"Tim LaHaye - Left Behind Kids 02 - Second Chance" - читать интересную книгу автора (LaHaye Tim)

"Suit yourself. Try it."

Judd put the car in neutral, and Vicki climbed atop the hood. She put her feet on the trunk of the car
ahead and wedged her-self between the two cars. She pushed with all her might, trying to roll the car
backward. It wouldn't budge. Judd openedthe door and put his foot on the floor to help push that way.
Nothing.

"I'm bigger than you are, Vicki. Let me try pushing while you steer."

"I told you I'm not getting in that car, and I'm not. Think of something else."

"Thereis nothing else. What are we sup-posed to do?"
 "Just make sure the wheels are straight, Judd. Then we can both push. So what if it hits those cars back
there? It's not going to move unless we both push it anyway."

Judd couldn't argue with that. Without the engine running, the power steering did not work. Straightening
the wheels of that car was like driving a truck with no power steer-ing at all. It took all of Judd's might to
get the wheels to turn a couple of inches. He had to keep getting out to check whether they were lined
up. When they were straight, he joined Vicki on the bumpers between the cars. With both of them
putting their entire weight and muscle between the cars, the one finally began to slowly roll. Within
seconds it had picked up a little speed, and Judd and Vicki dropped down from their perch on the sec-
ond car. Judd ran to the drivers side and whipped open the door, feeling the tremen-dous weight and
momentum of the vehicle. As it neared the car behind it, Judd jumped in. But before he could apply the
brake or shift into park, the car smashed into the grille of the vehicle behind it.

Now there was barely enough room left between that car and the one pressed up against the wall near
Judd's. What tricky problem might that offer?

Judd noticed that the front tires of the last car were turned sharply to the left. There were no clothes on
the seat. No keys in the ignition. And the doors were locked. "This was obviously being driven by
someone who had just started to turn left toward the exit when he was hit from behind by that other car."

"So he just left?" Vicki said.

"Wouldn't you have? You get hit by a car from behind and plow into the cement wall. You get out to see
what happened and the car behind you gets hit and the car behind that one gets hit. There are no drivers
in the middle two cars, only clothes. The driver of the last car runs off, leaving his keys in it. What would
you do?"

"I guess I might turn mine off, take my keys, and lock my doors too," Vicki admitted.

"I'm going to have to break the window to get into this car," Judd said.

"I don't know much about cars," Vicki said, "but what good will it do you to get into that car if the keys
aren't there?"

"Good point," Judd said. "But somehow I've got to get this car out of the way if we're going to get out of
this parking lot."

Judd and Vicki stood there surveying the situation and sizing up the possibilities.