The shift on a rainy Tuesday evening turned chaotic when the sirens cut through the coastal fog, signaling an incoming trauma code. A two-car collision on the highway route outside town brought in two shaken, bloodied drivers.
Leah was in room two, efficiently wrapping a deep laceration on a driver’s forearm, when the double doors swung open to admit the responding officer.
Officer Liam Roberts was twenty-eight, broad-shouldered, and carried the quiet, grounded authority of someone raised in the coastal town. Rain still gleamed on his high-visibility jacket, and he removed his peaked cap as he stepped into the bay to take statements from the victims.
As Leah checked her patient’s vitals, she felt a steady, attentive gaze on her. She glanced up, catching Liam’s sharp blue eyes tracking
