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Maya and me got in Aid Car 19.
I turned the sirens on.
Five minutes later
We arrived at Joe's Bar.
Maya got out of back.
I got out of the driver's seat.
Vic got out of the passenger's seat.
"You sure she said Joe's Bar?" Maya questioned.
"Yeah." Vic replied.
We were shining our flashlights.
"Seattle FD! Anyone need assistance?!" Maya called.
"Seattle Fire Department!" Vic called.
"Anyone?" I questioned.
"Unanimous girl?" Vic called.
"I don't know. Maybe she fled the scene?" She suggested.
"Look."
There was blood on the ground.
"What?" Vic questioned.
"It's blood."
"Man, don't mess with Benanti, huh?" Vic questioned Maya.
"Seriously. So, she probably did run."
"Coward." Vic commented.
"Guys?" I called when I saw blood on the back of a silver car.
"Hey, over here!"
It was Andy.
Vic and Maya rushed over.
"Here, here."
Vic placed the bag down.
"Grab the C-collar." Maya ordered.
She ran off to grab it.
"Andy? Andy, can you hear me? Andy?" Maya questioned.
She didn't respond.
I flashed the flashlight down on Andy.
Maya groaned.
"Nothing."
"Okay. We have to move her. There's no room here."
She got up.
"Okay. Let's roll her. Ready?"
"Yep."
"On three. One, two, three."
We rolled her over.
Maya put the C-collar around Andy's neck.
"Is it tight?" I questioned.
"Good?"
"Okay."
"Good on your side?" Maya questioned.
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"Hold on. I'll tie you in."
"Ready?" She questioned.
"Yep." Vic replied.
"One, two, three."
We lifted Andy up.
Maya grunted.
"Keep going, keep going." She told Vic.
Vic sighed as we put her down.
