Фотоальбом "Wild Berry", с кармашками (Q576218)

Vito dove for his life when he realized the driver was not going to stop; he hit the sandy side of the road and rolled over and down into some wild berry bushes. In pain, he cursed the driver and Ellen – Ellen, especially – while, at the same time, he felt the cold tendrils of fear wrapping around his mind and body. Billy's fury was already terrible to behold; he had sworn to kill Vito and Cash both if the girl got away. From the look on Billy's face, there was no doubt that the gang leader meant it. The little convict wanted to weep, to run. He climbed painfully to his knees, praying to his own special God that the car would miraculously run out of gas or have an accident right now. Instead, he saw the lights of the automobile rushing toward the dawn of a new day. In the back seat, Ellen fought to surface to consciousness. Dimly, the flickering images of memory came to her like brilliantly etched cameos. Then, feeling the warm fur of the German shepherd beside her, the painful cuts on her bare feet, and the leather seat comforting beneath her, she momentarily came to again ...»