Chapter 67: A CALL FOR HELP - PART 3

Upstairs in the attic, another set of tires crunching on the driveway caught Jake's attention. He stood up again, carefully balancing himself on the open beams and peered down. It was a black sedan. Two men exited the car and walked to the side of the driveway to allow room for the ambulance. Thank God. Maybe his father wasn't dead, and they could save him. He prayed it was true, so he'd have another chance to tell him how much he loved him.