A Montana CSI Foresees Her Death
Chapter Seven
AN: Alrighty, here we go! My exams are officially over for the year so I can start updating this story again! Whoo! And we are very nearly finished, folks, so enjoy and leave reviews!
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Her grip slackened half way down the stairs. By the time Lindsay's hands had fallen away completely, they were in the offices on the first floor and Danny was trying desperate to get her to respond. Flack, running to his assistance, swept a stack of papers off a desk and allowed his colleague to deposit Lindsay down on it, the paramedic already at her neck feeling for a pulse – "she's not breathing!" – Danny pulling her jacket open as Flack began chest compressions.
And Danny felt the whole world rush away from him in one horrifying second – and Lindsay –
Lindsay felt nothing at all.
