When Remington opened the door, his heart sank when he saw the pool of blood staining the carpet before him.

The room was chaotic, with people scrambling to help and stem the bleeding of the person lying on the ground.

The person at the center of attention, surrounded by the frantic efforts of those around him, groaned in agony.

Remington strained to see who it was, but the identity remained elusive in the chaos.

“The bleeding won’t stop.

Where is that damn doctor?” a voice pierced the chaos, laden with dread.

Nearby, the butler stood pallid and trembling, his composure shattered.

“I’ve sent for him.

He’s on his way here.

“Get out of my way.

” Remington’s voice boomed with authority, devoid of mercy, as he demanded the onlookers to retreat.

resolve, he forcefully pushed his way through

Hannah joined him that she realized the injured person

deep gash to his leg, a testament to

his efforts to seek refuge indoors, a gunshot wound seared

severity of the

stop the bleeding quickly, Bagot’s life would hang in the

the man who had been staunching Bagot’s bleeding cried out, “His heart’s

into

“Make some room.

me attend

faces contorted with disdain and doubt, their skepticism palpable in the charged

time for grandstanding, Miss Moore!

go find safety yourself,” one

him with no time to waste arguing before

Bagot’s collar and put

a

blood and has

more quilts and

The bleeding won’t stop.

to be

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