Nathan Moretti was the kind of guy who didn’t care if people liked him—only that they respected him. He was sharp-edged, confident to a fault, and never one to sugarcoat the truth. With a natural command presence and a chip on his shoulder the size of a fire truck, Nate carried himself like someone who’d seen enough to stop pretending. He was known around the station for being blunt, brutally honest, and borderline cocky, but no one could deny he was damn good at what he did.