Chapter 91

BOOMERANG

Everywhere fell silent. The humid air became stiff. The chiming sound of the police siren had completely ceased alongside the revving engine of the ill-fated black Jeep. Only the faint chirping noise of birds singing and flapping their wings from a distance filtered into Caleb's ears.

He groaned and opened his eyes. There was pitch darkness everywhere. As he tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness, suddenly, a big flashlight from outside was pointed at him; its illumination sparkled against the windscreen.

Caleb squinted his eyes and attempted to shield them from the blinding light using his right hand. But he found he could not move it.

"Oh, shit! My hand..." he grunted.

Something was pressing hard against his hand. It felt moist and warm but solid. He struggled to free himself all to no avail. Then he paused and tried to recollect where he was. A pang of nagging headache hit him with the effort.

Caleb lay still seeing as any movement he made only brought him pain. B
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