“How ya doin’, buddy?”
He was having trouble breathing, but he already knew the cop was driving as fast as he dared to get him to Saint Joseph’s. “Hurts like hell,” he managed to gasp.
The officer glanced at him through his rearview mirror. “Five minutes. Tops. Hang on.”
Rich stared out the side window as the city sped by. The revolving light on top of the car flashed a kaleidoscope of red on the storefront windows. He also saw his own reflection looking back at him. His human self. He’d had to change into his human form in order to fit into the back of the squad car so he could be taken to the hospital. Another officer was already taking Rose to the emergency room. They weren’t too far ahead of him.
He’d given the first cop to arrive a quick rundown of the circumstances. The man had q
