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Оглавление“Just get me out of here...please.”
Alisha’s car was mere inches away from what looked like a sizable drop-off into a ravine.
“I’ve got you,” Nathan said. “C’mon, take my hand.”
She nodded. “My bag.”
“Okay, grab it. But careful.”
She lifted the big businesslike leather bag and handed it to him.
“Turn slowly toward me, okay?”
She nodded, the car rocking with each movement and slipping another inch against the old tree trunk.
Nathan’s breath caught. That old stump wouldn’t last much longer.
“On three,” he said. “One, two...three.”
He tugged her up and out and then pulled her away from the now-shaking car. With a groan, the car’s front right fender scraped against the rock before sliding over the edge of the ravine and crashing down below.
The sound of metal breaking apart echoed out over the hills.
“Are you all right?”
Alisha let out a long, shuddering sigh. “I could have died if you hadn’t come along...”
