Page 22 of Bite the Bullet


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“All the more reason for you not to leave her alone,” Aaron said. “Show me what she’s been eating.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Aaron nod his head toward the kitchen. He glanced over at me, nodding for me to continue. I quickly examined her, but it was clear to me that we needed to take her to the hospital. It was going to be messy, though. The overwhelming smell in the air was coming from her adult diaper, which was overflowing with excrement. It probably hadn’t been changed in days.

I could only imagine how much pain this woman was in from sitting in this chair for so long as a rash ate away at her skin. I didn’tneed to remove the diaper to know it was there. I blinked back tears as I thought of my own grandmother being treated this way. This woman should be able to rely on her child to take care of her, but instead, he was acting like she was a nuisance—a complication he didn’t need.

Anger bubbled up inside me with every second we were in this apartment. I was so grateful when Aaron went downstairs to grab the stretcher. We would get her to the hospital and finally get this woman the help she needed, but what happened to her after that was up to the courts.

After taking the woman to the hospital to be treated for severe dehydration and suspicious bruising, we were called out again for a 10-50, a car wreck just down the road from the hospital. I could see the smoke in the air before we even got in the ambulance.

Hitting the lights, my partner took the driver’s side as I answered the call. “Holy shit,” I muttered as we pulled up to the scene. There was already a police officer on scene, rushing to the vehicle that was wrapped around a light pole.

I flung the door open and hurried to the back to grab my bag.

“I’ll take the vics in the car,” Aaron said, grabbing his own bag. “You take anyone outside the perimeter.”

“On it,” I answered, running over to a woman sitting on the sidewalk, holding her head in her hands. I didn’t mind him taking the lead. Aaron was a full-time medic, and senior medic in the field. I knelt down in front of the woman, assessing her injuries.

“Ma’am, can you tell me where you’re hurt?”

She slowly looked up at me, her eyes glazed as they flicked over to the car. “He came out of nowhere,” she cried. “I didn’t even see him.”

“Ma’am, does anything hurt?” I asked, keeping my voice gentle. She had a gash on her head, but I couldn’t tell yet if that was her only injury.

She sniffled, blinking as she focused on me. “Just my head.”

“Did you lose consciousness?” I asked, getting out my kit to clean her up.

“No. I dove for the sidewalk. I barely made it. I think…I think my foot caught…” She trailed off as he looked back at the car. Tears tracked down her face the longer she stared over there.

I checked her vitals, trying to keep her calm as more help arrived on the scene. Her pulse was a little erratic and her blood pressure was high, but that was normal after the scare she had. Both pupils were equal and reactive, but I still wanted her to go to the hospital to get checked out.

The sound of the jaws of life tearing into the car momentarily drew my focus. I knew whatever happened to the people in the car, they were in bad condition, but I wouldn’t be any help until the fire department finished prying the car apart.

I finished my exam, doing a total body assessment on the woman, starting at the head and working my way down. Other than her ankle, which was tender from tripping, the woman seemed to be in good condition, just a little traumatized from the ordeal. Just as I was finishing up, the second ambulance arrived on scene and loaded my vic up on a gurney, then drove her to the hospital.

“You ready for this?” Aaron asked as the firemen worked on the car.

“Just another day’s work,” I grinned.

“Then let’s get to it.”

8

CASH

“Where the fuck is FNG?”I asked, looking around at everyone that wasn’t on a job, sans the one man that should fucking be here since he just had a year off.

“He’s taking the day to show his lady around town,” Fox answered with a grin on his face. “I think it’s sweet. He’s really putting in the effort to make this work.”

“This?” I asked, my eyebrows shooting up. “He married a woman after knowing her for forty-eight hours. What’s there to make work?”

“Love, boss,” Fox answered in confusion. “They’re meant to be.”

“How the fuck can it be meant to be when he doesn’t even know her name?” Thumper snorted.

“I don’t know, look at Bowie. He married Carly and he knew her name. Look how that turned out.” Rae swiveled in her chair, looking pointedly at Thumper.

“You want to use a quickie marriage in Vegas as the example of a good marriage?”

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