“The fight started, and calls sped up. A boy was hit in the face with a baseball bat. A woman complaining of fatigue turned out to be a heroin addict. Fred had to break down a door to reach a guy who’d been beaten to a pulp. Cars wrecked. Then a call came in. Something about a girl at the mouth of Chacon Creek. Something down by the river. The medics have a saying for nights like this: Se suelto el diablo. The devil is loose.” From California Sunday Magazine: Drownings, shootings, high-speed accidents, immigrants in labor – the life of a border paramedic.