Jacob rose from one of the rocking chairs that sat on the front porch. He had been waiting for Allie to return. He became concerned as one hour turned to another. He stood in the shadows as Allie’s truck came down the long driveway.
It glided past him as if in slow motion. He couldn’t see inside because of the tinting on the windows. A moment later, he heard the engine turn off and the door open.
He watched as Allie turned toward the house before stopping as if she had run into a wall. He frowned when she suddenly turned on her heel and headed across the yard to one of the large metal buildings. Concern gripped him when he saw her break into a run.
Making a decision, he walked down the porch to the steps and followed her. She had pulled open the door to the red building and disappeared
