Thirty-Five
They covered Lynet and moved her to one side—Daman allowed them to stand to ‘clear up that bloody mess.’ He even allowed Merna to get some material from the stores, although Murdoch shadowed her the whole time. She could only find some old blankets, but they were better than nothing.
They did the best they could for Lynet. Her blood touched every single one of them.
And Ryann was a mess. She knew it, and so she said very little.
She’d failed. With Arela gone, it seemed natural that she take charge, and she’d accepted that role. She’d tried to keep the others calm. She’d tried to plan an escape.
But she’d failed to anticipate Lynet’s actions.
Ryann should have pulled her down. She should have spotted the signs in the medic earlier—and now, in hindsight, they were all t
