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He really was trying to be helpful, thought Jake. Still, something was bothering him about the information the guy was handing them. It was almost like he was trying to be too helpful.
Jake berated himself for thinking poorly about Larkin, after all, with everything he had witnessed that night it was no wonder that he wanted the bastard caught. At least that was what he had told the detectives. He had even come in voluntarily to answer questions, they didn’t have to ask him to be there.
He let the other team members ask the questions while he quietly made notes. But when Larkin couldn’t, or wouldn’t, get specific enough about which bar he and the mysterious John had picked the girls up in, Jake voiced his dissatisfaction with an impatient sigh and a snort. And he got a disapproving look from his superior for that.
“I don’t remember, we went to several nightspots, I don’t remember which one we were in when we met Holly and Beth. All I know it was somewhere in Westchester.” He whined. Larkin fixed his watery eyes on Jake. “I am so sorry, I really wish I could remember.”
Jake excused himself from the room, he’d get the notes from the rest of the interview from one of the detectives.
Larkin had worked with a police artist and now Jake had a sketch of the perp. He also had a photo of Holly and an artist’s sketch based on a reconstruction of Beth’s face. He sent those pictures over the wire to the local Westchester police along with a list of the clubs Andrew had named. Now if only someone would recognize the missing man and give them some clue as to his whereabouts.
Meanwhile he had pulled several missing persons files on descriptions matching the two girls; sometimes the victim’s identity was an important lead as to who the murderer was. There were a few files that came close, but so far nothing had matched. Jake was suspicious by nature, and in this business it was best to check out everything, so he ran any information he had on Andrew Larkin through the computers as well. The man came up squeaky clean.
It irritated Jake that Larkin didn’t have even a traffic violation on his record. Something about Larkin bothered Jake and he was hoping to find something out about him that would justify his dislike of the other man. He just couldn’t figure it out.
The forensics team had found evidence that the car found at the scene was the same vehicle that had carried the two girls and Larkin. There were inconclusive signs of a fourth person. Only Larkin’s prints were on the steering wheel but that only confirmed the story that he had related to them. The carpeted floor mats were filthy and it seemed impossible to get a clean copy of any shoe prints. The well-worn cloth-covered seats didn’t give up much evidence either.
The team was thorough about collecting any evidence from the car in the hopes that they might get some leads on the identities of the other three occupants. The tires were well worn but scrapings were made from the treads to see if there was any telltale substance that might lead them to a garage, industrial parking lot, construction site or anywhere that Larkin might not have remembered driving to that night.
The lab techs collected shoeprints and fingerprints from all the responding emergency service workers and had diligently weeded those out of the prints found in the cabin. It was time consuming but necessary. Still, although they were able to pick up another man’s shoe prints, they had nothing else to go on.
Curiously neither of the girls seemed to have carried a purse with them, at least they didn’t have one at the crime scene. Both female victims had been dressed in similar gauzy robes with no underwear or footwear. What should have been their normal street clothes were missing and Jake wondered if the absent man had taken those items with him as some sort of perverted souvenir. It wasn’t unusual for the police to find a victim’s personal effects among a killer’s treasured possessions, a trophy collection of sorts.
Without any hard evidence, the trail was already feeling cold. Jake was frustrated at the lack of clues. The crime was definitely one of the more heinous he had ever encountered, he rarely felt as jolted as he did now. He couldn’t explain the strange foreboding he had about this case or the frantic need to solve it immediately.
Final Sin was an
Honorable Mention in the Fiction Category of the 2010 NY Book Festival
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Prologue
Matt was looking down over the dark water as they were being buffeted by the winds.
“It’s always choppy over here,” shouted Tony, the pilot. “You get used to it after a while.”
They had just finished their pre-flight check when they got banged out on an emergency transport job. The patient, a diabetic male in his forties, was in distress after being pinned under a car in a freakish accident. The bulk of the damage was centered on his back after the car fell off of its jack. His urine was filled with blood and he needed immediate transport to a level one trauma center.
North Carolina’s Outer Banks had a reputation for beauty and serenity. Several old fishing villages dotted the barrier islands along with spacious homes and bed and breakfasts. Matt was thinking of taking Sudah and Aden there for a weekend jaunt soon.
Luckily the area was served by a state of the art hospital center so any injured or sick could be treated there without the hour-and-a-half commute a car would need. With a serious trauma, patients could at least be stabilized, and air transportation used to one of the trauma centers inland.
“Have you ever been out here before Matt?” Frank was a thirty three year old critical care flight nurse who had grown up in the area.
“Nope. First time.” Matt had not ventured far from New York where he grew up until he decided to move his family to North Carolina after a job offer from NC Air EMS.
The LZ was lit up on the grounds of the hospital and Tony was preparing to put the chopper down. Matt and Frank remained quiet. All three were communicating through the headsets in their helmets; the sound of the rotor above them would have made it too noisy to talk otherwise.
It was still his first week in the new job and only his second living in the area. It amazed him that Sudah was so supportive even though he practically yanked her and the baby from New York. She stood by him, never questioning his decision and saying goodbye to their friends without even a tear. He was going to do everything he could to make sure this worked.
Matt felt the EC 145 bank hard to the right as Tony brought the bird around. His harness held him securely in the seat. He smiled as he watched the landscape grow bigger and realized that he was finally in his dream job.
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Prologue
Matt was looking down over the dark water as they were being buffeted by the winds.
“It’s always choppy over here,” shouted Tony, the pilot. “You get used to it after a while.”
They had just finished their pre-flight check when they got banged out on an emergency transport job. The patient, a diabetic male in his forties, was in distress after being pinned under a car in a freakish accident. The bulk of the damage was centered on his back after the car fell off of its jack. His urine was filled with blood and he needed immediate transport to a level one trauma center.
North Carolina’s Outer Banks had a reputation for beauty and serenity. Several old fishing villages dotted the barrier islands along with spacious homes and bed and breakfasts. Matt was thinking of taking Sudah and Aden there for a weekend jaunt soon.
Luckily the area was served by a state of the art hospital center so any injured or sick could be treated there without the hour-and-a-half commute a car would need. With a serious trauma, patients could at least be stabilized, and air transportation used to one of the trauma centers inland.
“Have you ever been out here before Matt?” Frank was a thirty three year old critical care flight nurse who had grown up in the area.
“Nope. First time.” Matt had not ventured far from New York where he grew up until he decided to move his family to North Carolina after a job offer from NC Air EMS.
The LZ was lit up on the grounds of the hospital and Tony was preparing to put the chopper down. Matt and Frank remained quiet. All three were communicating through the headsets in their helmets; the sound of the rotor above them would have made it too noisy to talk otherwise.
It was still his first week in the new job and only his second living in the area. It amazed him that Sudah was so supportive even though he practically yanked her and the baby from New York. She stood by him, never questioning his decision and saying goodbye to their friends without even a tear. He was going to do everything he could to make sure this worked.
Matt felt the EC 145 bank hard to the right as Tony brought the bird around. His harness held him securely in the seat. He smiled as he watched the landscape grow bigger and realized that he was finally in his dream job.
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Hipema (Spanish Edition)
EMS Novels Bundle Pack
featuring Final Sin and Hyphema
by Chelle Cordero
El último pecado
El Ayudante del Alguacil, Jake Carson, está a manos llenas… la investigación de un homicidio múltiple brutal, un hijo lleno de problemas y una exesposa rencorosa. Conoce a la joven paramédica de espíritu libre Julie Jennings. Cuando Julie se convierte en el objeto de una obsesión, ambos estarán en peligro…
Hipema
Matt Garratti, paramédico de Nueva York, se muda con su esposa e hijo a Carolina del Norte para tener el trabajo de sus sueños como paramédico de vuelo. Sudah, su esposa pakistaní, recibe miradas frías y comentarios insensibles de sus nuevos vecinos… Matt se pregunta si está siguiendo su sueño o llevando a su familia a una pesadilla de la que tal vez nunca puedan despertar.
El Karma Llegó
¿Crees en el karma? Annie Furman tiene un regalo que le permite, mientras duerme, visitar a la gente cuando lo necesitan, ¿pero quién estará ahí para ella cuando necesite ayuda? El Alguacil adjunto, Dave Tuner, se encuentra investigando una serie de allanamientos de morada y homicidios. No tiene idea de que al resolver estos casos conocerá a la mujer de sus sueños.
It was 1985 and the little town I loved in was horrified at the murder that captured newspaper headlines. The site of the murder was just a few minutes from my home.
Using my EMT skills, I used to work in the infirmary of a local summer day camp in those years. Every day, as I drove to work, I went past the driveway leading to the smokehouse where the victim’s body had been burned beyond recognition. The police caught the murderer and the trial replaced the actual murder headlines.
But each time I passed the mailbox at the end of the crime scene driveway I was filled with an unease, there were nights when the horror at what had occurred there just wouldn’t leave my mind and I would lay awake staring at the ceiling.
When I wrote Final Sin I used a mental image of the crime scene that had haunted my town and I developed a different crime, a crime that included a body that had been set on fire. But that is where the similarity ended…
… Deputy Sheriff Commander Jake Carson has his hands full with the investigation of a brutal multiple homicide, a troubled son and a vindictive ex-wife when he meets young, free-spirited paramedic Julie Jennings. He is immediately drawn to her and finds himself unexpectedly falling in love. Julie finds herself just as drawn to him. When Julie becomes the subject of an obsession, it puts both of their lives in extreme danger… Romance…danger…adventure…suspense…another great Chelle Cordero novel sure to grab readers from many genre!
Final Sin was an Honorable Mention in the
Fiction Category of the 2010 NY Book Festival
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Sünde
einem brutalen Mehrfachmord, sein Sohn hat Probleme in der Schule und er selbst
hat eine rachsüchtige Exfrau am Hals. Er trifft die junge, freigeistige
Notfallsanitäterin Julie Jennings. Als Julie zum Objekt einer Obsession wird,
schweben sie beide in Gefahr …
Verkehrsunfall gerufen, zu jemandem mit Schmerzen in der Brust und zu einem
Krebspatienten, der zur Behandlung ins Krankenhaus musste. Viele der
Gemeinschaften im Norden des Staates New York hatten Notfalldienste unter
Vertrag, um dem bestehenden Rettungsdienst unter die Arme zu greifen und auf
medizinische Notfälle zu reagieren. Ob bezahlt oder nicht, der qualifizierte
Dienst schickte immer Rettungsassistenten, die mit den meisten Notfällen
umgehen konnten. Wenn die Notfallsanitäter ausgesandt wurden, machten ein
weiteres Paar Hände und Infusionen oft den kritischen Unterschied.
Feuerwehrmänner, ehrenamtlichen Rettungshelfer oder Sanitäter darauf
vorbereitet, was sie in diesem abgelegenen Werkzeugschuppen vorfanden. Von
außen wirkte das ergraute Holz friedlich genug, und das eine kleine Fenster war
schmutzverkrustet. Julie dachte nicht, dass sie unter normalen Umständen den
Schuppen eines zweiten Blickes gewürdigt hätte. Aber das hier war alles andere
als normal. Niemand hatte mit der Horrorszene im Inneren gerechnet.
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thriller. Detailed research and characterizations coupled with a break-neck
pace create a hard-to-put-down-read.
through:
Gardners, Chegg , StreetLib, and Google Play
Heart Publishing hat neun Cordero-Romane veröffentlicht: „Bartlett’s Rule”; „His Lucky Charm”;
„Within the Law”; „Courage of the Heart”; „Final Sin”; „Hostage Heart”; „A
Chaunce of Riches”; „Common Bond, Tangled Hearts” und „Hyphema”. Sie arbeitet
derzeit an ihrem zehnten Roman und verspricht ein weiteres, actionreiches
Abenteuer und eine herzerwärmende Liebesgeschichte. Chelle hat den Großteil
ihres Erwachsenenlebens sowohl Romane als auch Sachbücher geschrieben und
arbeitet seit Beginn 2008 mit Vanilla Heart Publishing zusammen.
Howard-Johnsons zehn besten Büchern 2009, „Final Sin“ war unter den ehrenhaften
Erwähnungen in der Romankategorie des NY Buchfestivals 2010 und wurde für den
Pushcart-Preis 2009 nominiert. „Hyphema“ gewann am 9. Dezember 2011 die
Abstimmung zum besten Bucheinband auf der „Shades of Love“-Webseite, „A Chaunce
of Riches“ gewann den D. Renee Bagby-Leserpreis für das beste erste Kapitel im
April 2010 und „Hostage Heart“, „Final Sin“ und „A Chaunce or Riches“
erreichten die Top Zehn in der „Preditors‘ and Readers‘“-Umfrage 2009. Chelle
war auch unter den „50 großartigen Autoren, die man gelesen haben sollte“ 2010,
herausgegeben von The Author’s Show.
Werbeblog auf http://ccepotourri.wordpress.com. Ihre Webseite
http://ChelleCordero.com bietet Informationen zu all ihren Büchern und Auftritten. Blogger und die Presse sind jederzeit in Chelles Medienzimmer auf https://chellecordero.com/media/ willkommen, in dem herunterladbare Fotos und andere Informationen zur Verfügung stehen.
erwachsene Kinder: Jenni (& Jason) und Marc (& Trish). Sie teilen ihr
Heim mit drei schelmischen und verwöhnten Katzen, von denen eine Chelles
Schreibtisch zu ihrem Stammplatz auserkoren hat. Chelle ist als freiberufliche
Journalistin für mehrere Publikationen tätig – ihre Artikel erscheinen
regelmäßig in Nordamerika und sie schreibt als eine Rettungssanitäterin im
Staat New York eine monatliche Kolumne zu Themen der Rettungsdienste im Staat
New York in den „First Responder News“.
Schriftstellerei. Ihr erster Roman soll 2016 fertig werden, aber sie wird stets
von Kurzgeschichten abgelenkt. Ihre Karriere als Übersetzerin begann in der
Videospielindustrie, in der sie ihre Leidenschaft für Videospiele mit ihrer
Liebe zur Sprache verbinden konnte. Wenn Katharina nicht gerade ohne Vorlagen
Figuren von fragwürdiger Qualität häkelt, spielt sie gerne RPGs und
Strategiespiele oder liest, besonders Fantasy, Thriller und humorvolle Bücher.
finish her first novel but constantly distracted with short stories. Her career
as a translator started in the video games industry where she could combine her
passion of gaming with her love for language. When Katharina’s not busy messing
up crochet figures without patterns, she enjoys playing RPGs and strategy games
or reading, especially fantasy, thrillers and humorous books.
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featuring award winning EMS suspense novels by Author Chelle Cordero
Final Sin
Deputy Sheriff Commander Jake Carson has his hands full… investigation of a brutal multiple homicide, a troubled son and a vindictive ex-wife. He meets young, free-spirited paramedic Julie Jennings. When Julie becomes the subject of an obsession, it puts both of them in danger…
Hyphema
Matt Garratti, a paramedic from New York, moves his wife and son to North Carolina to work at his dream job as a flight medic. Pakistani born Sudah, his wife, receives frosty stares and insensitive comments from their new neighbors… Matt wonders if he is pursuing his dream or bringing his family into a nightmare from which they may never wake
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Our brethren in New Jersey were insulted and I am furious.
(an opinion piece by Chelle Cordero)
The National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB) published its findings about the tragic accident which severely injured comedian Tracey Morgan and killed his colleague and friend James McNair last year. Citing various mitigating factors they included an overtired truck driver, lack of seatbelt use, speed, and poor emergency response.
According to the NTSB it took emergency workers 37 minutes to get the van’s occupants out. Investigator Thomas Barth claimed that inadequate training and a lack of appropriate precautions added to the seriousness of the injuries; he later added that New Jersey has no minimum requirement for emergency responder training and certification.
NTSB board member Robert Sumwalt added an insult saying “a cosmetologist in New Jersey has to have more training than an emergency worker.” (Come to think of it, Sumwalt was also insulting cosmetologists by using their training as an inadequate standard.)
For those who are not aware of the extensive skill and training that Emergency Medical Services (EMS) responders go through in New Jersey and all states throughout the United States, here are some of the subjects covered in a Basic EMT class: study of the human body; medical, ethical, and legal issues in emergency medical services; trauma patient assessment; bleeding control method; managing shocks; lifting and moving dead bodies; managing head, spine, and neck injuries; managing soft tissues injuries; respiratory emergencies; environmental emergencies; oxygen administration; applying bandages on wounds; and cardiac emergencies, etc. Since patients usually have not read the “textbook”, EMS responders have to be able to think and act quickly even in the face of danger, hazards and high emotions.
There are various levels of certification; all must start with basic first response training (at least 40-hours). A Basic EMT class includes a minimum of 120-hours of classroom training and practical skills and is a necessary first step for any trained responder. EMT-Intermediate training is an ADDITIONAL 320-hours of training. EMT-Paramedics need to complete another 1000-to-1200-hours of training which is equivalent to a college associate degree in several states. The cost of an EMS education in New Jersey can be more than $6,000.00. And by the way, volunteers wearing an EMT patch receive the same instruction as paid EMS, they are all professionals.
In regard to Sumwalt’s assertion, New Jersey requires cosmetology students to undergo 1200-training hours at an approved school to learn hair cutting, coloring and styling, manicures and pedicures, makeup, and some also learn about care. Cosmetology training is definitely not shabby, but if you are in a accident or suffering an acute illness, you probably won’t be thinking of having you hair done. There is no comparison between the two.
While I was not at the scene of this horrendous accident and I was not involved in the investigation, as a NYS EMT for nearly three decades, I responded to numerous car accidents. Depending on the condition of the vehicle(s), rescue may have involved “cutting a car open” in order to have access to the patient(s) — this process is often timely and could prove dangerous if not done properly. This could easily have accounted for the delayed extrication and transportation to the hospital. While there are rare instances where an EMS response could have done more, it would be an easy bet to say that EMS responders save lives and more often allow for better survival than without their efforts.
Mr. Morgan’s injuries and Mr. McNair’s death are truly tragic. Truck safety on the road needs improvement and corporations need to allow their drivers appropriate time for rest and travel. All vehicle passengers should be reminded to use their seatbelts. All drivers need to recognize when their driving ability is impaired due to fatigue or illness. We need to hope that future tragedies don’t happen.
I really believe that Mr. Sumwalt and Mr. Barth owe EMTs, Paramedics and all first responders an apology. Without our highly trained and skilled EMS responders, whether paid or volunteer, we would suffer many more losses and permanent disabilities.
The writer spent nearly three decades as a proud VOLUNTEER EMT and her family is complete with both career and volunteer first responders. Chelle Cordero is also the author of two EMS-based novels. Cordero writes a monthly column for 1st Responder News.
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