~ Forty Two ~
“Karen McGuire and Zane Turner,” Karen introduced as the man pulled the door closed behind them. “Malcolm Kinney,” he said and shook both their hands, “One of you is a doctor?” “Afraid not, just a little out-of-date first aid training is all we can offer,” the police office replied. With a shrug, Malcolm started down the hall, “Better than anyone in here is doing, maybe.” He led the others to the apartment closest to the front entry. “This is where the building super lives. He didn’t make it, but his girl is still alive.” He stopped at the door, “She’s pretty messed up though, you might want to brace yourself.” “Oh my God,” Karen gasped as they walked in. Malcolm didn’t pay attention but Turned noticed the tone. “What is it?” “That’s the girl,” her voice was almost a whisper, “Tan
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