Chapter 8Already alerted by Bless’s alarm, Shae was prepared for someone coming into the clinic, but not for the way Adair slammed open the door.
“Where is he?” Adair’s angry growl echoed loudly.
Ready to protect his patient, Shae turned and strode over to Adair and fixed him with his own a furious glare.
“The next time, knock before you come in here when I advise you I have a patient, and do not come in here bellowing like a wounded bull.” He bent forward, getting up close to Adair. He kept his voice subdued, but there was no mistaking his anger. “Wait there.”
Purposely turning his back on Adair, Shae returned to the bench where he fussed over a gleaming brass sterilising unit. Donning a pair of gloves, he opened the unit. Removing a copper bowl, Shae snagged a towel, dried it, and to
