Benny’s POV
‘Tanner?’ I croak, as I stare in horror at the unmoving child hanging half out of the crushed vehicle, my brain taking a second to catch up with what my eyes are looking at. ‘Tanner!’ I yell louder, everything clicing into sharp focus as I am suddenly fully aware of exactly what I am seeing. I force my protesting body to respond, ignoring the screaming of pain, as I reach up for my seatbelt, my fingers fumbling with the lock beside my hip, that refuses release.
‘Tanner! Get me out of here! Tanner! Eralia!’ I start to yell, fighting to get free but the seatbelt is stuck in place.
I look around me for something to help, spotting the glove box that has been forced open by the crash, my registration, gun and other crap is littered over the roof as I stretch, gritting my teeth th
