Thad dug it out of his back pocket and gave it to her. Flicking it on, she checked Inacio's eyes then sat back on her heels.
“Well?” Manny said.
Claire's face darkened. “His left pupil's dilated, and his reflexes are sluggish. Add being unconscious for over an hour along with the bruising around the eye, and it's safe to say he has a concussion.”
“It's a grade three,” Thad added, checking Inacio's pupils as well.
“So, what now?” Paulo said.
Claire sighed. “We wait and see.”
“What do you mean, we wait and see?” Paulo hissed. “This is your fault. If he dies –”
“Shut up, Paulo,” Owen barked. “Ya got a problem; from now on ya take it up with me!”
“Stop it!” Claire shouted. She wheeled around and pinned an icy glare on Paulo. “I don't recall asking either of you to go traipsing around t
