Nora's breath came in sharp, shallow gasps as she pushed the unconscious man off her lap. She bent and picked up her phone from his pockets. She dialled the Alric number with her memories but it did not connect like before.
Cursing, she dialled Max hoping he would pick it up at least. Her arms trembled with pain and her chest heaved. black spots danced at the edges of her vision as she tried to sit up. She clutched the broken phone in her other hand, the cool glass biting into her palm as she dragged herself toward the driver's side. The call was cut without being picked up. Could her luck be any worse?
"Stay awake, stay awake!" She kept whispering in her mind, even as the nausea curled tighter in her stomach.
Her fingers fumbled with the keys still in the ignition. The engine had died. She turned it once but it did not work. When she tried again it was a slow churn, but not enough. Her head drooped forward against the steering wheel.
