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The limo driver appeared suddenly.

"Give me a hand," I said.

Together, we got the driver out of the vehicle.

"Stay still," I said. "Help is on the way."

"Uh," said the limo driver, "no. It isn't."

I looked at the man like he'd just sprouted a second nose.

"My phone's dead. Battery died at the airport. I got no way to call nobody," he said.

"What about Selby's?" I asked.

"I don't know, sir. Here. Take mine. Call 911. And tell them we've got an injured man who's losing a lot of blood."

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