From the Prolog
*****************************
They made their way cautiously to the door of The Weapons Depot. The two remained in a squatted position; a smaller target increased their chances of survival. Jeff reached his hand up and grabbed the pull rope that lifted the latch on the door. The squeak of the latched forced Mark to bring his forefinger to his lips and give the shush gesture to his brother. Jeff continued until he heard the click inside the tree house letting him know the brass latch had cleared its resting clamp. He pushed the wooden door open with his free hand while slowly releasing the pull rope. With the door opened the two tiptoed inside, still squatted down. The crates and storage boxes had been moved around. Mark had indeed arrived at the correct conclusion, there intruder had made his hiding place in The Weapons Depot. They followed the trail through the boxes and crates to the back of the storage area. As they approached they could hear the sound of someone breathing and moaning, they heard sounds of cries and inaudible whispers. They stopped their approach. Jeff turned to Mark and mouthed ‘should we continue’? Mark shrugged his shoulders and gestured with his first two fingers, pointing in the direction of the last crate. They move forward. When they made the last turn and looked behind the largest create surprise and shock gripped them both. They froze in disbelief.
******************************
Get it >FREE< right now 10-20-2014
*****************************
They made their way cautiously to the door of The Weapons Depot. The two remained in a squatted position; a smaller target increased their chances of survival. Jeff reached his hand up and grabbed the pull rope that lifted the latch on the door. The squeak of the latched forced Mark to bring his forefinger to his lips and give the shush gesture to his brother. Jeff continued until he heard the click inside the tree house letting him know the brass latch had cleared its resting clamp. He pushed the wooden door open with his free hand while slowly releasing the pull rope. With the door opened the two tiptoed inside, still squatted down. The crates and storage boxes had been moved around. Mark had indeed arrived at the correct conclusion, there intruder had made his hiding place in The Weapons Depot. They followed the trail through the boxes and crates to the back of the storage area. As they approached they could hear the sound of someone breathing and moaning, they heard sounds of cries and inaudible whispers. They stopped their approach. Jeff turned to Mark and mouthed ‘should we continue’? Mark shrugged his shoulders and gestured with his first two fingers, pointing in the direction of the last crate. They move forward. When they made the last turn and looked behind the largest create surprise and shock gripped them both. They froze in disbelief.
******************************
Get it >FREE< right now 10-20-2014
RSS Feed
