Which is why, when I saw those bikers turning toward his door, my instincts kicked in.
I reached for the phone on the wall.
“Security, this is Nurse Henderson,” I hissed, keeping my voice low. “I need a team to Pediatric Three immediately. Multiple intruders.”
I had barely hung up when I heard it.
A sound I hadn’t heard in weeks.
Tommy’s laughter.
Not a weak smile. Not a polite giggle.
Real, full laughter. Bubbling up through his tired chest like he had just remembered how to be a boy.
It stopped me cold.
I hurried into Room 304, ready to drag those men out by sheer willpower if I had to.
