<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos couldn't believe his own eyesight when Lea staggered towards him and threw his arms around him. With her wound she should be laying on a stretcher by now.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"You're okay! I was so worried. What happened? Did you get a confession? Did you get hurt? Maria was awake when she left. She said she loved you..."</span> <br/><br/>Carlos glared at all the officers and paramedics standing around there. How could they allow Lea to get up? All his anger he had felt for Ralph now got directed towards those people.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"What is this here? Some halloween picnic and you guys believe that the red thing on her is some fake blood? Where did you learn your job? Why is she not patched up by now? All you guys can't handle a little girl like her? Damn, do I have to do everything here by myself?"</span> <br/><br/>He quickly lifted Lea on his arms and carried her over to a stretcher, where he put her down and held her down, when she wanted to get up again.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Carlos, I..."</span><br/><br/>Carlos put his finger on her lips and silenced her, before Lea could continue in some rant.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"You, honey, will get your punishment for being unreasonable later at home, once you are patched up. If I would have known that you continue to run around here, I would have knocked you out cold earlier. Damn, Lea, you want to die under my hands here? Who shit in your brain that you refused to let the paramedics look after you? Yes, I got all I needed from him, although some people won't like to hear it. But what is it worth if my partner is some thick-headed dumbass, who believes that it makes me happy to see her running for me when I hoped that she is already in hospital? Or do you want to make Maria happy by dying a martyr death?"</span><br/><br/>Two paramedics finally started to work on her and Carlos followed the stretcher to the ambulance. Simmons stepped in his way with his usual arrogant face. <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Carlos, we need a report. You have to come with us to the station..."</span><br/><br/>Carlos shouldered him away and took the arm of Renea, pulling her with him and helping her into the ambulance.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"There will be a report, but not to you. Ask the commissioner and chief Kalinowski to come to the hospital and they will get my report there."</span><br/><br/>Carlos entered the ambulance and the driver closed the door into the face of Simmons, before the ambulance started moving.</div>