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Collision Course, Chapters 3-5

Sasha felt her body being hurled to the right. The impact jarred her to the core and her brain seemed to be sloshing around inside her skull. But the sound…. the sound was almost unbearable. Metal screeching against metal as the two vehicles melded into one. She thought her eardrums would burst.

After what seemed an eternity, the motion of the mass ceased. And after several more seconds, her brain seemed to only be swimming a little. Sasha slowly took a breath only to cough as the pungent powder from the airbag filled her nose. The impact must have been enough to trigger it, even though the collision was not head-on.

She slowly cracked her eyelids open. 'I'm alive ' she mused as though that thought amazed her. She glanced down at her body to take a brief inventory. 'Everything moves.' 'Nothing feels broken.' 'I don't see any blood.' A tentative sense of relief filled her being, until her next thought sent a shiver down her spine. When she finally found her voice, what came out was only a whisper. "Bosco ? "

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Fred held a startled Charlie close, as he stood captivated by the scene before him. When he had finally located Charlie, he realized that they were directly in the path of the oncoming vehicle. He froze and he was certain that they would be killed. Then it seemed as if a miracle had happened. The police cruiser that had been traveling off to the side suddenly lurched into the path of the Chevrolet. The collision was the most terrifying sight that Fred had ever seen. And now there was only an eerie silence. Parents and children stood gaping at the twisted heap of metal that had stopped only a few feet from the far edge of the soccer field.

'A miracle' Fred had thought, but not for those poor officers who were in that car. Fred couldn't believe that anybody could survive that crash. And he couldn't imagine the courage it took for someone to do what these officers had done. But then again, he could. Faith would be that selfless. That's one of the things that scared him the most about her being a cop. He knew that she would give her life to protect the innocent. That was probably his greatest fear. But not many would make such a sacrifice. Boscorelli, his wife's idiot ex-partner, wouldn't do it. He was certain of that. He shook his head and sighed , thanking God that Faith was working the desk today.

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Sully sat in shocked silence. He had seen what was about to happen just in time to slam on his brakes. The driver of the Impala never even hit his brakes until seconds before he slammed into the driver's side of the other police car. Sully's own RMP slid to a stop just a few yards behind the Impala's final resting place. It was difficult to tell where the Impala ended and where the cruiser began. He finally tore his eyes from the sight, glancing over to see his partner sitting with a silent stare.

"Davis" "Davis! "

" Huh" was all that Davis could muster.

"Come on." Sully knew they had to approach the accident regardless of how horrified they might be by what they saw. He wasn't sure about the Impala's driver, but he was pretty sure about the driver of the RMP. It would be a miracle if they were alive, and Sully didn't believe in miracles.

"Sul?" Davis questioned.

"What?" Sully responded, his voice soft.

"That's 55-David."

Sully looked at the cruiser again, or what was left of it. When he saw that Davis was right, his breath caught. He briefly wondered which of the two would have been driving today. But then he realized that only one of them would have been crazy enough to do what they just did. 'Bosco'

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Sully keyed his radio. "55-Charlie to Central, we're going to need backup and supervisor at this location. Suspect's vehicle has been involved in a high-speed collision with a police vehicle. Requesting Fire and Emergency to this location forthwith." "I repeat. We have officers involved in a MVC at this location. Requesting assistance forthwith."

"Central to 55-Charlie, verify your location please."

"We're in Huntington Park at the soccer fields, Central."

"10-4 Charlie, backup and supervisors are in route. FDNY has been notified."

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Faith's heart seemed to stop momentarily when she heard the latest transmission from 55-Charlie. She saw Cruz running out the door and then Lt. Swersky close behind her. "Lieutenant! Sir!"

Swersky spun around. "WHAT?" he shouted a little more harshly that he intended. His face softened when he saw Faith standing before him.

"Can I go with you, Sir?" Seeing the look of confusion on the lieutenant's face, she added " My son was playing soccer at that park this afternoon, Sir."

" Kingsley, can you handle the desk by yourself?" Swersky asked the remaining officer.

" Sure, Lieu." Kingsley replied.

"Come on, Faith."

As they exited the precinct doors, Faith noticed Maritza Cruz screeching out of the parking lot just ahead of them.

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With his weapon in hand and Davis close behind, Sully approached the driver's side of the suspect's vehicle. He only had to glance at the suspect to realize that he was no longer a danger to anyone. He had not been wearing his seatbelt and had been hurled into the steering wheel and windshield. It appeared that the steering column had broken from the impact.

He holstered his weapon and hurried around to the passenger side of the RMP. Glancing through the window, he noticed Sasha. He gently opened the door and knelt down beside her. She was shaking slightly and had tears rolling down her cheeks. But other than that, she looked relatively unharmed. He hesitated a moment and then glanced beyond her. Bosco was draped over the airbag and steering wheel with his right arm hanging limply at his side. His head was turned toward the driver's side so Sully could not see his face. He wasn't moving. And Sully couldn't tell if he was breathing from that distance.