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rested on Mitch. ‘Well, it is possible for most of us, that is.’
    Despite the circumstances, Brianna giggled. Laughter for her was a much needed release. ‘He’s not a bundle of joy, is he, your boss. I’ve gained that impression already.’
    ‘He certainly isn’t. Oh, don’t get me wrong, he’s not a tyrant or anything. But he does take it all very seriously.’
    Brianna took in the rows of traumatised patients, the makeshift beds, the lady with the mop fruitlessly trying to clean up mud from the floor. ‘I guess it’s a serious business.’
    ‘It is,’ Stuart agreed. ‘But everyone needs some down time, away from the sharp end. Otherwise you just get dragged down with it.’
    ‘So what do you do on your time off?’ Brianna was intrigued as to what they could do in such a godforsaken place.
    Stuart shrugged. ‘Well, Dan usually finds out the nearest bar in a town that’s still open. This time around it’s about forty minutes in the jeep, but well worth the effort to mix with normality for a while. In fact last night we rented a room in the local inn and had a hot shower. It was bliss.’
    Brianna laughed. ‘Don’t tell me the highlight of your social life is having a hot shower. I really am going to go mad.’
    ‘Hey, don’t knock it. When you’ve been here a few more days, you’ll be begging to come with us.’
    ‘Stuart, there are people waiting to be seen.’ Mitch’s curt order cut into their conversation.
    Stuart flushed. ‘Definitely not a bundle of joy,’ he muttered to her under his breath before scuttling off with his tail between his legs.
    Brianna’s sympathy went out to him. ‘Was that really necessary?’ she asked coolly as Mitch came to join her, the young boy he’d been working on now hooked up to monitors.
    ‘You think it’s acceptable to be flirting when there are people in pain waiting to be helped?’ Mitch glared at her and Brianna had a feeling he was looking down at her from more than just his physical height.
    ‘He wasn’t flirting, he was being polite,’ she returned, aware that her upper-class accent had risen a notch in her anger. ‘A gentle word would have been just as effective and far less embarrassing.’
    ‘Anything else you’d like to tell me I’m doing wrong?’ His eyes flashed dangerously.
    ‘Don’t you also have patients to see?’ she shot back, determined not to let him have the upper hand.
    ‘I had rostered Stuart on this afternoon so I could talk you through the way we work. However, if you’re not interested …’ He let his sentence trail off and began to walk away.
    She fumed. She had never met anyone as annoying as Mitch McBride that was for certain. But she was here to learn what the charity did and like it or not, as the doctor in charge, Mitch was key to that. She had to find a way to get on with him, or she’d have a difficult and probably fruitless week. With a determined effort she swallowed her pride. ‘I am interested,’ she spoke to his retreating back. ‘Please, I’d like to hear about your work. That’s what I came here for.’
    At last, Mitch thought, a touch of humility. He turned round, pathetically glad he’d finally made Brianna say please. When she’d berated him about his treatment of Stuart, it had felt like the lady of the manor remonstrating with one of her servants. A guaranteed way to put his back up. Why did the rich think they could order people around just because they had money?
    ‘Okay then, princess, why don’t I start with the tour I was planning on giving you, until we were interrupted.’
    ‘My name is Brianna,’ she replied with icy politeness. ‘Please use it.’
    He watched as temper flashed once more in her vivid green eyes, and grudgingly found himself admiring her. She was certainly no pushover. Probably too accustomed to getting her own way. He wondered how much of her almost regal attitude would still be there when it was time for her to go home. ‘Well then, Brianna,’ he said