“He’s the best surgeon in Mexico.” He waited for Marta to look up. “I only just captured him a few days ago. I told him I’d shoot him if Rebecca did not make a full recovery.”
She smiled a weak smile and looked into his eyes. “General, if she dies, I don’t know, I don’t want to live.” Curtin heard her and his tears began to flow more freely. He wasn’t embarrassed. He didn’t care who saw him cry.
An eternity passed and the surgeon finally emerged from her bedroom. He looked tired. He looked on at Zapata then to the others. “The wound is clean and the bleeding has stopped. She will likely lose some use of one lung, but they’ll live.” The Mule Tamer III, Marta's Quest