Crash - Ballard James Graham. Страница 27

Using his horn, Vaughan forced the drivers in the slower lanes to back up and let him across on to the hard shoulder. Once free, he set off towards the parking apron of a supermarket built on an elevated deck across the expressway. He peered at me solicitously.

'You've had a hard afternoon, Ballard. Buy yourself a drink in the bar. I'll take you for a drive.'