She needed the seat belt cutter and fast. She always knew it would come in handy someday and now was the time as the car began to drift off of the bridge and into the river below. She’d been cut off by some damn Amazonian and now she was going to pay dearly if she couldn’t get out of this seat belt. The fall was hard and it wasn’t long before the water had seeped inside. Soon it wouldn’t be long before it would fill her lungs and she would die.