A memory hit Annie, fast and cold, like a bucket of ice water.
A dark ridge in the mountains. A truck burning on the road below. Gunfire coming from three directions. A young man, twenty years old, lying on his back on the rocks with his eyes open. Daniel Reyes. A tourniquet she’d tightened on his leg ninety seconds too late.
Not fast enough. Not by ninety seconds.
She stuffed the memory back down the way she had for six years.
In for four. Out for four.
Teague had gone gray. He leaned back against the counter like his legs wouldn’t hold him up anymore.
“I froze,” he said. He wasn’t talking to anyone in particular. “My hands wouldn’t move.”
“You moved them,” Annie said.
She didn’t say it unkindly.
“That’s the only part that matters.”
He looked at her differently now. Not like the mouse. Not like the joke at the desk. Like a stranger who’d walked into his burning house and put out the fire with her bare hands.
“Where did you learn this?”
“A long time ago.”
“Where?”
She didn’t answer.
Behind them, Master Chief Holloway watched her with an expression that was half pride and half grief. The two German shepherds had lain down on the floor on either side of Hart’s bed. Neither one would leave him.
The clock on the wall read 3:58.
Ten minutes later, the phone on the trauma desk rang.
Linda picked it up. She listened. Her face tightened.
“Dr. Teague. It’s Commander Pruitt. The duty administrator.”
Teague took the phone. He listened. His jaw clenched.
“Sir, I understand. Yes. Yes, sir.”
He set the receiver down. He didn’t look at Annie when he spoke.
“The commander’s on his way in. He says a nurse has no authority to perform a thoracostomy. He says there will be consequences.”
The room went very still.
Commander Gordon Pruitt arrived at 4:06 in a dripping wet raincoat with a face like a locked filing cabinet.
He was fifty, gray at the temples, and an administrator all the way down to his bones. He had never held a scalpel in his life. He’d spent twenty years protecting hospitals from lawsuits. He knew exactly how much the hospital paid every year for malpractice coverage. $1.4 million. He knew the number for every settlement Pine Harbor had ever paid out. He kept a binder.
To Gordon Pruitt, a hospital was a set of rules. Patients were risks to be managed. And the rules were the only thing standing between him and a deposition.
He walked straight into Trauma Bay One.
He saw the blood on the floor. The two chest tubes. The basin full of clots. The nurse in navy scrubs standing at the head of the bed.
“Who authorized this?”
“I did,” Annie said.
“You’re a night nurse. You do not have the credentials to perform invasive chest procedures in this facility. Do you understand the liability exposure you’ve just created? If this man has a complication, if his family sues, this hospital has no defense. None. Step away from the patient.”
“Sir, if I step away, he dies.”
“That is not your decision.”
“Then whose is it?” Annie asked.
Pruitt blinked.
“Dr. Hale is stranded on the other side of a flooded bridge. The helicopter is grounded. The nearest trauma surgeon is ninety minutes away. So whose decision is it, sir?”
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