“Where the hell have you been?” Perkins asked Chad. He struggled to cauterize a wound as two nurses held the soldier down.
“I went to rest as you recommended.”
“I did no such thing. Why would I suggest you leave in the middle of the worst day we’ve had in months?”
Chad looked around for Nanette but didn’t see her. Dammit, what was the woman playing at? These were people’s lives.
“What do you need me to do?”
“Set some bones. I’ve got them lined up in the barrel room. I hope we’ve got more laudanum somewhere. Even with conserving it, we’re running low on that and other pain medicines.”
“But we just got a shipment.”
“You don’t have to tell me that. We can worry about it later.”
Chad thought about telling Gregory he should take something to calm down, but he was more irked at himself.
