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✨EXCERPT: THE FOCUS SHIFT by @author.greenleighadams releasing November 12th!
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Heath
Falcon pulled onto the shoulder of the highway, and the engine crossed the path of the scene to block oncoming traffic.
The gear shift slamming into park broke my reverie, and I was ready to care for a potentially injured patient. And judging by the crumpled hood of the sedan against a tree, the patient would be seriously hurt, if not dead.
Donned in my fire department-issued rain gear, I opened the door and jogged to the side of the rig to retrieve our rescue bags before approaching the wrecked car. Angry drops of water pelted my head and bounced off the brim of my hat. I hated pulling up the hood of my coat because it obstructed my view, so my head always got wet. That wasn’t a problem in the summer, but in December, the rain was cold, and the temperature was damn near freezing. I guess the frigid air and rain would help me stay focused.
A city cop had already set up flares and was directing traffic away from the scene before our arrival. Two more police vehicles arrived to provide additional support.
Falcon and I trudged through mud in our boots toward the tree, its bark barely scraped off. Through the rain-blurry haze, my vision cleared, and the recognition of the vehicle made bile rise in my throat.
My footsteps halted of their own volition, as if detached from my body, because I suddenly couldn’t lift my feet or propel myself forward, leaving me frozen under the unrelenting downpour of rain pellets pelting my head.
Falcon peered over his shoulder and widened his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but only a choked sound emitted from my vocal cords.
“Heath, we need to help.” His voice held no frustration, only encouragement.
I swallowed the emotion, forming a lump in my throat. “That’s my mother’s car.”
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