CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
My head shot up and Tegan pushed off the wall. His eyes reflected my fear as we heard a half dozen pairs of feet trample across the earth near the hatch. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as I crept over to Tegan. My mouth was as dry as a desert as I grabbed his arm with both hands. He set his hand over my limb as his green glowing eyes stared at the hatch while his other hand held his hot flame at the ready.
The footsteps shook the earth loose above our heads and dust rained down on us. The excited voices were now loud and clear. “You’re sure about this?” somebody wondered.
“The scent is pointing to this shed, sir.”
“Then they must be hiding beneath here. Find the opening.”
There was the sound of scuffling and scrambling, and a few things were t
