From my sheep shelter, I see it all. The car pulls out of the front gate, heading down the mountain. Quickly I drop my binoculars, before the angle of the sun can betray me.
Two of the men gone…
A few minutes later, a pick-up truck follows. Spinning the focussing wheel, I zoom in on the cab window.
And that’s the two blond bastards gone too…
No kids…
Shame one of the women was with them...
Still, on the plus side, the two mutts were in the back.
And that leaves me the other two women.
If I can’t have Lily…
Play time.
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