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@Jay Kalton

About the time the alarm went off was when Joel knew it was time for him to make his exit. He didn’t like splitting cars on the bike, but the entire area was about to be impassable for several hours at the rate things were going. The helicopter hadn’t moved and he could hear sirens in the distance. He shot his coffee cup into a waste-bin and grabbed his backpack, momentarily surprised by its weight. He had nearly forgotten about the starter. Dammit. He thought. He now really didn’t feel like fooling around with that old man’s work-truck when he got back to the shop after all this drama. To top it off, as he began to slink away, a sprinkler soaked girl in a blue dress shot him the stink-eye apparently for still being dry. Fuck her and her fucking jazz night was his initial thought when he caught her sharp gaze. Some bum seemed to be trying to creep and help her out at the same time and that was fitting enough.

Crossing back across the street at a healthy stride, he ducked under the tail rotor amidst the commotion and a burly security guard barked at him for being too close to the helicopter. Joel shot the man the finger and kept walking. His anger was beginning to boil. He kept a large 35mm wrench in his backpack whenever he rode his motorcycle and it wasn’t for working on cars. He stepped up to the sidewalk aiming to round the corner when something struck his lower leg hard. Holy fuck, ouch! He looked down to see a full can of cheap beer spinning away with foam spraying apparently opened by his fibula. He glared and looked around, but his expression lightened a little when he saw the mortified woman that launched the shot. She was taller than most, which he liked and wore a sleek blue top in a soaked outfit that may have once been well-put-together. “Damn, you could have at least hit me with something expensive.” He said. The crowds were unruly and he wasn’t slowing down to talk trash, “C’mon if you want to get out of this shit-show.” He said nodding in the direction he was travelling

SOL CITY FIRE & RESCUE

The veterans of Ladder Company 5, SCFD were busily beating a path through Riverside. Sirens blared and traffic slowly parted allowing one firetruck followed by an ambulance from Sol Memorial to pass through. Their progress was steady and when the first foreign barricade was reached, they simply pushed it out of the way in spite of protests from a black-suit clad security detail. The Captain on duty almost hadn't believed it when dispatch reported a large helicopter blocking the path to the source of the call. He grinned when he saw the polished metal corporate chopper placed exactly as described. They'd never pushed a helicopter with the truck.

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