Prologue
“Unit 5 responding to the call at 12067 MacArthur Blvd.” Ed set the handset back into the cradle with a long, thin arm. His shirtsleeves were stained with sweat despite the air conditioning.
“--nit 5, acknowl. . .” crackled back over the radio.
The two paramedics looked at each other. This was their fourth call in the past three
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