Chapter 12Later, when Nick tried to describe the experience to friends or family, he’d fail. Miserably. He would open his mouth to recall a specific detail; anything to convey the unfathomable depth of terror and chaos. Instead, his lips would press tight, silent until the subject changed. Right now, in the thick of things, all Nick felt was a numb sort of panic.
“Doc!”
Nick swiveled half-way, his hands busy wrapping gauze around the leg of the man in front of him. “What?”
“Better come quick.”
He secured the bandage, giving the okay for his patient to be carried off to the revolving stream of ambulances before he slogged across the makeshift triage area to the waiting stretcher. He peeled off his bloody gloves and pulled another pair out of the hands of the EMT.
“How many more do you
