The male paramedic takes my hands in his gloved hands. “Let’s get these cleaned up first.”
Nodding, I swallow down the sharp pain that pulses through my fingers.
After I’m bandaged, the paramedics do a full assessment on me. They do a smoke inhalation check, a circulation check, a consciousness check, a hearing check, and a burn analysis.
While they take my heart rate, blood pressure, and do an oxygen check, I look at Bruno. He’s nearby on the porch, leaning heavily on his cane while his eyes are locked on Dominic who is still talking to the police.
The firefighters have extinguished the blaze on the car. A skeleton of metal remains in its place, smoke curling off the top of the frame.
“Overall it looks like you’re okay,” the male paramedic declares, his voice slightly muffled. “Your hearing has been affected by being in the car when the blast went off. It should be temporary. You’ll have some ringing, of course and things won’t sound as clear but that will fade. Also there will be some bruising and you might have a headache. If you feel any worse please go to the hospital and follow up with your physician. Have him refer you to an ENT.”
“You’re very lucky,” the female paramedic adds.
They pack up their bags and head toward the truck.
Bruno watches them go. “I’ll have to call Tony and tell him to bring the tow truck,” he mutters.
The firefighters walk back to their vehicles and leave.
Now the police are walking around my car and looking under it. Dominic also aids in the inspections.
Another car enters the compound and parks further down the cul-de-sac on the curb.
Enzo gets out. His eyes widen as he looks at the burned car while cutting across the front yard.
“Boss?” His face is full of questions as he steps onto the porch.
“Don’t ask.” I groan.
“I tried calling you.”
“I was occupied.” I hold up my bandaged hand.
Enzo nods. “ I stopped by to let you know that we located Gigi and Elio. Gigi is being escorted home. She’s not happy about it, but she’ll be here soon.”
“Thank you Enzo.” He nods again and leaves, passing Dominic on his way to the car.
The police are finally getting back into their cars.
“How are you?” Dominic asks as he steps onto the porch.
“I’m okay.” I watch the police drive out of the compound. “They aren’t going to question me.”
“No, I handled it.” Dominic sits down next to me.
“What happened?” I turn to him, wincing a little.
“Yeah, what the fuck happened?” Bruno adds.
“Bruno, shut up,” Nonna shushes him.
Dominic glares at Bruno but ignores his cold tone. “Someone placed a remote control bomb under your car when you went inside the house.”
“I knew it.”
“When you got in the car and turned it on, the person pressed the button and the bomb went off but there was a malfunction so it ignited at fire instead of blowing up. They bagged what’s left and are going to send it to be analyzed.”
I look out to where the police cars were parked moments ago. “They aren’t going to come back with the forensics team and analyze everything are they?”
