repeated after an audible swallow.
"Pull yourself together, Trueheart
, look at me. Listen to me. Secure the building, call in the incident through Dispatch and inform them that you've reported to me and I'm on my way.
I'll call for medical assistance.
You hold the scene, Trueheart
Hold it by the book.
Do you understand?"
I should've called Dispatch first.
I should've --"
"You stand, Trueheart
I'm on the way.
"Most of the uniforms out of Central know Trueheart
, and you gotta like him.
Straight as a soldier, pale as a ghost, Trueheart
stood at the doorway.
eyes still held the glassy edge of shock.
"Officer Trueheart, do we have identification on these individuals?"
Officer Trueheart, did you discharge your weapon during the course of this incident?"
"Lose the shirt, Trueheart
Peabody, record here."
God, what an innocent, Eve thought, as Trueheart
heard Peabody suck in a breath, but whether it was for Trueheart's
undeniably pretty chest, or the bruising that exploded over his
right shoulder and mottled the arm to the elbow, she
couldn't be sure.