Emily sighed. This wasn’t going to be as simple as she’d thought. Maybe she wouldn’t be producing a miracle. Maybe she was projecting too much of herself into this case. ‘What should I do, Mike?’
‘Talk to her. Carefully.’
‘She might prefer to talk to you. She trusts you.’
‘I’ll come and say hello,’ Mike suggested. ‘And see where she’s at. The number-one priority right now is to take care of Megan.’ Mike eyed the bedpan. ‘Does she need that?’
Emily nodded and started moving again. ‘You’re right, of course. Talking about Lucky can wait. If she’s septic from postnatal complications, we need to get on top of things fast.’
Emily drew back the curtain screening the resuscitation area, though it had been an unnecessary precaution in the empty department tonight.
They both stared at Megan’s bed. And at the end of the IV tubing that was dribbling a dopamine infusion onto the floor, drop by drop.
Emily turned to Mike in horror but he spoke first.
‘Where the hell has she gone?’
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