Biker Collapsed in Front of My Store Shaking and Cops Told Me to Leave Him There

Frank got back in the cruiser. The younger one stood there for one more second, then followed.

They pulled out of the lot slow. No lights. No sirens. Just gone.

The ambulance arrived four minutes later.

The biker’s eyes opened just as the paramedics were loading him onto the gurney.

He grabbed my wrist. His grip was weaker than a child’s but he wouldn’t continue reading …