Chapter 4 - Emergency Paramedics Rush Into The Historic Building
The heavy oak doors of the chapel burst open just as Caleb carried Elena down the stone entrance steps.
Sirens wailed in the distance, their crimson and white emergency lights painting the rainy parking lot in flashing strokes.
Two local paramedics jumped out of the ambulance with medical bags flying open as they rushed toward the steps.
“Sir, stand back! What happened here?” the lead paramedic shouted, dropping a stretcher onto the wet asphalt.
“She’s alive! She was buried alive, but she has a pulse and she’s breathing!” Caleb yelled over the wailing siren.
The paramedic pressed a stethoscope against Elena’s chest, his professional expression transforming into utter shock within seconds.
“Get the oxygen mask ready right now! Her heart rate is active, she’s in a drug-induced catatonic state!” the medic commanded.
They hoisted the stretcher into the back of the mobile unit while Caleb climbed inside beside them without a second thought.
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Martha watched from the chapel doorway, her hands trembling as she pulled out an encrypted burner phone to make a desperate call.
The ambulance doors slammed shut, sealing the beginning of an investigation that would tear high society apart.
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