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Mummies and their Badboys After the Shift: 2
Unlocked Bay, Recorded Shift💦🫦💧The message stayed on my phone through the rest of the night and into the next afternoon.Unknown: Trauma Bay 3 has excellent acoustics. The cart rattling was a nice touch. Next shift, leave the side door unlocked. I want a better angle. Or the audio from the bay mic goes straight to the medical staff office and the hospital board.I deleted it. Then I recovered it from recently deleted and stared at it again while the day-shift noise of the emergency department washed around me. Fourteen hours off had not been enough. My body still carried the memory of Cole, the stretch of him, the sound he made when he came, the way the nursing supervisor’s eyes had lingered a second too long.I did not leave the side door unlocked.My next stretch of nights began at 7 p.m. Cole’s name was already on the board for the matching paramedic shift. We crossed paths twice in the first four hours, once over a multi-system trauma, once over a simple transfer. Both times h
Mummies and their Badboys After the Shift: 1
Empty Bay, Full Tension💧🫦😜The automatic doors of the ambulance bay closed behind the last rig with a soft pneumatic sigh.I peeled the gloves off and dropped them into the red bin. The clock on the wall of the empty trauma bay read 2:17 a.m. Fourteen hours on my feet. Three multi-vehicle collisions, one cardiac arrest we lost, and enough coffee to keep a lesser person vibrating. My scrub top stuck to my back. The hospital had finally gone quiet the way it only does in the deepest part of the night.I was alone in Bay 3, restocking the airway cart, when the side door opened again.Cole Reyes stepped in like he belonged there. Twenty-four. Paramedic. Black uniform still damp from the rain that had followed the last call. Dark hair pushed back, a thin cut on his cheekbone from some roadside glass. He had been the one who brought in the cardiac arrest, calm voice over the radio, steady hands on the compressions until we took over. He had also been the one whose eyes met mine across th
Mummies and their Badboys After the Verdict: 3
Open Door, Closed Case💦🫦😜The text sat on my personal phone like a live wire.Unknown: Judicial privilege only protects you until someone decides it doesn’t. The basement cameras are not under the same seal. Tomorrow when he signs in, leave the chambers door open three inches. I want a clearer view of the check-in. Or the archived footage gets a formal request attached to a complaint by Friday.I did not leave the door open three inches.At 7:55 a.m. I stood at my desk with the community-service log open and the chambers door locked. Roman arrived at 7:58, rain still on his shoulders, the same controlled stillness in his face. He signed in. I initialed. Neither of us mentioned the message I had not shown him.“Basement,” I said. “Sign out at five. Do not come up early.”“Yes, Your Honor.”He left. I spent the morning on the bench with a docket that felt longer than usual. Every time the courtroom door opened I expected a clerk with a formal complaint in hand. None came. At lunch I
Mummies and their Badboys After the Verdict: 2
Security Review and Signed Hours💦💧🫦The email sat open on my screen for a full minute before I closed it.Subject: Urgent – Chambers Security Review Judge Voss – The overnight security sweep flagged unusual after-hours activity in your chambers. The system shows the door unlocked between 7:14 and 7:51 p.m., and motion sensors registered two occupants. Please confirm whether this was authorized. Footage is available for review upon request.I typed a short reply with steady fingers.Authorized. Private conference with a defendant regarding community-service placement. No further action required.I hit send, locked the computer, and sat in the dark for a long time listening to the rain against the windows. The desk still held the faint scent of what we had done. My body still held the ache of it. Three days until Monday. Three days to decide whether I had made the worst mistake of my career or the only honest decision I had made in years.Monday came gray and wet.Roman arrived at 7
Mummies and their Badboys After the Verdict: 1
Chambers After Hours💧💦🫦“Sit down, Mr. Kane.”I didn’t look up from the file when the door to my chambers opened. The courthouse had emptied an hour ago. The hallway lights were already on night mode. Only the brass desk lamp and the city glow through the blinds lit the room.Roman Kane closed the door behind him. Twenty-three. Black suit that didn’t quite fit the way expensive suits fit. A thin scar through his left eyebrow. The same young man I had sentenced that afternoon to eighteen months suspended and three hundred hours of community service for a string of car thefts that stopped just short of grand. He should have been on his way to the probation office. Instead, he was standing in front of my desk like he had every right to be there.“Judge Voss.” His voice was low, controlled. “You said to report directly to you for the first check-in.”“I did.” I closed the file and finally met his eyes. “Most defendants report to the probation officer on the second floor. You report to
Mummies and their Badboys Mummy’s Little Criminal: 3
Neighborhood Eyes💦🫦💧The message glowed on my phone in the dark.Unknown: Cute show with the bat and the silk cords. The way you made him count was especially clear. Keep the little criminal. Or the video of everything that just happened goes straight to the neighborhood watch group chat and the police tip line before sunrise.I sat up in bed, heart slamming. Jax was still on the floor at the foot of the mattress, lying on his back as ordered, eyes open now and watching me.“What is it?” he asked, voice rough from sleep and everything I had done to him.I turned the screen so he could see. He read it once, then again. His jaw tightened.“Someone was outside the glass door,” he said. “The whole time.”“Yes.”He sat up slowly, the red marks from the cuffs still visible on his wrists. “What do you want to do?”I looked at him, naked, marked, still sticky in places from me, and at the dark window that faced the side yard. The blinds were only half closed. Anyone standing in the narrow
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