How I Learned Never to Assume Anyone Is Unarmed
Reader Judie writes:
I look out the only pane of glass near me that isn’t bulletproof. I’m aware of the K9 officer and his German Shepard sticking close to the triage desk as I take in what small parts of the sky I can see through forty story skyscrapers. The dog is the only one disinterested as I and the rest of the hospital’s “unarmed” security force digest the latest radio call. Local PD/Highway Patrol had just called in to notify us that some thirty or so members of a known biker gang were trailing an incoming ambulance . . .
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