Chapter 1George Vega froze at the sound of a car rolling over the gravel in his yard. His heart stopped only to go into full gear a second later.
It was Tuesday, not Thursday.
He went up on tiptoe, leaned over the sink in the kitchen, and glanced toward the garage. Where were the hens? He’d let them roam free today to save on the feed. They didn’t have nearly enough, and not much was growing yet. Icy fear filled his veins. What if all of them had come down to the garden?
Holding his breath, he listened—no crowing from the roosters. It was only a matter of time, though. Even if they’d gone down on the other side of the hill, they could be heard. June, his next-door neighbor, was allowed one rooster. Hopefully, they wouldn’t crow at the same time.
Luna, his Bullmastiff mix, barked in the
