Timothy and Debbie listened to the police radio while Debbie was driving the car around the town. It was a quiet evening and Timothy was playing with his camera.
"A fire truck has crashed with a car at Winston street.."
Debbie hit on the brakes and turned the radio louder.
"... it looks like the passengers are seriously injured or dead.."
"You hear that Debbie? Let's quickly go to Winston street so we can get good shots before others arrive!
Debbie nodded and made a quick U-turn. The town they lived in wasn't that big, Timothy and Debbie had a hobby to look for accidents to get photos. For fun and for media. Neither of them had a real job, but they could get some gas and food from the payments on sold photos.
Not everyone appreciated their job though. Police, fire department and paramedics were always pissed with them. They didn't mind though, as they were not actually hurting anyone.
"Odd that we hadn't heard anything about a fire if the firetruck was out in the traffic"
"I told you to focus on the radio instead of playing with the camera all the time!" Debbie gave an angry look at Timothy.
"You remember that one time when we got on the site and the camera ran out of batteries?"
"Well I told you I'm sorry, no point of being upset about that any more."
They getting closer to Winston street. It was an industrial area, really quiet on a Saturday evening. All the factories were dark, even though most of them had some lights outdoors. Debbie was driving slowly so they wouldn't miss the scene, even though it wouldn't be easy to miss a fire truck.
They saw a single stopped police car in the distance.
As Debbie was closing in, Timothy was setting the camera ready. The police car was parked on the road in the intersection.
"Debbie I can't see the fire truck or the car anywhere. Do you see anything?"
"I can't see a thing. The police car can't be too big to block everything."
A policeman stepped outside from the car and lifted his arm up, signing Debbie to stop in front of him.
Debbie stopped the car in front of the policeman, in the middle of the intersection.
"Debbie, what is happen..."
Timothy couldn't finish his sentence as a big fire truck rammed their car in high speed. Debbie and Timothy had a tiny car, so the car just flew in front of the fire truck. It didn't stop before it was crushed between the fire truck and a factory wall.
"Wow, that was harsh. Hey George, you can call the ambulance now." The policeman shouted to his partner who was still sitting in the car. The fire truck backed from the wall and the man driving the fire truck gave the police a thumbs up.
"Well done guys, that was a clean hit. If that didn't get rid of those fuckers, nothing can do that"
