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“Check his pockets.”
It was only his second week as an EMT, but Tyler wasn’t an idiot. He knew to find a patient’s cell phone to find identification. It was just that this guy had been rolled by a semi and there was no way in fuck it was going to be Tyler’s fault that he ended up paralyzed or bleeding out all over the street because he was digging through his pockets.
But his supervisor had the guy on the board with his head and neck strapped down, so he followed the order. The man didn’t move as Tyler wedged his hand into the tight pocket of his jeans. He didn’t find anything so he reached across his body, twisting his wrist uncomfortably as he dug into his other pocket.
“I got it.”
He pulled out an iPhone and pinched the buttons on both sides until the options he needed came up on the screen. He slid the button for Medical ID, his face falling into a frown when he realized how empty it was.
“Guy doesn’t have his name in his phone,” Tyler called out to his boss as he and another paramedic lifted the board, placing the mystery man on the gurney.
“Emergency contact?” his supervisor asked as he tracked the man’s pulse.
“Yeah, just one,” Tyler said, looking down at the phone then back up at his boss. “Somebody named Benson.”
“We gotta move,” the other man said, and they all fell in line, pushing the gurney at a near jog toward the ambulance.
“Rookie!” his supervisor yelled to him as he loaded the gurney into the bus. “Call it! I don’t like his vitals.”
Tyler ran around the side of the ambulance, jumped in the passenger seat, and hit call.