The Advocate by Teresa Burrell

Author:Teresa Burrell [Burrell, Teresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Thriller, Suspense, General Fiction
ISBN: 9781938680038
Google: BjPWMQEACAAJ
Goodreads: 15780350
Publisher: Silent Thunder Publishing
Published: 2009-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Sirens screeched and lights flashed all around Joe. He heard banging and shouting, "Joe, hang in there. We'll get you out." Joe tried to sort out the chaos. He remembered the accident, the blood. He heard a horn honking. It was deafening. He managed to lift his head from the steering wheel and turn towards the window. When he did, the honking stopped. Men in uniform stood all around and a familiar voice said, "Joe, the door is stuck, but we'll get you out. Just sit still. Don't move."

Joe smiled at the sight of his partner, Brett, who nodded his head in response. He struggled to hold his head up off the horn, but it hurt when he moved. The men worked arduously, until Joe felt a gust of cool air hit his face. He heard a loud screech, more banging, and clanging as they pried the door open. "My poor car," Joe moaned.

"Sorry, buddy," Brett said. "It's you we need to take care of." Joe nodded his head. Brett spoke again, "Can you move your legs?"

"Not far. I'm pretty jammed in here."

"Okay, just sit still," he commanded.

The officers forced open the passenger door and worked from both sides. Within minutes they had him out of the car. The paramedics had a stretcher ready for Joe, but he refused. He had to see if he could walk. He stepped down one foot at a time; at least his legs functioned. He felt stiff, his ribs and head pounded, and the bleeding wouldn't stop. They encouraged him to lie down, but he wouldn't. He reached back in the car and retrieved his backpack. He pulled out Steve's notepad and tucked it in his jacket pocket. Someone yelled, "Get him on the stretcher."

Two paramedics and three police officers walked over to Joe. "Come on, man. You're bleeding all over the place. Let us take you in and get you checked," one of the officers said.

Joe acquiesced and sat down on the stretcher. They put his feet up and he laid his head down on the pillow. Brett stood near his head, trying to comfort him. Joe clutched the notepad inside his jacket with his left hand, and with his right he reached up and grasped Brett's shoulder, pulling him close to his face. He whispered in his ear, "Meet me at the hospital. I need to give you something."

Before Brett could respond, the paramedics raised Joe up, placed him in the back of the ambulance, and started to work on him.

Lights flashing and siren blaring, the ambulance sped off with Brett close behind. When they arrived, Brett jumped out and met Joe as they removed Joe from the ambulance. "You're going to be okay, man," Brett said as he ran alongside the stretcher.

"I know," Joe said. He reached inside his pocket, pulled out the notepad, and slipped it to Brett. "Here, take this and don't let anyone know you have it, especially anyone in the department. Put it somewhere it can't be found.

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