In the Frame by Dick Francis

Author:Dick Francis
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fiction, Horse racing, General, Action & Adventure, Mystery & Detective
ISBN: 9780671507541
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 1984-04-02T19:11:57.445348+00:00

10

They simply walked up to me, one from in front, one from behind.

They reached me together. They sprang into action like cats. They snatched the dangling room key out of my hand.

The struggle, if you could call it that, lasted less than five seconds. Between them, with Jik’s type of strength, they simply picked me up by my legs and armpits and threw me over the balcony.

It probably takes a very short time to fall two storeys. I found it long enough for thinking that my body, which was still whole, was going to be smashed. That disaster, not yet reached, was inevitable. Very odd, and very nasty.

What I actually hit first was one of the young trees growing round the staircase. Its boughs bent and broke and I crashed on through them to the hard driveway beneath.

The monstrous impact was like being wiped out. Like fusing electrical circuits. A flash into chaos. I lay in a semi-conscious daze, not knowing if I were alive or dead.

I felt warm. Simply a feeling, not a thought.

I wasn’t aware of anything else at all. I couldn’t move any muscle. Couldn’t remember I had muscles to move. I felt like pulp.

It was ten minutes, Jik told me later, before he came looking for me: and he came only because he wanted to ask me to buy a lemon to go with the Cinzano, if I had not gone already.

‘Jesus Christ Almighty,’ Jik’s voice, low and horrified, near my ear.

I heard him clearly. The words made sense.

I’m alive, I thought. I think, therefore I exist.

Eventually, I opened my eyes. The light was brilliant. Blinding. There was no one where Jik’s voice had been. Perhaps I’d imagined it. No I hadn’t. The world began coming back fast, very sharp and clear.

I knew also that I hadn’t imagined the fall. I knew, with increasing insistence, that I hadn’t broken my neck and hadn’t broken my back. Sensation, which had been crushed out, came flooding back with vigour from every insulted tissue. It wasn’t so much a matter of which bits of me hurt, as of finding out which didn’t. I remembered hitting the tree. Remembered the ripping of its branches. I felt both torn to shreds and pulverised. Frightfully jolly.

After a while I heard Jik’s voice returning. ‘He’s alive,’ he said, ‘and that’s about all.’

‘It’s impossible for anyone to fall off our balcony. It’s more than waist high.’ The voice of the reception desk, sharp with anger and anxiety. A bad business for motels, people falling off their balconies.

‘Don’t… panic,’ I said. It sounded a bit croaky.

‘Todd!’ Sarah appeared, kneeling on the ground and looking pale.

‘If you give me time…’ I said. ‘… I’ll fetch… the Cinzano.’ How much time? A million years should be enough.

‘You sod,’ Jik said, standing at my feet and staring down. ‘You gave us a shocking fright.’ He was holding a broken-off branch of tree.

‘Sorry.’

‘Get up, then.’

‘Yeah… in a minute.’

‘Shall I cancel the ambulance?’ said the reception desk hopefully.

‘No,’ I said. ‘I think I’m bleeding.

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