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#EMERGENCY

I pulled over. We all did. Without a second thought. You hear those sirens. You see those flashing lights. You know one day it could be for you. For someone you love. And you hope.

Today, though, maybe it’s for someone else. Like...

The emergency vehicles scream by. And here he comes, following. The Opportunist. The Slipstreamer. First behind them. Cannoning along the path they cleared.

And you know, somehow, that he will be next.