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Blue drew a pattern in the air "The little park--little patch of ground by the river, by the ean to run, heedless of the fact that he ran past the rear of several other businesses and dashed between parked cars and a ht have been hit by onco traffic

He reached the place; he knew it, of course He’d followed the tunnel to its end when he had first arrived He’d checked the hatch, put in by the city years ago

The hatch was unsealed?

It wasn’t just unsealed, it had been thrown open

He turned toward the river There was so another person He raced to the water, digging for his phone, then called Jackson and told hi Then he threw the phone aside and dove into the water

Abby see down She had a young wo hold as she swa, hard strokes, swiht

She seemed startled as he approached her He saw her eyes widen with alarhed her options in fighting off an attacker while preserving the life of the victim He saw the woman she held; she was unconscious--possibly dead A trickle of blood streaure out its source As the water sloshed around them, he saw that the skin on the woman’s wrists was raw and red, badly chafed

She’d recently been bound And she was bleeding--sheto kick away from him

"It’s me, it’s Malachi!" he said

He saw relief flood her face

"I’ll take over," he told her

He had no idea how far she’d swu to know her, she would have

When she nodded, he slipped his arm around the woman’s torso and Abby eased her hold The wo; in fact, the weight of her clothes was enough to have drowned her

The sound of sirens was loud in the night Abby began to swim toward the embankment and he followed River water lapped into his rass pull at his feet But he was there

He saw Jackson leaning over the supporting wall, grasping Abby’s ar on!" Jackson called to him A moment later, he saw paramedics and police divers Twostretcher The rescue teaain and he grasped his friend’s arrateful for the assistance

Abby stood near hi and put his arht air, as well They were both cold, but together, they seemed warmer

They watched in silence as the rescue workers hoisted the stretcher froht up, the EMTs started artificial respiration He listened to the counts as twoto breathe life into the victim

Water suddenly spurted from the woman’s lips

"She’s alive?" Abby whispered

"She’s alive," an EMT said

Malachi saw the river-diluted blood that was s what it signified

Abby began to shake in earnest

Malachi held her htly "Pretty incredible, Abby," he told her "A few led around her She wouldn’t have stood a chance"

Abby looked at hiainst the ashen color of her face

"It’s Helen, Malachi It’s Helen Long And thank God, she’s alive"

Hard to believe how quickly the media arrived on the scene

Or maybe not The newscasters followed calls for police and rescue vehicles

David Caswell moved to keep the media at bay, but before anyone could decide what infor Helen Long had been found, and reporters i up, even while rescue personnel and police worked the scene

Abby stood there shivering, watching it all, grateful for Malachi at her side And grateful that David was shielding theressive--reporters

The situation seerateful; they’d saved a woman

They’d saved a woman she knew