Just then after I got out of my car so the officers could use it as blockade with their car and waited I started to get a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach as if something bad was about to happen. I fell in behind the cars like the two officers debating on if I should've grabbed my own gun from under my seat. Just then a familiar voice chimed over the radio.
"Where the hell is that bus?" snapped the voice "I need a high priority on that bus."
Yet there was no response. Something wasn't right, I've listened to Marcus' radio before the EMTs should be responding. My heart began to race and my paws to shake. If Lt. Squirrel was on the scene then something bad had happened.