He motioned to a tech. “Prep the travel crate and portable oxygen.” Turning back, he met Tessa’s gaze. “We have a window—maybe two hours before sedation wears off. You up for another drive?”
Minutes later the cub lay in a padded carrier, hooked to a humming tank. Hallett demonstrated how to check respiratory rate. “If she slows under ten breaths a minute, call. Don’t open the crate.” He pressed a folded sheet into her hand—dosages, numbers, his personal cell.