The Poisoners [antikvár]

THE POISONERSThere was no girl, alive or dead. Helm went over tothe car. It was a total loss, smashed and battered intoshapelessness, having rolled down a couple ofhundred feet of hillside before coming to a suddenstop against the black rocks of the shore. It had endedright side up and the top had been ripped off. Therewas nobody inside and no blood on the upholstery.Helm walked to the edge of the rocks and lookeddown. Slow, heavy waves broke into foam twenty feetbelow. Some impulse of anger made him pick up achunk of rock and throw it down at the sea."Help!" The weak voice seemed to come out of thefoot of the cliff. "Who's up there? Oh, please won'tyou help me! Somebody, please get me out of here"