Sofia is in surgery when we arrive at the hospital two hours later. The woman who helped me at the scene is Helen. She's waiting as promised.
"Sofia's in good hands. They're removing the bullet and have a plastic surgeon available for the damage to her face. Broken jaw and eye socket showed in the x-rays. This guy's good and he'll have her as pretty as she was before."
I'm barely following what she says. "You think she'll make it?"
She gives me a soft smile. "You said she's a fighter. If she is, she'll pull through."
"Did she wake up?"
"No. They don't think she has head trauma, but they won't count it out until they're sure. The doctor will come out and talk to you when surgery's over. Does she have other family?"
"No, just the club. We're her family."
"Tell the medical staff you're
