The ambulance left the paddock with sirens wailing, taking a full twenty minutes to reach the hospital. With a rescue helicopter, that time would have been cut to about five minutes.
Leclerc had no reason to stay at the track. After getting an update on Bianchi from the staff, he rushed to the hospital.
Everyone in the car was silent. Leclerc stared blankly out the window, where droplets of water scattered the neon lights into starbursts.
When they arrived at the hospital, the doors to the emergency room remained shut. Leclerc forced his eyes to stay open, staring at the glaring indicator light. If he so much as blinked, the tears would start to fall.
Wu Shi patted his shoulder and was about to speak, but Leclerc spoke first.
"I'm sorry."
"God... God had you warn us, and we didn't take it seriously..."
