“Unlocking Secrets: What Lies Within Carrie Mac’s Mysterious Three Envelopes?”
The woman in the house keeps screaming. Another police car comes.
Someone kills the engine of the SUV mid-weather report.
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In the back of the ambulance, I reach for saline and a line. I grab an IV catheter and instruct one of the firefighters to cut her clothes off. I park another firefighter at her head, where he bags her every few seconds.
Dale leans in. “Need anything before we go?”
He asks it like no time has passed from when he walked away. Casually, like maybe I want a cup of coffee, or a sandwich.
