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ISAAC CAMERON HAD never expected to see this woman again.

She wouldn’t have been his first choice to work with in an emergency situation, either, but—fair play—when he’d arrived, he’d seen how hard she’d been running across this paddock with the obvious intention of helping whoever was in this plane. As he pulled his vehicle to a halt and leapt out to get his medical pack from the back, part of his brain registered that she must have ripped that tight skirt of her power suit getting past the barbed wire on the fence and she probably wouldn’t appreciate the fact that her careful hairstyle was coming a little unravelled and that she was now well splattered with animal manure but, in this moment, her appearance was totally irrelevant to either of them.

‘Did you see it come down?’ Zac dropped his pack near a wingtip and bent to get beneath the diagonal strut that connected the wing to the fuselage of the small aircraft.

‘Yes. It went right in front of my car.’

‘So it was trying to land?’ Zac could see the slumped figure of a man in the cockpit.

‘I think so. It sounded like there was something wrong with the engine. The wheels got caught in the trees. It flipped over right at the last second and there was a bang when it stopped so suddenly.’

Zac wasn’t surprised. The propeller had dug itself deep into the soil. The Plexiglas of the windshield was broken, too, and there were splatters of blood on it. He leaned to look in further.

‘I can’t see any passengers. I think it’s just the pilot.’ He rapped on the side window. ‘Hello…can you hear me? I’m a doctor. We’re here to help you.’