Howard knocked on the door as he used his key to come in, “Found the car and the noise you heard, Craig. They slammed into the mailbox and took out part of the existing old fencing. The front-end of that Honda Accord is trashed, hit dead center on the cement stone post.” Howard poured himself more coffee and said, “When are these guys going to learn Jack’s not their friend. Truthfully Craig, you, me, Blackie and Joey are the only sane ones in the bunch of our whole Corps Group.”
“Howard, Craig you better come here!” Carla cried out “Something’s wrong with Mark!” Craig came running to the staircase knowing Carla still had her phone in her hand “Call 911 Carla.”
Howard quickly knelt down to Mark “He’s hurt from the accident the fall only knocked him out. Don’t move him.” “I hear the siren!” Carla said.
“Carla, call Paula’s cell. See if they are here or home. NO, cancel that. I’m driving over to his folks. Be back shortly. Craig, call the sheriff to report the accident and see if you can get Tim back here.” Howard commanded as he ran out the door, the Hummer speeded down the drive.