…It wasn’t the sword that caught my attention. It was the body. The dead body of a young man, lying on the other side of the stall, a long-handled battle-axe buried deep in this back.<\/p>\n
Susan stayed where she was. For all her bravado, she was looking a bit sick. She coughed. “Did you check his pockets?”<\/p>\n
“What? No, Susan, I did not check he pockets! For the love of–” I broke off suddenly. From the other side of the barn came the sound of a door opening…<\/p>\n
Susan gave Jim a squeeze as we headed out into the parking lot.\u00a0 “Don’t worry, we are simple witnesses this time.\u00a0 No more detective work for us!”<\/p>\n
Susan’s tone was light, but her eyes were troubled.\u00a0 We exchanged doubltful glances, both of us thinking the same thing…there was going to be trouble ahead.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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