The icy seawater rushed in through the front window of the car, and Enna Clark choked and coughed as it entered through her mouth and nose.
The tremendous impact of the collision and the shock of falling into the water made her head spin, and her throat felt as if it were being cut with a knife.
For a brief moment, she almost passed out.
Enna's limbs were weak and powerless. She shook her head hard, trying to make herself as clear-headed as possible, and began desperately to unbuckle the seatbelt around her...
No, she couldn't die here.
If she were to die in a car accident on the way to find Old Master, that man would not be able to bear it. What if there were a conflict with Old Master? His back injury had just been bandaged, and he couldn't afford to mess around any further.
And what about Bobby? What would happen to him?
Just last time, she had solemnly promised him that she would not let him cry again.