Hit and Run No Escape

Hi My readers and Listeners

Hit and Run, a recently new book is available on Amazon, Kindle and Audible NOW.

Here is a teaser of the beginning:

   Jack felt the crunch as if it was him . . . but it wasn’t. He ran across the road to see what had happened as a white van speed off, a white van with one red rear door , like it was a replacement, but he didn’t get the number,  it had gone too fast. He saw a girl laying there, her body in a distressed position, legs askew, blood trickling down her face. She looked in a bad way.

   Jack fumbled in his pocket and found his mobile. Dialling 999 he looked around for help. But there was none, and the driver and his van had disappeared. It was 9 at night and heavy rain splashed into the gutter. Jack was on his way home after a busy day and could do without this.

  “Ambulance please” he spoke abruptly into the phone. “A girl, run over, looks bad, bleeding heavily. Just in Stephenson Lane. You can’t miss us. Please hurry she looks in a bad way.”

   “Yes. She is breathing and I’m trying to stop the bleeding but I don’t really know what to do. It’s pouring with rain and I’ve got nothing to cover her with except for my jacket and that’s not protecting her.” His words trailed off. The operator spoke to him an, assured him. Gave some simple instructions and words of encouragement.

   Jack kept talking to the girl but she was unconscious and he knew this could mean big problems. Then he heard the welcoming sound.

   Emergency vehicles always turn on their sirens when within hearing distance of their destination, not to warn vehicle drivers, but to calm the casualties or victims and assure them help was arriving fast. Jack heard the siren and knew a paramedic would be there in a couple of minutes. He felt a little relieved but still anxious because the girl lay so still. He had stemmed the bleeding by pressing down on the wound but he didn’t actually know if this was doing any good.

   The ambulance screeched to a halt and the medic leapt out of the vehicle and across to Jack, who was still kneeling over the girl. “What happened?” asked the medic and Jack told her quickly what he had witnessed and how he had treated the girl. “You’ve done well” the medic said and called over to his colleague “Stretcher and neck brace, John”

   The next few minutes were a bit of a haze. These guys knew exactly what to do, of course, and soon the girl was on the stretcher, neck brace in place and inside the ambulance, where the paramedic was giving her his full attention. Jack was inside too. They assumed he knew the girl. And anyway he wanted his clothes back! The driver climbed into his cab and they were off, siren blaring. Sitting in the back of an ambulance, sirens blaring, smoked windows blanking out the night-light, swaying along with no let-up was an experience to the conscious passenger.

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