#Chapter124
Storm
Matt
Greg and I drove to the restaurant when we noticed someone in a car stuck in the ditch.
/"That is Gabe’s car./"
I pulled in front of the car. We got out as Greg ran toward it. I popped the trunk, grabbed tools, then made my way to the car.
I walked up, shocked. Bradley Wilson was helping Gabe from the passenger side.
/"Gabriel!/" Greg said. /"Wake up!/"
/"He’s in shock,/" Bradley said.
Greg moved out of the way as I checked the area. The accident pinned Gabe in the car. I used a metal grip to pry the steering wheel from Gabe’s leg.
/"I need you both to pull Gabe, but carefully. On the count of three,/" I said as they nodded. Bradley grabbed Gabe’s underarms as Greg held Gabe’s legs. /"One. Two. Three./"
They moved him onto the seat. I released the grips as the steering column dropped.
Gabe’s pants had a tear turning a dark red.
