Chapter 101
“HELP! HELP! DR. QUINN!” Margot’s scream was raw, her voice cracking under the weight of the trauma she was literally holding in her hands.
Ava, who had been updating a chart at the reception desk, bolted upright. Her face drained of all color, turning a ghostly white when her eyes landed on the heap of blood-soaked fabric and pale skin on the floor. “Sarah?!” she exclaimed in pure horror.
Sarah was a shell of herself, her eyes rolled back, her skin a terrifying shade of blueish gray. Margot was on her knees, her hands buried deep in the crimson mess of Sarah’s midsection, desperately trying to keep the jagged edges of the wound together.
“She’s dying!” Margot cried out, her tears carving tracks through the blood splattered on her cheeks. “Dr. Quinn!”
“Margot, I’m here!” D
