Chapter 14

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌​​⁠Before I could ask him what the hell he was talking about, the medics were ringing the doorbell. They strode in with a gurney, also rolling a portable plasma IV, young guys who looked like they'd be more at home at a Garden hockey game, followed immediately by two uniformed policemen, actually policewomen, one short and heavy, with reddish hair, the other a wiry young Hispanic. (I found out that a