The Five-Year-Old Girl Refused To Release The Dead Biker’s Hand, Even As The Paramedics Tried To Gently Pry Her Away. She Screamed, A Raw, Jagged Sound That Tore Through The Hiss Of Rain And The Crackle Of Police Radios. Her Tiny, Pale Fingers Were Locked Around His Massive, Oil-Stained Knuckles As If She Could Anchor His Soul To The Pavement By Sheer Force Of Will.