"Yeah, I'm fine..." Jennifer rubbed the base of her neck where the seatbelt had dug into her skin as a result of Nate's sudden brake. It wasn't too serious, and at most, it would leave a small-sized rash for a day or two. She looked behind her to where she presumed the stranger was lying dead, but she couldn't see a damn thing. 

"No, we're not leaving him like this," she added, shooting Vin a dirty look. "The least we can do is call 9-1-1 using the guy's phone. If he's not dead, then I'm not going to be an accomplice to murder...regardless of what they think I've already done." Without waiting for a response, she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. Jennifer looked around for a moment to make sure no one else was nearby, then she walked behind the car to check on the guy. 

Sure enough, he wasn't moving, but that didn't mean he was dead. She got down on one knee and used two fingers to check for a heartbeat on his wrist. She didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. 

"He has a pulse." Jennifer placed his hand down and stood up, wiping off her hands. "And he's also sticky..." She made a face before walking to the back of the vehicle to take off the extra layer of clothing she had on. She then placed the uniform shirt and pair of pants in the trunk and walked around to stand over the stranger again.

"Well, what do we do?" 

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