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    Rocks, Hard places and Rehab Chapter IV, V and VI

     

      Joel: it was only moments ago on exit 180 when this black escalade that police where chasing part of a drug bust slammed into this Ems truck slamming it into the beam of the 405. Not only that, but the two police cars also slammed into the EMS vehicle and has stopped all of the traffic on the 405.

     

    Bobbie: is there anyone in the truck and casualties.

    Joel: there is a few bumps and bruises on some of the workers and the patient that was in the truck, but no word yet on casualties, EMS where actually transporting a patient to the hospital. As you can see the lights to the ambulance are still light up.

     

     

    Carmen: Oh my god (she couldn’t believe it) Shane, that’s Sloan’s truck number

    Shane: what?

    Carmen: she is working on that route. I got to call her. That’s her truck.

     

    Joel: Bobbie we just learned that there is and EMT worker trapped inside of the vehicle. She is pinned between the steering wheel, and the driver’s seat.

     Carmen: I have to call her.

     

                 Carmen sent Sloan five text messages. No response no answer. She left her a voice mail.

     

    Carmen: hey, Sloan honey when you get this call me please. I am watching the news right now.

    Shane: she will be fine, she got out. I know

    Carmen: I hope so.

     

    Shane: come on let’s do something else. Like….. (Grabbing Carmen)

    Carmen: Shane, I can’t… I’m too worried. And how are you supposed to tell Jenny where you were? If the 405 is blocked

    Shane: well, I will tell her that I was at a friend’s house.

    Carmen: O my god, this is bad.

     

              Carmen kept her eye glued to the T.V so did Shane.

     

     

    Alice: hey, Tasha do you want to go to Carmen’s house. At least we can go over the plans for the party, because I know Tina or Bette won’t be around

    Tasha: can’t the 405 is backed up. Don’t you watch the news?

     

     

    Bette: Tina it’s me babe, I’m stuck on this god forsaken place of a highway. Call me when you get this.

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