The Supposed Death of Detective Steve Sloan
Chapter one
Steve's Death
"Hi, Jesse," Amanda called. "Hi Amanda." Jesse said. 25 year old Jesse Travis had been working at community General hospital for two years while 29 year old Amanda Bentley had been working there for five.
"Dr. Jesse Travis to Emergency immediately, Dr. Jesse Travis to Emergency." They heard the speaker say. "Oh got to go." Jesse said and ran off.
"What do you got!" asked Jesse as he came running in. "Detective Steve Sloan, gun shot wound to the chest, he's coded on us three times already." Said the paramedic.
Bepepepepepepepepepe, "Steve's coding again," Jesse shouted, so loud that the whole floor could have head him.
"Clear! Shock, nothing, "Clear!" Shock nothing, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep, "Clear!" "Jesse! He's gone."
"Hi, Jesse," Amanda called. Jesse lifted his head up and Amanda saw his tears. "Jesse what's wrong?" Amanda asked.
"I tried to save him but it was just too deep, he.....he.....he.....he died." "Who died?" Amanda asked in a panicking voice. "It's....... It's Steve he's ....................dead!!" "Oh my gosh." Amanda started crying. "Does Mark know?"
"No," Jesse said in a sob. He need's to know. "Will you help me tell him?" Jesse asked." O.k..." They walked to Mark's office. "Mark?" Amanda called. "Oh, Hi. What's wrong?" Mark asked. "Mark its Steve he's been shot.................... There's nothing we could have done." "What," Mark cried. "They won't let any information out." Said Jesse.
Mark started to walk away when Steve's partner walked up. "Mark I'm so sorry," the detective said. "Is there anything I can do?" She asked. Mark walked off not answering her question.
Chapter one
Steve's Death
"Hi, Jesse," Amanda called. "Hi Amanda." Jesse said. 25 year old Jesse Travis had been working at community General hospital for two years while 29 year old Amanda Bentley had been working there for five.
"Dr. Jesse Travis to Emergency immediately, Dr. Jesse Travis to Emergency." They heard the speaker say. "Oh got to go." Jesse said and ran off.
"What do you got!" asked Jesse as he came running in. "Detective Steve Sloan, gun shot wound to the chest, he's coded on us three times already." Said the paramedic.
Bepepepepepepepepepe, "Steve's coding again," Jesse shouted, so loud that the whole floor could have head him.
"Clear! Shock, nothing, "Clear!" Shock nothing, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep, "Clear!" "Jesse! He's gone."
"Hi, Jesse," Amanda called. Jesse lifted his head up and Amanda saw his tears. "Jesse what's wrong?" Amanda asked.
"I tried to save him but it was just too deep, he.....he.....he.....he died." "Who died?" Amanda asked in a panicking voice. "It's....... It's Steve he's ....................dead!!" "Oh my gosh." Amanda started crying. "Does Mark know?"
"No," Jesse said in a sob. He need's to know. "Will you help me tell him?" Jesse asked." O.k..." They walked to Mark's office. "Mark?" Amanda called. "Oh, Hi. What's wrong?" Mark asked. "Mark its Steve he's been shot.................... There's nothing we could have done." "What," Mark cried. "They won't let any information out." Said Jesse.
Mark started to walk away when Steve's partner walked up. "Mark I'm so sorry," the detective said. "Is there anything I can do?" She asked. Mark walked off not answering her question.
