“They’re fine. Stay down. The ambulance is on the way. I need to check on Rene. Armie, keep her comfortable and find a way to elevate her feet.” She stood, positive that Armie would do the job and the AED would keep working if she needed it to.

The deputy had shown up and she was working crowd control.

“Deputy, I need an ETA on that ambulance.” She was going to have to make a decision on who to send in the ambulance and who got the helicopter.

Mabel glanced her way. “Lila, I’m worried he’s going to have this tourniquet on his leg for more than an hour if we send Janice in the ambulance and have to wait for it to come back.”

“I’ve got a chopper coming, but I don’t know if it can take both of them. I don’t know how big it is.” He would lose the leg. She was going to have to make a decision.

“Send her,” the man Armie had called Rene said. His skin had paled considerably. “I can wait.”

She wasn’t making that choice. Not when she could make a play to save everyone. “Deputy! We’re going to need to get Mrs. Herbert to the clinic.”

“The chopper is on its way. ETA is ten minutes,” Armie shouted. “There’s a landing pad on top of the clinic for just this purpose. The ambulance will be here in five. Who’s going where?”

She wasn’t about to move Rene more than she had to. And Mrs. Herbert could go into arrest again at any moment. She needed to get to a cath lab as quickly as possible. “I need you to carry Mrs. Herbert to the clinic. Rene is going in the ambulance. The bleeding is controlled for now.”

Armie nodded as the sweet sounds of sirens hit her ears.

“I’m fine.” Janice Herbert was trying to get up on her own.

Damn stubborn woman. “You had a cardiac arrest. You’re still hooked up to a defibrillator and you and I will have a serious problem if you unhook it. You will go to the hospital.”

“I want to see the real doc,” Janice said.

Hallie had gotten Gracie calm again. The baby clung to her momma. Momma, however, was obviously taking charge. “You will do whatever Ms. Daley tells you to do, Mother. You will let the sheriff carry you to the clinic. You will take whatever drugs they give you, and you will get in that damn helicopter because that woman saved your life. She saved your granddaughter’s life. So shut the hell up and do what she says.”

Mrs. Herbert’s eyes went wide, but she allowed Armie to pick her up.

The ambulance pulled through and two EMTs got out, quickly taking over for Mabel.

“We got this, Doc,” the big man said.