machinery.
“I just hope this doesn’t end badly.”
I ignored him.
Then the lift began.
The Mercedes slowly rose from the grass.
First, its tires cleared the ground.
Then the entire car hung above the concrete barrier.
Richard watched anxiously.
I stood with my arms crossed, enjoying every second.
And then something changed.
The suspended car began rotating.
At first, the movement was slight.
Then the load shifted farther than expected.
Orson immediately halted the lift.
“Everybody stay back!”
The Mercedes swung toward my house.
I stumbled away from the
