The acid in Beckett's stomach was churning, rising up his esophagus and making him feel like he was going to be sick. Emma was dead. She'd died before they'd even gotten her into the ambulance and the fact that they hadn't turned the lights or sirens on had really hit home as Beckett followed the vehicle to the hospital. Wyatt's ambulance had arrived at the hospital much faster than Emma's because he still had a chance.
When he found Micah in the waiting room, he could hardly look him in the eye. "How is he doing?" He wanted to talk about Wyatt first.
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