I could hear some of the sounds through Mia’s open telephone connection.

The radio carried the crew’s updates.

I was not in the house; the things they saw would belong in their records, not in mine as observations I had personally made.

They asked about a key without asking Mia to get it.

“Blue flowerpot,” she said.

“The big one by the door.”

The crew found it and notified us they were entering.

Noah would later document the key’s location and the absence of forced entry in the ambulance record.