He did not identify the woman, but Mymy Nhan, 65, was identified as the only person shot in the parking lot.
A fire dispatcher pressed for details, asking if the wounded woman could speak.
“My, can you talk to me?” the caller pleaded. “No, she cannot talk.”
The dispatcher then asked if she was breathing.
“Oh, no,” the man said. “Maybe she died. I’m not sure.”
He then reported she was bleeding from the head. The dispatcher assured him police and paramedics were on their way.
Five minutes into the call, a police dispatcher, who had remained on the line after connecting the caller with the fire department, asked what kind of car the man was in and told him to wave down officers for help.
“Come here, please. Help!” the man could be heard yelling. “Right here! Right here! Right here!”
The police dispatcher then notified his peer in the fire department there are “several gunshot victims inside.”
“Inside the same car?” the fire dispatcher asked.
The police dispatcher clarified that he meant the business — the dance hall.
After this exchange, some seven minutes into the call, the man could still be heard calling for help.
The police dispatcher told him to keep waving. Eventually, he said, “They’re here. they’re here.”
Nhan, an immigrant from Vietnam who was a regular at the club and loved to dance, was one of the first victims named after the massacre.
Three weeks earlier, she had lost her mother, whom she had cared for, her niece, Fonda Quan, told The Associated Press. She had gone to the club to celebrate with friends and was ready to “start the year fresh.”
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