Rescued

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Narrated Portia fainted on the side of the road, cars keep passing by people too as they thought she was one of the homeless kids living on the streets. Not far from where she laid people who work in construction were standing there waiting for their trucks to pick them up so they can go to work. A truck comes and stops next to them and they start climbing in, one of the guys who was late comes running but stops and turns back to look again, he sees that it's a girl laying there, his colleagues start calling for him to hurry up and his conflicted on whether to leave her there or try and help her. His colleagues call him once again as the truck was about to leave, he leaves Portia there and runs towards the truck but passes the back where his supposed to get in and goes to the driver of the truck who is a middle aged white man around his 40's " are you not working today Richard?" he asked him " no it's not that but there is a girl laying on the side of the road and i think she needs help" he says anxiously "I have no time for prostitutes Richard" he says with no care in the world. "But boss she seems way too young to be a prostitute i really think she needs help." he says hoping that will convince him. " So what am i, an ambulance driver? Am in construction in case you didn't notice. Call an ambulance for her and get in we are getting late." he said and Richard sigh. " i won't work today boss i will go with her to the hospital just to see if she's okay and maybe try to find her relatives." he said hoping he understands. " While you go and do your social work i will find someone to replace you" that got Richard agitated, he needs this job. " But..." he rolled up his window while driving off leaving Richard there with his colleague calling his name as the truck moved.
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