"She looked at Mad Rogan. "What did you do?" Mad Rogan opened his mouth. She turned to me. "What did he do?" "He got hit by a car," I said. The woman pivoted back to Mad Rogan. "Why in the world would you do a stupid thing like that?" Mad Rogan opened his mouth again to say something. "Don't you have an army of badasses to keep this exact thing from happening?" "I..." The woman turned to me. "What kind of car was it?" "An armored Escalade," I said. "Well, at least it was a nice car." She turned to Mad Rogan. "Who would want to ruin their nice car by hitting you with it?" Mad Rogan sucked in a slow breath and let it out. "Got you in the ribs, huh?" The woman waved. "Load both of them up." "I can..." Mad Rogan started. She pointed to a stretcher. "Down." Mad Rogan lay down on the stretcher."