Chapter 120

Rowan

"Just let me help you." Isaac tells the man we're attending to. He's been fighting our intentions since we showed up.

"Please," I beg. "Let us look at the wound."

The call came in as a man injured who had been cleaning up from the hurricane. Sheet metal is still wrapped in trees, and some came falling down on his head. There's a very deep abrasion, and it's bleeding profusely. Not horribly alarming with head wounds, but we've got to make sure there's no underlying conditions.

"I don't need no goddamn help. I'm fine."

Isaac looks up at me, his cheeks going red. He's about to lose it. That's the sign. "You're not fine," he argues.

A patrol car pulls into the driveway behind our ambulance. A sigh of relief escapes my chest. We need help with this man. He's not listening to us, so hopefully he'll listen to whoever's come to our rescue.

"Y'all havin' issues?"

Of course it's my brother. I turn around, hand on hip, eyes ready to roll when I see someone else has stepped o