Rescuers, arriving at the scene, were greeted by the mangled door.
When they pried it open, their faces registered sheer astonishment.
Conventional wisdom held that in a crash, a driver's instinct might swerve the vehicle. Contrary to that, the driver in front of them had done the opposite and taken the impact head-on.
Leonel's thighs were drenched in blood, the crimson stark against the grey fabric of his suit, a grisly sight.
His legs, trapped and immobile, continued to bleed. Propped against the seat, Leonel's voice was faint. “My wife, my daughter-where are they?"
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