Steam was starting to rise from the two bodies when Lori Clayton arrived at the edge of the marsh just after 11:30 Saturday night. "Lori, Lori, I can't find a pulse," one of the cops at the accident site yelled out when he saw her. Clayton, an emergency-medical-team worker, quickly made her way through the darkness and into the mud. "These guys were still hot," she recalls. She did a pulse check. Nothing. And then she looked at her hands: they were covered in blood. A few yards away was shattered glass, but the car did not appear to have hit...
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