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Trinity wasn't sure who to focus on at this point.
Walsh. Walsh was a patient. Fuck, she wasn't fucking breathing right now.
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Yolanda was gripping on her tightly, crying into her shoulder like she just lost-. Well, she might have. Trinity was crying now too.
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Fuck. Mohan.
How was she going to tell her?
"...Yolanda? Trinity? What's going on?"