"Yup," Charlie said. "Whozzat? Sean? Wh... What ... Hold on... She's WHAT?"
Charlie dropped the bread slices and stared at Deacon as he listened then mouthed "Andy's been shot".
"Okay," he said, his voice strained. "You stay there, we'll be there as soon as we can. No, no, Sean. They won't arrest you for trying to help. You tell them I'm on my way ... Oh ... Yes, Deacon's should fit you. Now, don't worry I'm sure everything will be all right. Bye, yeah, bye."
He finished the call and his reassuring tone sequed into a panicky babble. "Someone shot Andy through the window and she's - oh God! She's been taken to hospital. The police think it was that guy killing kids. He got Andy instead of Emma.""