<strong>Roderick, Saturday</strong><br/><br/>He may have lacked in any medical expertise but even to him it was obvious that it was too late for the poor girl.  Roderick got back up to look at the two people approaching him.  The streetlamp going out meant that it took sometime for his eyes to adjust before he could see who they were.  "It's looks pretty bad, I hope the ambulance gets here pretty soon."  Roderick walked closer to the man.  "In the meantime, I guess we'll have to stay here until they arrive."<br/><br/>He studied the man trying to commit his face to memory since he was now responsible for a death no matter how accidental it was.  Roderick suspected that if he told the whole truth, the man would try bolting for it.