A disgruntled Boon said, “Okay, I’ll go to the ER. But, wait, I don’t see the dude who called you for us.”
Ryan walked out of the corner and over to him. “This is my office, but I’ve been staying out of the way. I saw the cable break and dialed nine-one-one. Ryan Halloran.” He extended his hand.
Boon sat up and pulled him into a quick hug—man to man. “We owe you for saving our lives. Big time.”
Ryan stepped back, embarrassed and a little unsettled by the hug because it felt too good and didn’t seem necessary under the circumstances. “If I’d known you were just practicing for the Cirque, I might’ve reconsidered.”
Everyone laughed, and Boon gave him a little salute as they rolled him out.
“Be well,” Ryan called after him.
“Boon and Dane and I are good friends,” the captain said, extending his hand. “He’s right—you saved their lives by making that call. Thanks.”