CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

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Luisa’s world is black. 

But she can hear. 

“Jesus Christ, I told you I saw something by the road! Quick Cindy! Call an ambulance! Now!”

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“Sweetheart, if you can hear me my name is Tom. Don’t panic, you’re on your way to hospital darling.  You are going to be OK.  OK…. OK fuck. Oh fucking hell come on.  Chris if you can push the gas mate this little one isn’t looking good!”

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“Yes I got her SIT report.  We have just about got her stable.  Tom. What happened to her?”

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“Pat this is Catherine’s little girl.  She was asking me about stab wounds like a week ago. Bloody hell, I have a terrible feeling, I, I think she did this to herself. I.. I think this could be self inflicted.”

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