Francis sat in the back of the stolen Division vehicle with Sarah's head in his lap. She was breathing. That was the only thing that mattered right now.
Diana drove. Chen sat in the passenger seat monitoring Sarah's vitals on a portable device he'd pulled from his bag.
"Her readings are stabilizing," Chen said without turning around. "But she needs rest. Real rest. Not a few hours. Days."
"We don't have days," Francis said. "Emma is in Alaska."
"I know. But if Sarah moves too soon, she could relapse. The cellular damage is extensive."
Sarah opened her eyes. "I heard that." Her voice was weak but steady. "I'm not staying behind."
"You almost died," Francis said.
"I know. I was there." She tried to sit up. Francis held her down. "Francis. Emma is in Alaska. Our daughter is alone with
