Chapter 9
I reconnected with my body as they were wheeling me into Easton Base Hospital’s emergency department. A mask covered half my face and I couldn’t move my arms. I lifted my head and peered at the straps holding me down, and the cannula inserted into my left arm.
A paramedic patted my arm. ‘It’s okay. You’re at the hospital. You’re going to be fine.’
I stared up at her, surprised to recognise her as the same woman who had taken care of me after I’d been kidn*pped by Andrew.
My head bounced as she wheeled the ambulance trolley over a ridge in the floor.
‘I can’t stay here.’ At my muffled protest, she simply patted my arm once more and wheeled me around a corner. A man in hospital scrubs stepped forward and she rattled off my details to him while handing him a chart.
‘Please, I
