““Oh, shit.” It wasn’t the most intelligent thing that Sloane had ever said, but considering the circumstances, she thought she was doing pretty well. The pretty Indian woman in the lab coat who had collapsed into her arms didn’t react to the profanity. Sloane gave her an experimental shake. She didn’t react to that either, and so Sloane shook her harder, hoping that maybe that would do something. All it did was cause the strange woman’s arms and head to flop around until Sloane started to worry about accidentally breaking her neck. The paperwork for that would be, well, murder. Not to be crass or anything.””
