Chapter 2 - The Snap of Metal
The aging metal guardrail groaned in agony under the immense weight of the dangling silver sedan.
Sparks showered downward into the dark, churning ocean waves crashing violently against the jagged rocks hundreds of feet below.
Daniel’s fingers hooked desperately into the window frame, his knuckles turning stark white as his muscles screamed from the strain.
“I’ve got you, Clara! Don't let go!” Daniel roared over the howling coastal wind, his face drenched in cold sweat.
Inside the maroon knit maternity sweater, Clara gasped for breath, her wrists still bound tightly by rough hemp rope.
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She looked up through tear-filled eyes, seeing the absolute terror and fierce devotion burning inside her husband’s eyes.
Suddenly, a loud metallic snap echoed from beneath the chassis as the front tires slipped another six inches over the precipice.
