Reclamation (Book One of the Art of War Trilogy), page 46
Another wave of screaming engines thundered overhead, rattling the entire trauma unit.
‘Christ, what am I doing,’ Anna muttered to herself. Yano felt one of her tears spatter his cheek. She pressed a cold hand to his forehead.
‘Thank… you,’ he managed.
‘Don’t thank me,’ Anna said, sobbing. ‘Now the provar are here… it would have been kinder to let you die.’
Richard Swan, Reclamation (Book One of the Art of War Trilogy)
