Алисон Робертс – Melting The Trauma Doc's Heart (страница 8)

‘Did you see it come down?’ Zac dropped his pack near a wingtip and bent to get beneath the diagonal strut that connected the wing to the fuselage of the small aircraft.

‘Yes. It went right in front of my car.’

‘So it was trying to land?’ Zac could see the slumped figure of a man in the cockpit.

‘I think so. It sounded like there was something wrong with the engine. The wheels got caught in the trees. It flipped over right at the last second and there was a bang when it stopped so suddenly.’

Zac wasn’t surprised. The propeller had dug itself deep into the soil. The Plexiglas of the windshield was broken, too, and there were splatters of blood on it. He leaned to look in further.

‘I can’t see any passengers. I think it’s just the pilot.’ He rapped on the side window. ‘Hello…can you hear me? I’m a doctor. We’re here to help you.’

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