I’d guess it’s a raid on the school by some military guerrilla group who’ve heard there are fat pickings to be had here at St. The men are all wearing military camouflage fatigues. “I saw three trucks with machine guns mounted on them. “Who are they? Do you know why they’re doing this?” She twisted the horseshoe into the scarf, forming a makeshift sling. She saw a horseshoe in the far corner, grabbed it, and tore off her neck scarf. “I need a weapon,” she repeated, looking desperately around the stall. He was even more afraid than she was, and his solution was for her to bury her head and hide? But it was clear she was not going get any help from him in this situation.
She’d been working for the past four years as a volunteer at the school’s riding stable, and she respected Boujois’s expertise with the horses. Then why wasn’t he doing something, she thought in frustration. And those girls are still screaming outside.” She swallowed. “And what are you going to do with a weapon? We’re better off giving up as soon as they start pouring into this stable. “I had to make sure the horses were heading toward the hills away from the all the gunfire. “I’d hoped you’d managed to get away yourself when you released the horses. His face was pale, and his voice was shaking. “Sasha?” Paul Boujois, the school’s head trainer, was ducking into the shadows of the stall beside her. Sasha crouched lower in the back stall where Thor had been quartered before she’d released him. The attack had come out of nowhere and the school seemed to be entirely cut off.Īnd there was no telling when those men who had killed the security guards would decide to come into the stable. She’d even tried to reach Alisa on her satellite phone, hoping that even if a tower was down the satellite might somehow be working. She’d tried to call the police but there was no signal. What else could she do to help? Sasha thought frantically. They must be hurting those girls, or they wouldn’t be screaming like that. She closed her eyes as terror and bewilderment washed over her. She dived into the shadowy dimness and pressed back against the wood, trying to catch her breath. Her heart was beating hard as she ran back into the stable and down the long aisle toward the back stall. Recommendations from the African DiasporaĪnd Sasha had seen the two bloody bodies of the security guards outside in the paddock when she’d released the horses a few minutes ago.Little, Brown Books for Young Readers Arrow Icon Arrow icon.Little, Brown and Company Arrow Icon Arrow icon.Hachette Nashville Arrow Icon Arrow icon.Grand Central Publishing Arrow Icon Arrow icon.
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