Room At The Inn (The Jeff Resnick Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
Sound registered first—a hissing noise. The radiator? The car listed at almost a forty-five degree angle. I hung from my seat belt and shoulder harness like a snagged parachutist. It had kept me from going through the windshield, but my neck and chest were on fire, and my insides felt jumbled, like they'd gone through a Cuisinart. The interior of the car was dark, but the beam of the left headlight cut a narrow shaft through the darkness outside. "Maggie?" I croaked. There was no movement from the seat beside me. I grasped her elbow. She didn't react. "Maggie!" The driver's door was wrenched open, the dome light flashing on. "Jeff? Jeff, are you all right?" I moved my head and winced. "Rich?" "Are you okay? Is anything broken?" "Get me out of here." I struggled with the seat belt but it wouldn't release. "Hold on. Let me make sure you're all right before—" "I'm okay—Maggie's hurt!" He grabbed me by the waistband of my jeans, reached around me and wrestled with the seat belt latch, then hauled me out before I could fall onto Maggie.
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