Sherman and O'Donohue knelt alongside Doc Morris, who smiled weakly.
"I've staunched it," he said, "but I could do with help getting it up on a chair."
Eddie Sherman raised the leg, the Doc suppressing a wince. Mickey dragged a chair and helped him get comfortable as Eddie tightened the tourniquet around his thigh.
"Find Anna," Doc Morris whispered.
"Stay quiet, Doc," Mickey ordered. "I'll find her, then we'll sort out your leg."
No one mentioned the silence outside.
Or what it meant for Anna after the storm of bullets which had just torn the flesh from the night air.