Gavin points over to a tray and orders Tyson to grab something for him. After Tyson hands it off, I watch Gavin start an IV in her arm. “I-I don’t know …”
“Take a breath.” Tyson grabs my shoulders and pulls me back from the table. Placing his face in front of mine. “You brought her to get help. Now let her get the help, okay?”
I nod, stepping away from him, and his hands fall from my shoulders. I clench my fists while I watch Gavin open her eyes, flashing a light in them. He pulls the blanket down, exposing the top part of her body to the room. I haven’t had a chance to look at her. She had her knees to her chest when we found her and then she was wrapped in a blanket on the way here. But she’s got a bruise across her chest. “What is that from?” I ask, wondering out loud.
“Seat belt,” t
