Chapter One Hundred and Eleven

Doctor Manford looked at him and then at the beautiful young woman on the bed, as if on cue Trina moaned and the Nurse held back her hair as she dry heaved into the bowl she was holding. She was so pale her skin was grey tinged and she was exhausted slumping back against the pillows she closed her eyes and whimpered softly. He nodded at Caleb and said,

‘I’ll arrange it immediately, there will be a Consultant waiting for you, go now there is a room ready for you in the private wing of the hospital were I work.’

Caleb did not wait for his car, when he had rung the Doctor he had also put in a call to his personal pilot and now he scooped Trina into his arms and carried her out to his helicopter. She barely stirred as he settled her on his knee and it swept across the Cheshire countryside heading for the main hospital in Manchester. When they touched down on the helipad she was placed on a gurney and rushed into the Emergency Department to be assessed. Caleb soon put them right and when