The arsonist had stayed around long enough to make sure the fire caught. It bothered him about the horses, but he figured the Hannitys would see it from their windows and get the animals out in time. He actually thought about throwing a rock at one of their windows, but what if they saw him? Getting caught would be...would be....
He swallowed. Hard.
He'd set enough of these fires he could estimate how long until the building was engulfed. He'd monitor the situation. If the fire department didn't respond soon enough, he'd think of something. After all, the response was the whole purpose, right?
He ran low away from the barn, using the scrub here and there for cover until he reached the scattering of trees. Then he stopped, watching for a long moment. He'd managed to get to the rear of th
