Chapter 208 Pronounced Dead

Elaine felt her body being thrown forward along with Joseph's. Then her head was pressed against his chest as he shielded her, and she crashed hard into him. She couldn't tell where on her body she was injured, or maybe she was just too panicked to have any strength left to move. She strained to look ahead. Through the ringing in her ears, she heard the truck's engine roar back to life. Then it reversed and sped away, fleeing the scene. Blood smeared her face, but she couldn't tell if it was hers or Joseph's. Her vision swam with red, making it impossible to read the truck's license plate. Or rather, even if she could see it, it probably wouldn't matter. The plate was probably fake anyway. Too weak to get out of the car, Elaine reached up with trembling hands and touched a large, wet patch of blood on Joseph's head. He had hit the window. Her hand moved lower, feeling beneath his nose. No breath. Panic tightening her throat, she called out in a hoarse whisper, "Joseph? Wake up. Da