Free Agent for a Cause (The Agents for Good) by Guy Stanton III

I swung around to go down the side street. The back end of the sedan threatened to outrace the front, but I counter steered it and soon my course was corrected only to have to repeat the steps again as I turned sharply onto the street the light had gone up.
    The ambulance was several blocks ahead and I took off for it. There were blaring horns, as I raced around any obstacle in my path. Passing through an intersection an SUV caught the back corner of the car and spun the sedan completely around.
    My elbow smashed through the driver side window with the impact, as most of the glass of the window landed in my lap. The car lurched forward again as I slammed onto the gas. I reached my hand across to feel Anna’s pulse, it was thready and barely there.
    The ambulance was just ahead. There was an intersection ahead, the light flickered from yellow to red and vehicles began to stop even as more of them came turning into the oncoming lanes. There was no way through!
    “Hang on Anna! Don’t leave me now!”
    I swung the car into the narrow space between the two parallel parked cars along the street. I thought that the front axle of the car broke when it hit the curb of the sidewalk, but we kept going on.
    People dodged out of the way frantically and flattened up against building façades as I drove down the sidewalk heedlessly. I took out a parking meter as I swung back into the street again. The car came down with a loud thump as the front end dragged pavement when we came off the sidewalk curb. I sheered the front corner off of a van and narrowly missed being hit by several other cars, as I dodged through the intersection.
    I roared up behind the ambulance. They weren’t likely to stop for any reason with their lights flashing so I didn’t waste my time. I drove up alongside and brought the driver side door directly over into the front right corner of the ambulance with a crunch of metal and busted headlight glass.
    The driver tried to swing away and avoid me, but I stayed with him herding him toward the protruding bulk of a Greyhound bus parked along the street. The ambulance screeched to a halt and I let the seat back and flipped over into the backseat. With my back against the seat I kicked up with both legs and popped the back window out of the sedan.
    Crawling through I fell over the side of the trunk to the pavement. Gaining my feet I pulled a pistol and held it up as the driver of the ambulance who was swearing a blue streak approached me. Seeing the gun he stopped and his hands drifted upward. I was already moving for the back of the ambulance.
    I threw the doors wide open with my gun prominently displayed. An EMT shrieked in fright as I viewed the occupants of the van. I really hadn’t wanted to endanger someone else’s chance at continued life by stopping the ambulance, but even if it did I’d do it again, if it meant saving Anna’s life. She had come to mean the world to me.
    A boy of about twelve with what looked like a busted forearm stared at me his eyes huge as he focused in on me, especially the gun in my hand as all the pain he was experiencing was completely forgotten for a moment.
    “Sorry kid!” I said by brief way of an apology before addressing the EMT, “Calcium di-sulphate get it now!”
    She quickly got it for me and I ran to Anna’s side of the car. The calcium would neutralize the pantho acid that was triggering a massive heart attack within Anna. I hurriedly injected a full syringe into Anna’s arm.
    I only hoped it wasn’t too late already, as her pulse felt like it was barely registering under the pressure of my finger at her neck.
    “She should be in a hospital mister!” Said the ambulance driver peering over my shoulder at what I was doing.
    I couldn’t have agreed more with him.
    “I can take her along with the boy!” He said.
    I voiced my gratitude and had started to scoop up Anna’s limp body into my arms, when I heard a screech of tires sound out further down the street. That