Disaster Status (Mercy Hospital Series #2)

Disaster Status (Mercy Hospital Series #2)

by Candace Calvert


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ISBN-13: 9781414325446
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers
Publication date: 03/18/2010
Series: Mercy Hospital Series , #2
Pages: 352
Product dimensions: 5.50(w) x 8.10(h) x 1.00(d)

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Disaster Status



Copyright © 2010 Candace Calvert
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ISBN: 978-1-4143-2544-6

Chapter One

Fire captain Scott McKenna bolted through the doors of Pacific Mercy ER, his boots thudding and heart pounding as the unconscious child began to stiffen and jerk in his arms. He cradled her close as her small spine arched and her head thumped over and over against his chest. "Need help here. Seizure!"

"This way." A staff person beckoned. "The code room. Someone page respiratory therapy stat!"

Scott jogged behind a trio of staff in green scrubs to a glassed-in room, laid the child on a gurney, and stepped back, his breath escaping in a rush of relief. He swiped a trickle of sweat from his forehead and tried to catch a glimpse of the girl's face. He'd swept her up too fast to get a good look at her. Now, with merciful distance, Scott's heart tugged. Six or seven years old with long black braids, frilly clusters of hair ribbons, little hoop earrings, she looked disturbingly pale despite her olive skin. Her dark eyes rolled upward, unfocused, as the ER team closed in to suction her airway, start oxygen, and cut away her flowered top and pants.

The alarms of the cardiac monitor beeped as a technician attached gelled electrodes to her tiny chest. Thankfully, the seizure ended, although saliva-foamy as a salted garden snail-still bubbled from her partedlips.

Scott inhaled slowly, the air a sour mix of illness, germicidal soap, and anxious perspiration. He thought of his nephew, Cody, lying in a pediatrics bed two floors above.

The ER physician, a vaguely familiar woman, gestured to a nurse. "Get an IV and pull me some labs. I'll need a quick glucose check and a rectal temp. Let's keep lorazepam handy in case she starts up again. What's her [O.sub.2] saturation?"

"It's 98 percent on the non-rebreather mask, Dr. Stathos."

Leigh Stathos. Golden Gate Mercy Hospital. Scott nodded, recognizing her-and the irony. She left San Francisco. I've applied for a job there ... and everywhere else.

"Good. Now let's see if I can get a medic report." Dr. Stathos whirled to face Scott, her expression indicating she was trying to place him as well. Her gaze flickered to his badge. "Oh yes. McKenna. Didn't recognize you for a second there. So what's the history? And where's the rest of your crew? Are they sending you guys out solo now?"

"No. But no crew. And no report. I was here as a visitor, until some guy waved me down in the parking lot. I took one look at this girl and decided to scoop and run." Scott nodded toward a woman crying near the doorway. "That could be family. They were in the truck with her."

"Seizure history?"

"Don't know. My Spanish isn't the best. I think they said 'sick' and 'vomiting,' but-"

One of the nurses called out for the doctor. "She's starting to twitch again. IV's in, and the blood glucose is good at 84. No fever. How much lorazepam are you going to want? She weighs about 20 kilos."

Dr. Stathos moved back to the gurney. "We'll start with one milligram slowly. But let me get a look at her first, listen to her lungs, and check her eyes." She looked up as a blonde nurse appeared in the doorway. "Yes, Sandy?"

"Sorry, Doctor. I couldn't get much, but her name's Ana Galvez. Six years old. No meds, no allergies, and no prior seizure history. I think. There's a language barrier, and I don't have an official interpreter yet. But thought you should know I've got a dozen more people signing in for triage, all with gastric complaints and headaches. The parking lot's full of farm trucks, and-" She stopped as the child began a second full-blown seizure.

Two respiratory therapists rushed through the doorway.

Scott tensed. A dozen more patients? Then his Spanish was good enough to have understood one last thing the terrified family had said before he took off running with their child: "Hay muchos más enfermos"-There are many more sick people.

He glanced back at the child convulsing on the gurney. What was going on?

* * *

Muscle it. Punch through it. Control it. Be bigger than the bag.

Erin Quinn's fist connected in one last spectacular, round-winning right hook, slamming the vinyl speed bag against the adjacent wall. And causing a tsunami in her grandmother's goldfish tank. Water sluiced over the side.

"Whoa! Hang on, buddy. I've got you." She dropped to her knees, steadying the tank with her red leather gloves. Everything she'd done in the last six months was focused on keeping Iris Quinn safe, secure, and happy, and now she'd nearly KO'd the woman's only pet.

Erin watched the bug-eyed goldfish's attempts to ride out the wave action. She knew exactly how he felt. Her own situation was equally unsettling: thirty-one and living with her grandmother and a geriatric goldfish named Elmer Fudd in a five-hundred-square-foot beach house. With two mortgages and a stubborn case of shower mold. She caught a whiff of her latest futile bout with bleach and grimaced.

But moving back to Pacific Point was the best option for her widowed grandmother, emotionally as well as financially. Erin was convinced of that, even if her grandmother was still skeptical ... and the rest of the family dead set against it. Regardless, Erin was determined to put the feisty spark back in Nana's eyes, and she had found the change surprisingly good for herself as well. After last year's frustrating heartaches, being back in a house filled with warm memories felt a lot like coming home. She needed that more than she'd known.

Erin tugged at a long strand of her coppery hair and smiled. The fact that her grandmother was down at the chamber of commerce to inquire about volunteer work was proof they were finally on the right track. Meanwhile, she had the entire day off from the hospital. March sunshine; capris instead of nursing scrubs; time to catch up with her online course work, jog on the beach, and dawdle at the fish market with her grandmother.

She turned at the sound of her cell phone's Rocky theme ring tone, then struggled, teeth against laces, to remove a glove in time to answer.

She grabbed the phone and immediately wished she hadn't. The caller display read Pacific Mercy ER. "Yes?"

"Ah, great. We caught you."

"Not really," Erin said, recognizing the relief charge nurse's voice and glancing hopefully toward the door. "In fact, I was just heading out."

"Dr. Stathos said she's sorry, but she needs you here. Stat. We've got kind of a mess."

Mess? Erin's breath escaped like a punctured balloon. In the ER, a mess could mean anything. All of it bad. She'd heard the TV news reports of a single-engine plane crash early this morning, but the pilot had been pronounced dead on the scene, and there were no other victims. The hospital shouldn't be affected. Then ... "What's going on?"

"Eighteen sick farm workers," the nurse explained, raising her voice over a cacophony of background noise. "Maybe a few more now; they keep coming in. We're running out of gurneys, even in the hallway."

"Sick with what?" Erin asked. The sheer number of patients qualified as a multicasualty disaster, but only if it were a motor vehicle accident, an explosion, or a similar tragedy.

"Dr. Stathos isn't sure. But she's thinking maybe food poisoning. They're all from the same ranch. Everyone's vomiting, and-"

"It's a real mess," Erin finished, sighing. "I got that part. But how come the ambulances are bringing them all to us? Dispatch should be sending some to Monterey."

"They're not in ambulances. They're arriving in work vehicles. A couple of guys were even sprawled out on a flatbed truck. They're lucky no one rolled onto the highway. The police are at the ranch investigating, but meanwhile we're overwhelmed. And of course the media got wind of it, so now we have reporters showing up. You know how aggressive they get. I'm sorry, but I feel like I'm in over my head with this whole thing."

The nurse was new at taking charge, and Erin remembered how scary that felt when things went south in the ER. Monday shifts were usually fairly tame, but this sounded like ... "Tell the nursing supervisor I'm on my way in and that we'll probably need to go on disaster status and ... Hold on a second, would you?" She yanked off her other glove and strode, phone to her ear, toward the miniscule closet she shared with her grandmother. "Close the clinic and use that for overflow. Get security down there to help control things, the chaplain too. And see if the fire department can spare us some manpower."

Erin pulled a set of camouflage-print scrubs from a hanger, then began peeling off her bike shorts with one hand. "I'll get there as soon as I can. Just need to take a quick shower and leave my grandmother a note." And kiss my free day good-bye?

No, she wasn't going to think that way. As a full-time charge nurse, the welfare of the ER staff was a huge priority. Besides, Leigh Stathos wouldn't haul her in on her day off if it weren't important. Erin had dealt with far worse things. Like that explosion at the day care center near Sierra Mercy Hospital last year. In comparison, food poisoning wasn't such a big deal, even two dozen cases. Messy, yes. Life-altering, no. Central service would find more basins, she'd help start a few IVs, they'd give nausea meds and plenty of TLC, and they'd get it all under control.

"No problemo," she murmured as she hung up, then realized the inarticulate phrase was pretty much the extent of her Spanish. She made a mental note to be sure they had enough interpreters. Interpreters, basins, more manpower, and a full measure of TLC to patients-and her staff. That should do it.

Ten minutes later she snagged an apple for the road, wrote Nana a note, and stowed her boxing gloves on the rack beneath the TV. She wouldn't need battle gear for this extra stint in the ER. And then she'd be back home. In a couple of hours, tops.

* * *

When Erin turned in to the hospital parking lot, she realized she'd forgotten her name badge. Good thing security knew her. Her eyes widened as she approached the ambulance entrance. She braked to a stop, her mouth dropping open as she surveyed the scene at the emergency department's back doors: four dusty and battered trucks-one indeed a flatbed-at least three news vans, a fire truck, an ambulance, and several police cars. She quickly put the Subaru in park, then opened her door and squinted up at the sky. Oh, c'mon, was that a helicopter? A plane crash wasn't big enough news today?

Several nurses stood outside the doors holding clipboards and dispensing yellow plastic emesis basins to a restless line of a least a dozen patients in long sleeves, heavy trousers, and work boots. Including one elderly man who seemed unsteady on his feet as he mopped his forehead with a faded bandanna. A young uniformed firefighter paramedic, the husband of their ER triage nurse, was also helping out. Good, Erin's request for extra manpower had been accepted.

Reporters in crisp khakis and well-cut jackets leaned across what appeared to be a hastily erected rope-and-sawhorse barricade. It was manned by a firefighter in a smoke-stained turnout jacket with the broadest shoulders she'd ever seen. And an expression as stony as Rushmore.

Erin locked the car, grabbed her tote bag, and jogged into the wind toward the barricade, trying to place the daunting firefighter. Tall, with close-cropped blond hair, a sturdy jaw, and a rugged profile. He turned, arms crossed, to talk with someone across the barricade, so she couldn't see all of his face. But he wasn't a full-time medic; she knew them all. An engine company volunteer? Maybe, but she hadn't met him. She was sure of that. Because, even from what little she'd seen, this man would have been memorable. Her face warmed ridiculously as she slowed to a walk.

But her growing curiosity about his identity was a moot point. There wasn't time for that now. She needed to slip between those sawhorses, hustle into the ER, touch base with the relief charge nurse, brainstorm with Leigh Stathos, and see what she could do to help straighten out this mess.

Erin stopped short as the big firefighter turned abruptly, blocking her way. "Excuse me," she said, sweeping wind-tossed hair from her face as she peered up at him. Gray. His eyes were granite gray. "I need to get past you. Thanks. Appreciate it." She attempted to squeeze by him, catching a faint whiff of citrusy cologne ... mixed with smoke.

"Don't thank me. And stop right where you are." He stepped in front of her, halting her in her tracks. There was the slightest twitch at the corner of his mouth. Not a smile. He crossed his arms again. "No one can come through here. Those are the rules. And I go by the book. Sorry."

By the book? As if she didn't have policies to follow? Erin forced herself to take a deep breath. Lord, show me the humor in this. Called to work on her day off and then denied access. It was funny if you thought about it. She tried to smile and managed a pinched grimace. This was about as funny as the mold in her shower. She met his gaze, noticing that he had a small scar just below his lower lip. Probably from somebody's fist.

"I work here, Captain ... McKenna," Erin explained, reading the name stenciled on his jacket. "In fact-" she patted the left breast pocket of her scrubs, then remembered her missing name badge-"I'm the day-shift charge nurse. But I forgot my badge."

"I see," he said, uncrossing his arms. He pointed toward the trio of reporters leaning over the barricade. "See that reporter over there-the tall woman with the microphone and bag of Doritos? Ten minutes ago she pulled a white coat out of one of those news vans and tried to tell me she was a doctor on her way to an emergency delivery. Premature twins."

"But that's unbelievable. That's-"

"Exactly why I'm standing here," the captain interrupted. "So without hospital ID or someone to corroborate, I can't let you in."

Her jaw tightened, and she glanced toward the ER doors. "One of your paramedics is back there somewhere; Chuck knows me. He's married to my triage nurse. Find him and ask him."

McKenna shook his head. "Can't leave this spot."

"Then call." Erin pointed to the cell phone on his belt. "Better yet, ask for Dr. Leigh Stathos. Tell her I'm here. She'll verify my identity. The number is-"

"I've got it," he said, lifting his phone and watching her intently as he made an inquiry. He gave a short laugh. "Yes. A redhead in what looks like Army fatigues ... Ah, let's see ... green eyes. And about-" his gaze moved discreetly over her-"maybe five foot nine?"

Erin narrowed her eyes. What was this, a lineup?

The captain lowered the phone. "Your name?"

"Erin Quinn," she said, feeling like she should extend her hand or something. She resisted the impulse.

"Hmm. Yes," he said into the phone. "I see. Okay, then." He cleared his throat and disconnected the call.

She looked at him. "Did you get what you needed?"

"Well," he said, reaching down to detach the rope from a sawhorse, "it seems you're who you say you are. And that I shouldn't expect a commendation for detaining you. Apparently it's because of your request that I'm here. Not that I wanted to be. I still have men out on the plane crash, but ..." He hesitated and then flashed the barest of smiles. Though fleeting, it transformed his face from Rushmore cold to almost human. "Go on inside, Erin Quinn. You're late." His expression returned to chiseled stone. "And for what it's worth, I'm sorry. But that's the way this has to work."

"No problemo." Erin hitched her tote bag over her shoulder and stepped through the barricade. Then she turned back. "What's your first name, McKenna?"


She extended her hand and was surprised by the warmth of his. "Well, then. Good job, Scott. But going by the book isn't always the bottom line. Try to develop a little trust, will you? We're all on the same team."

Twenty minutes later, Erin finished checking on her staff and rejoined Leigh Stathos in the code room. They both looked up as the housekeeping tech arrived at the doorway.

"You wanted these?" Sarge asked.

"Yes. Great. Thank you." Erin nodded at the tall, forty something man wearing tan scrubs, his brown hair pulled back into a short ponytail and arms full of plastic emesis basins. "Put those in the utility room, would you? And I think we could use some extra sheets and gowns too. If you don't mind."

His intense eyes met hers for an instant before glancing down. "Yes, ma'am, double time."


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Disaster Status grabs the reader from its opening pages to its riveting end. Compelling characters keep you turning pages to see what happens next.

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Candace Calvert succeeded in thrilling me, chilling me, and filling me with awe and respect for ER trauma.

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Excellent writing, appealing characters, and an honest portrayal of human emotions—this book is a great read, and I predict a huge readership for the author.

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ekc67 More than 1 year ago
Candace calvert is quickly becoming a favorite author.enjoyed this series so much, I am reading it over again. In addition to being a great love story, the setting is realistic and the characters are believable.there are underlying religious themes which enhance the story and make you think and I love the author's sense of humor
DeeDee1280 More than 1 year ago
This was a wonderful book. The characters came to life in the pages. The story hit "home" for me as I am sure it did for many others. I have not read the first in the series, but do plan to do so. Disaster Status was just a fantastic read and I will be adding Candace Calvert to my "favorites" list.
lilredhenJP More than 1 year ago
Fire fighter Scott McKenna, bolts through the ER doors of Pacific Mercy Hospital carrying a small child having seizures, followed shortly by farm trucks filled with many sick people . ER doctor and staff are soon dealing with possible hazardous material contaminating the local water supply caused by a plane carrying pesticides crashing into a building which contained chemicals which, when mixed, become very toxic. McKenna, who, because of a family tragedy, which he feels he should have been able to prevent, is a by the book only guy. Nurse Erin Quinn seems to set him on edge, when she shows up without a name badge, her refuses her help. Well written, and I'm always happy to see that characters other than the hero and heroine are not just stick figures, but are a real part of the story. I was provided with a free copy of this book by Tyndale Publishers to read and review. No other compensation was given. The opinions expressed here are my own.
Prolificreader More than 1 year ago
This book didn't even make it to my "to be read" pile. It came straight from the bubble wrap and into my hot little hands. What a novel! Medical dramas, can't even compare to DISASTER STATUS. I had the distinct feeling of standing in the middle of a trauma ward as everyone rushed around me. You don't have to understand medical terms to know what is going on. But this book wasn't just medical disasters, it was a love story and a story of life outside of trauma that made it jump to life. There was a very real sense of immediacy throughout the entire novel. I felt like I was there and found it nearly impossible to stop reading. Making this probably the fastest book I have ever read, in just under 6 hours. The characters were unique, coming alive on the page. I saw their growth. I cheered and I groaned. There was intrigue and action. Drama and love, but not the sappy inappropriate soap opera kind, the kind that makes you stand up and cheer or curl your toes in anxiety. I can no longer watch medical dramas on TV. Only give me DISASTER STATUS and plenty of time to read! This review is my honest opinion. Thanks to Tyndale publishers for my copy to review.
love2readnovels on LibraryThing 10 months ago
Erin Quinn loves her job as an ER charge nurse, except today. She's called into work on her day off when the ER becomes overwhelmed with victims from a hazardous material spill. In the rush to get to work she forgets her ID. That's when she meets up with Fire captain Scott McKenna. He is a hard-nosed, by-the-book, kinda guy and their personalities immediately clash. Scott is not happy about working with Erin at first but as he slowly gets to know her he begins to see her in a different light. Past experience tells Erin that you can't really rely on men but as she sees Scott interact with his nephew, Cody, she begins to think maybe he's one of the good guys. Will they both live up to each others expectations? Will their faith be strong enough to get them through some tough situations?This is the first book I've read by this author and I have to say that she drew me into the story and totally brought the pages to life. The story was spellbinding as the details unfold and you became acquainted with each character. They seemed so real to me. Erin had a strong faith and loyalty to family but was dealing with issues from childhood. Scott was a great hero. Rugged, tough as nails but always felt like he was living in the shadow of his hero dad. I loved the dialog and interaction between these two. I also liked the sub-story going on between Leigh and Nick which will be played out in the author's next book called Code Triage. Disaster Status was a terrific blend of drama, romance, mystery and even some humor. Even though its the second book in the Mercy Hospital Series I didn't feel at all lost. I would definitely recommend this book and am really looking forward to Code Triage. Thank you Tyndale House Publishers for providing me with a complimentary copy of this book.
mrsjason on LibraryThing 10 months ago
It's always aggravating when you are prepared to take a day off and then you get called into work. Most of the time you think that they don't really need you but if you work in the medical field you know you HAVE to go or lives will be lost. I was a bit frustrated along with Erin when Scott would not let her into the building because of her ID badge. I completely understand the need for him doing this but at the same time it's frustrating because she is there to help and she can't get in. Thus starts the beginning of a relationship between two different people. The chemistry between them is great and really is able to showcase their conflicting personalities by creating the right kind of sparks.I felt the writing in this book to be be a lot tighter and focused than that in the first book. The relationship is a big factor of the story but I found that equal attention was paid to the chemical spill and the aftereffects as well. There's quite a bit of suspense in this book involving a character who is suffering from post traumatic stress disorder after serving in Desert Storm. He believes that what he is doing is right but not necessarily everyone else will think the same way he does. It's suspenseful because only he knows what he is doing and most of it consists of an argument inside his mind.There were a few weak spots in the book where the some characters seem a bit cardboard and a few scenes seemed a bit bland. Christian faith is evident throughout the book so that should not come as a surprise. Overall though it's a good blend of medical drama mixed with romance and a touch of suspense. Even though this is the second book in the series, it can be read as a stand alone.
judyg54 on LibraryThing 10 months ago
This was another good story in the Mercy Hospital series! Keep up the good work Candace Calvert. This story mainly deals with Erin Quinn, who you get to know in Book one. She has moved her and her grandmother to their beach house and Erin has left a bad relationship behind her. She wants to find a man and have a marriage like her grandparents. When Erin first meets fire captain Scott McKenna it is definately NOT love at first sight. They don't see eye to eye on alot of things. Scott has a nephew in the hospital who has lost his parents and possibly his leg now too in a tragic accident. Scott and Erin both have some major issues in their life they need to let go of and give over to God, but that is easier to say than actually do. Once again, I liked the fact paced action drama of the ER in these books and the fact that as you read the story you really get to know and understand the characters. Near the end of the story my heart was racing and I couldn't read fast enough to see how the "tragedy" was going to turn out. I am looking forward to reading book 3 when it comes out!I would like to thank Tyndale House Publishers for providing me with a complimentary copy of this book for review.
SherryF More than 1 year ago
One thing that bothered me early, the word description of Nick didn’t match the cover, but, I am glad to be back with some familiar characters, and this is Erin’s story. It doesn’t take me long to start smiling. Erin, oh my…she cracks me up. I love what she did to the bully when she was seven years old. I love the feisty Nana. Sarge, a great guy in a very sad and tragic situation. Ocean air is always refreshing and so is this stand alone romance series. Life isn’t fair, but…love, loss, friendship, family, despair and a rebirth of faith and hope is a part of Disaster Status and makes me rate this…4 Stars.
rlighthouse More than 1 year ago
Great Book! Disaster Status tells the story of Scott McKenna and Erin Quinn following their unconventional meeting  outside the hospital where Erin, the charge nurse, is rushing to help following loads of farm workers  being brought in for contamination treatment.  Scott is just following Erin's earlier orders to guard the door and is not allowing anyone to pass without proper identification. Their first meeting might have been a disaster but they had many more opportunities to become friends during the book and share in each others family struggles.
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More_Than_A_Review More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed all of these characters - from Colby to Grandma Iris to the yodeling dog. The author's experience comes through in her accurate and engaging writing style of life in an ER... You can see my full review at More Than a Review dot com where I rate the level of sex, violence, language and drug/alcohol use in books.  
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DiiMI More than 1 year ago
Too predictable, but a fast read.
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Carol-M More than 1 year ago
What I Liked: ¿Erin. She was in Critical Care as well. I liked her then and I like her now. ¿Scott. Shocking, eh? Liking the male lead? But I did like Scott, flaws and all. ¿Iris, Erin’s grandmother. Flawed but wonderful! ¿Dr. Hugh McKenna, Scott’s grandfather. A perfect balance for Iris – hope we eventually find out what happens there . I also liked Scott’s nephew, Cody, as well as the rest of his family. ¿Sarge – despite everything, I felt for him. I knew his motivations and his heart were sound and I longed for him to find what he needed to. ¿Leigh – the ER doc – loved her and am glad she’s up in Code Triage. ¿Annie and Arlo – fun addition! Coffee at a bait shop sounds about right to me. ¿All the other people we’re supposed to like. I wasn’t crazy about the fear mongers, but who would be? That was the point. The others – from patients who passed, to families who mourned, to those who rejoiced in healing – I liked J. ¿Elmer Fudd and Jonah – because who doesn’t love a goldfish named Elmer and a yodeling dog? What I Didn’t Like: ¿Not nearly enough Claire and Logan. The couple of glimpses into what was going on in their lives was nice, don’t get me wrong, but a visit to them a couple years down the road would be most welcome as well. Since Code Triage is about Leigh, who doesn’t know them, it doesn’t seem likely that we’ll get much of an update. Maybe they move to Texas for her new series. ¿The end. Those two words are the bane of this reader’s existence. :p 9 out of 10
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Great hospital/religious series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love this series!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really had trouble with the peaks and valleys of this story. I almost stopped reading in the middle of the book. I guess i wanted more of the adrenaline rush that i expected in the hospital setting. Don't get me wrong, there were some exciting moments, but they were over quickly, and then the story seemed to flatten out.
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Love to read about Emergency Worker heros. Christian book. Great plot and story line
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