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Lorcan turned, angled himself, and began to climb down. Riley pulled at him. “Don’t! Let me call for help,” Riley said.
“It’ll be too late. With this wind, the car will slip off the rock at any second,” Lorcan said and continued his descent.
“You can’t hold the car back with your bare hands!”
“I’ll pull him out.”
“That’s crazy, Lorcan!”
He ignored Riley and kept climbing down. It didn’t take him long to reach the ledge. It was large enough to hold maybe half a car and maybe four people. He could see his father trapped in the dangling car.
“Father!”
His father opened his eyes and turned to look at him. He blinked a few times as if to make sure it was really Lorcan who was standing beside the car.
“Hang on, Father, I’m going to get you out. Can you undo your seatbelt?” he asked a
