CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN - Marvin’s Desire* 1 *
Maddy was way past worried.
She was huddled somewhere down around terrified, about half a fret shy of scared shitless. It was bad enough being in the barn, but the rats were worse. The rat squatting in front of her was a big meaty bastard. She could see the fleas, scuttling on his back. It stared at her with little black beady eyes and more tail than a runaway kite.
Barn rats are mean.
And they tend to work in gangs. If you see one rat, you’ve missed ten others was how Daddy used to put it. One rat in the barn meant a hundred in the field.
Sure enough there were more of them following.
One after another through the crawl-hole, like they smelled something tasty in here.
Where the hell were they coming from?
Maybe the evil in the field had
