A Life Debt Repaid novel Chapter 420

Chapter 420

'Please, give me something!'

Beside them, Patrick frowned and opened his eyes with considerable difficulty to see the light.

The person carrying it was behind the light, and he therefore could not see who it was.

Those shaking hands, however, seemed to give him an answer immediately.

"John?" he called out feebly.

John gulped, but he could not say a word.

Patrick in turn tried to move, but he could not muster his strength at all.

At the same time, he was being squeezed against the car's wreckage and could not move at all.

"Cordy!" he called out loudly at the person beside him.

Cordy actually felt light, as if she was floating in the clouds, and she wondered if she was already dead.

Surely one would only feel this light in the afterlife.

But at the next instant, she felt a cumbersome weight and slowly regained consciousness.

Her head and the rest of the body hurt a lot, but she opened her eyes, looking blank when she saw the light.

"Are you alright?" Patrick asked her nervously.

Cordy wanted to speak, but her throat hurt like hell.

She gulped, and it took her a while to squeeze a few words out. "I'm fine. What about you?"

"Me too," Patrick replied and gestured at the light with his head. "John is here, by the way."

Cordy looked blankly over, but she could not see anything because it was too dark in that direction.

"I'm getting you out," John said, his voice quiet and without emotion.

Cordy did not ask why he showed up there, because she was more concerned about staying alive.

John crawled in immediately and crouched beside her to pry off the airbag. He found the seat belt button after much difficulty-only to find it locked tight.

As John firmly pulled at it, Patrick suddenly asked, Does anyone smell that?"

Cordy sniffed, and they were soon trading glances with each other before looking at John, who was still working furiously to unlock the seat belt.

"It's gasoline!" they cried out at the same time.

There must be a leakage from the car's gas tanks!

And after it dropped from so high, the persistent friction would make the gas combustible!

John heard them and clenched his teeth.

Putting his back into it, he finally unlocked Cordy's seat belt.

Because he had been pulling too hard on the belt as well, the sudden release sent him off his feet.

The wreckage of the car creaked loudly, but John was back at Cordy's side at the next instant, holding her tightly and pulling her out from behind the airbag...