Liam could still catch them.
Maybe.
Then Shaw’s leg twitched.
Liam ran backward.
“Carter!”
He dropped beside Shaw.
“Hey. Can you hear me?”
No response.
Liam touched the side of his neck.
Pulse.
Fast.
Skin burning.
Shaw’s eyes opened briefly.
“Go.”
“I’m getting help.”
“Go.”
His eyes closed again.
An instructor finally approached.
“What are you doing?”
“He needs medical.”
“We determine that.”
Liam looked up.
“Then determine it.”
The instructor’s expression hardened.
“You understand you abandoned the event?”
“I stopped for a casualty.”
“You were ordered to continue.”
Liam swallowed.
“Yes.”
The medical team arrived moments later.
