Understanding washed over me when she turned her face to the sky. I glanced at Hodgins and knew he was seeing it, too. We’d had it wrong. But no one could blame us.
The call had been a replay of countless others, and when you’ve been in this business long enough you know better than to look too deep. The ones who wanna get close, the guys who try to dig below the surface? They don’t last long. But me an’ Hodgins, we’d been doing this a long time, and like I said we’d responded to that sort of call more times than either of us could remember.
We were the second medic team on scene that night, but based on the call from dispatch we didn’t anticipate transporting anyone. It was a night for the Coroner’s vans and the Forensics team. We were just a line on a checklist. The first team was standing near the front of their vehicle, talking to a cop, when we pulled up. Their breath steamed in the flashing lights from the cruisers. It looked cold as hell out there.
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