Chapter 3

“You’re going to have to go to the ER yourself, you know,” he said, careful to keep his tone conversational. “You’ve lost quite a bit of blood already. I can’t tell the extent of the damage yet. Can you hang on a minute while I call 911?”

“No need.”

At that moment, Roy registered the dying wail of sirens and, in a breath, three other officers came barging through the door en masse. One was a sergeant. He took in the scene with a quick scan and began to issue orders. One of the other cops helped the wounded officer out through the door and into his cruiser. They took off with red lights and siren. Before the sound faded, more lights flashed and a couple of EMTs came in. They took charge of the prisoner, but the second officer went with them. Once they were gone, only Roy and the sergeant remained.

The sergeant turned to Roy. “What happened?”