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His next as just a whisper "Charley," he said It took hiulfedas Uncle Bob rushed tonone, he holstered his gun and knelt beside od, honey, what did he do?"

"He was really lowed in the distance The patrol car was co in

"Got it" He pulled the metal wire off my wrists and helped me stand so I could pull upmy panties into place, then my jeans as hot tears of humiliation slid down my face "Your back," he said, but I shook my head

"My shoulder hurts worse"

"Why do you sasoline?" But he’d spotted the torch alasp escaped hi at

"It’s dislocated Can you fix it?"

"What? No, honey"

"Please," I said as the cop car pulled in beside Uncle Bob’s SUV "I saw you do it to that other cop once I know you kno"

"Sweetheart, you have no idea what kind of daainst the railing"

"Detective?" the patrolman said from underneath us I didn’t know hiet the medical examiner out here as well as a few of your closest buddies"

"Yes, sir," he said He’d focused his flashlight on me "Should I call for an ambulance?"

"We’ll need one, yes, after the ets out here"

"What about for her?"

"No," I whispered to hio hoet the ME out here"

"Yes, sir"

"Are you ready?" he askedto take this nice and slow Just relax"

He took my arm, rotated it out, then pulled slowly until h one, the one in nified