Chp 127 - Like A Rag Doll

Adam threw out his arms to protect his head as the truck tumbled over and over again.

Lisa’a scream accompanied the crashing sound of the truck.

The tools in the toolbox tumbled out, and Adam felt a sharp sting as something struck his arms.

Another sharp cry rang out just before the truck stopped at a precarious position near the bend of the road.

Adam raised his head to see Layla holding on tightly to the door with one hand, with her other hand tightly cinched around the neck of the steering wheel.

Her legs were splayed over the compartment divider, almost touching the roof of the truck.

She blew her mahogany mane out of her face as she turned her head towards Adam.

Adam could see a cut above her brow.

“Is…”

The scream came again, more agonising this time around.

She turned her neck sharply towards the source and winced with pain as Adam scrambled up from where he was thrown across the dashboard.

He felt a sharp pain on his back where the truck's front glass had broken against his ba
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