Tenney said as the ambulance pulled out of the parking garage at Camelot.
Jacob had seen plenty of hit and runs; they were always a mess. The ambulance flew down West Hacienda Ave toward Spring Valley Hospital. The girl was in bad shape but clinging to life. He made the call to the hospital.
"We are in route with an approximately 18-year-old female found unresponsive in a parking garage. Mechanism of injury would indicate that the patient was struck by a vehicle at a high rate of speed. Patient remains unresponsive with a Glasgow coma scale of 3. Patient’s right pupil is fixed and dilated. She has a large hematoma on the left side of her head. She has abrasions to the back and chest. Abdomen is soft non tender. Pelvis is unstable, she has bilateral femur fractures with a compound fracture of the lower left leg. Patient’s vitals are as follows. Pulse of 135, BP 162/101, Respirations of 6. She is being bagged at 12 breaths per minute. ETA 10 minutes."
They needed to get to SVH twenty minutes ago. The vehicle screeched to a halt. Jacob's partner, Sam, came round the back at a sprint, flung the doors open, and Sarah's gurney was being rushed into the ER.
SVH was prepped and ready for their arrival. The hospital staff took the gurney from the two EMTs and wheeled Sarah Carter away at a good clip.
"Thank you gentlemen. We'll take good care of her," a nurse said as the ER crew disappeared behind large swinging doors. She had to run to catch up.
Jacob watched the doors swish back and forth.
He said to Sam, "Kid looks like a fighter. I give her forty-sixty if she wakes up."
Chapter 10
Daphne Carter sat in the waiting room at Spring Valley Hospital with Tim at her side. Forcing her mind to things other than Sarah, it occurred to Daphne that her husband looked like he came from money. He sat with his chin raised, appearance impeccable, and had an air of quiet condescension. But he hadn't come from money. Tim's mother had been a full-time teacher and part-time waitress; his father, a steel worker -- they lived in Carson City. Tim Carter had put himself through Columbia Law with the help of copious student loans and a natural intelligence that dwarfed that of his fellow students. After graduating, with a focus in Forensic Law, he found a job with the Clark County DA using his skills to aid the prosecutors in murder trials. He could have found a better job if he'd stayed on the East Coast. The fact was he missed his parents and wanted to be closer to them. Plus, his uncle had a law practice in Reno that would serve as a good fallback option.
People around the DA's Office noticed Tim's tendency to get into debates with colleagues and win. After much prompting these same colleagues convinced him to become a litigator. He rose quickly through the ranks and built a sparkling reputation with the people who mattered. He had been pondering a run at District Attorney when he met Daphne.
"She'll be okay," Daphne repeated to herself. "She's a tough girl."
Tim put a hand on his wife's back. It was the first time he'd touched her in who knew how long.
"She'll be fine, Daph. Don't worry."
"I know."
Daphne stared at the floor, using it as a crystal ball to see all the possible outcomes for the girl she used to call "Sarah Bear".
"Daphne," Tim said, nudging her.
"What?" She didn't lift her gaze from the tile.
"Daphne," he said again.
Daphne looked up and saw a doctor heading in their direction. Tim sat up straight and Daphne got to her feet.
"Mr. and Mrs. Carter?" the woman asked.
"Yes," Daphne said.
"I am Dr. Winslow. Sarah's vitals are stable but we had to intubate. She is on a respirator and is unconscious. She has severe head trauma and there is a lot of swelling. We'll know more when the swelling goes down. There was extensive damage to her pelvis and legs. She will require surgery but we need to deal with brain first. "
"Can we see her?" Tim asked.
"Of course." Dr. Winslow led them to the ICU.
Standing by the door she
Jacob had seen plenty of hit and runs; they were always a mess. The ambulance flew down West Hacienda Ave toward Spring Valley Hospital. The girl was in bad shape but clinging to life. He made the call to the hospital.
"We are in route with an approximately 18-year-old female found unresponsive in a parking garage. Mechanism of injury would indicate that the patient was struck by a vehicle at a high rate of speed. Patient remains unresponsive with a Glasgow coma scale of 3. Patient’s right pupil is fixed and dilated. She has a large hematoma on the left side of her head. She has abrasions to the back and chest. Abdomen is soft non tender. Pelvis is unstable, she has bilateral femur fractures with a compound fracture of the lower left leg. Patient’s vitals are as follows. Pulse of 135, BP 162/101, Respirations of 6. She is being bagged at 12 breaths per minute. ETA 10 minutes."
They needed to get to SVH twenty minutes ago. The vehicle screeched to a halt. Jacob's partner, Sam, came round the back at a sprint, flung the doors open, and Sarah's gurney was being rushed into the ER.
SVH was prepped and ready for their arrival. The hospital staff took the gurney from the two EMTs and wheeled Sarah Carter away at a good clip.
"Thank you gentlemen. We'll take good care of her," a nurse said as the ER crew disappeared behind large swinging doors. She had to run to catch up.
Jacob watched the doors swish back and forth.
He said to Sam, "Kid looks like a fighter. I give her forty-sixty if she wakes up."
Chapter 10
Daphne Carter sat in the waiting room at Spring Valley Hospital with Tim at her side. Forcing her mind to things other than Sarah, it occurred to Daphne that her husband looked like he came from money. He sat with his chin raised, appearance impeccable, and had an air of quiet condescension. But he hadn't come from money. Tim's mother had been a full-time teacher and part-time waitress; his father, a steel worker -- they lived in Carson City. Tim Carter had put himself through Columbia Law with the help of copious student loans and a natural intelligence that dwarfed that of his fellow students. After graduating, with a focus in Forensic Law, he found a job with the Clark County DA using his skills to aid the prosecutors in murder trials. He could have found a better job if he'd stayed on the East Coast. The fact was he missed his parents and wanted to be closer to them. Plus, his uncle had a law practice in Reno that would serve as a good fallback option.
People around the DA's Office noticed Tim's tendency to get into debates with colleagues and win. After much prompting these same colleagues convinced him to become a litigator. He rose quickly through the ranks and built a sparkling reputation with the people who mattered. He had been pondering a run at District Attorney when he met Daphne.
"She'll be okay," Daphne repeated to herself. "She's a tough girl."
Tim put a hand on his wife's back. It was the first time he'd touched her in who knew how long.
"She'll be fine, Daph. Don't worry."
"I know."
Daphne stared at the floor, using it as a crystal ball to see all the possible outcomes for the girl she used to call "Sarah Bear".
"Daphne," Tim said, nudging her.
"What?" She didn't lift her gaze from the tile.
"Daphne," he said again.
Daphne looked up and saw a doctor heading in their direction. Tim sat up straight and Daphne got to her feet.
"Mr. and Mrs. Carter?" the woman asked.
"Yes," Daphne said.
"I am Dr. Winslow. Sarah's vitals are stable but we had to intubate. She is on a respirator and is unconscious. She has severe head trauma and there is a lot of swelling. We'll know more when the swelling goes down. There was extensive damage to her pelvis and legs. She will require surgery but we need to deal with brain first. "
"Can we see her?" Tim asked.
"Of course." Dr. Winslow led them to the ICU.
Standing by the door she
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