SHOTS FIRED!!! SHOTS FIRED!!!

Devin moved fast and pushed Harper down to the patch of grass next to the curb. Above them they could hear more shouting and moving. Devin looked down at Harper He saw the blood on her hand and chest from where he tackled her down and started to panic. "Get a doctor!" He shouted as he started to look where the blood was coming from. With the blood on her hand and chest he immediately feared she had been shot in the chest. 

With every officer having to go through basic medical training he knew pressure on the wound and something to soak blood instead of just push it was needed. Tearing his jacket off and bunched it up as well he could he pressed it against stomach.

Devin couldn't hear if there were any other shots being fired, but the lack of return fire meant it was unlikely. 

"From the parking stricture!" It made the most sense and from where they were facing it was likely the best vantage point for a shooter. "Harper." He said quickly and then again looked around to see if there was anyone coming to help him. "Jesus..." He said when he saw the blood wasn't stopping. He then realized it wasn't her chest but her hand that had been shot. Taking his jacket he wrapped it around and started to tie the arms together.