Mike Dixon

They got back in and Barry took the wheel again. He
seemed to have learnt nothing from the mishap and drove
as erratically as before. To David‟s relief, the terrain flat-
tened and the going got easier. Then a bridge appeared
across the creek. True to form Barry kept going. The idiot
thought he could defy gravity. This time there wasn‟t a
chance. The bridge was too low to drive under and there
was no way they could stop in time.
David shut his eyes as the van veered to one side and
his world went upside down. They seemed to be flying
through the air. Then a tremendous jolt told him they had
returned to earth. He looked around in stunned amazement.
The van had jumped the bank and was standing squarely on
a road. It was scarcely believable – like hitting a bump, go-
ing halfway to the moon and returning in one piece.
The two men laughed uncontrollably. For some reason
they found the incident amusing. Or was it a release of tension?
David didn‟t care. He felt contempt for them. Despite
being handcuffed, he could have struck out with his free
hand and killed Clive with a single blow. He‟d practiced it a
thousand times in his martial arts classes. But it was no
good killing one and leaving the other.
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