"N-No... Isaac... don't," Hayley coughed and panted, trying to catch her breath after the pain of the bullet and buckshot removal disoriented her. "I don't have... enough... to pay for the massive bills I'm going to get... That, and I hate hospitals. P-Please... Anywhere but that..." The woman was too weak to resist or struggle, but she was clearly reluctant to seek help, given her nature and the infamy to her name.