The shrill ring of my phone cut through restless sleep like a knife. I fumbled for it in the darkness, squinting at the unknown number glowing on the screen.
"Hello?" My voice came out rough and disoriented as I switched on the bedside lamp.
"Is this Dr. Watson?"
The crisp, professional tone of an unfamiliar woman made me sit up straighter. "Yes, speaking. Who is this?"
"This is Nurse Tucker from Valley Medical Clinic. I apologise for calling so late, but we have a patient here who's been asking for you."
My heart stuttered, then seemed to stop entirely. "A patient?"
"Jackson Ivory. He's... well, he's been drinking heavily and has a dislocated shoulder from what appears to be a fall. He's stable, but we need someone to take responsibility for him tonight. When we asked for an emergen
