Chapter 51 Bay Four, Six Months Later

• The trauma call hit at two in the morning, and Emily Carter was moving before the sentence was even finished.
• "Carter! Bay Four, now!"
• Some things never changed—the jolt of electricity that hit her during an emergency call, the way her hands automatically started grabbing supplies, the way the entire ward seemed to snap into focus the second someone’s life was on the line. She’d worked a thousand shifts like this by now, but every single time, that same stubborn part of her rose to meet it, just like it had on her first night at St. Aurora.