Aria's POV
I still cannot explain how quickly the paramedics came, how they materialized like they'd been waiting around the corner for our lives to implode. The sirens had cut through the stunned silence of the foyer, sharp and urgent and damning. She was rushed to the hospital in a blur of motion and shouted medical terminology, loaded onto a stretcher with practiced efficiency while we all stood there covered in guilt and shock.
I didn't even know her name. That thought kept circling in my mind, over and over like a broken record. I didn't know her name, and now she might die, and I didn't even know who she was beyond "interview candidate number one."
We drove alongside the ambulance, our SUV following the flashing lights through traffic that parted for the emergency vehicle. It was
