards the fireman, arching his eyebrow. “Can you believe him?”

“He’s standing right there,” Mark whispers.

Not wanting the drama, I explain to the pissed off fireman. “He’s getting a picture of our sister. She’s the one who looks really uncomfortable trying to comfort our other cousin in the green coat.”

He glances over, and realisation hits him. Hayden has her arm around Hope’s shoulders, but she’s acting like she’s petting a lion as she awkwardly taps her shoulder. If my head wasn’t focused on the sight of our pale cousin lying on a stretcher, I would have taken the picture.

“What are you doing to find our friend?” Mark asks.

“We still have—” the fireman’s radio interrupts him, and he stops to listen.

“We need assistance.”

My eyes widen. “Is it them?”

He holds his finger up to give him a minute. “Status?”

The person on the radio begins rattling off equipment, and I share a look with Liam that says, ‘oh shit.’

The firemen points at us. “You three stay here.”

Hayden comes rushing over. “Did you hear the radio?”

“Yeah.”

She glances around at the sea of faces. “Do you think they’re dead, and that’s why they need equipment?”

“We know as much as you do,” Liam answers.

“We’re going to the hospital,” she declares. “Hope is going to go with Imogen in the ambulance. The others are going to follow us up. They aren’t being allowed through otherwise they’d already be here.”

“What about Evan? Does he know?”

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