Ancient Eyes
“He was cloaked in shadow, out of her sight, and she had no way to know he was there. He'd watched her off and on from the moment he'd laid eyes on her. She was a pretty girl, and her fright only served to enhance this. Angel hadn't seen a pretty girl in a very long time, other than cousins and a few too young, or old, to be of interest.
The air in the old barn was musty. The animals were pastured, so there were no scuffling hooves or grunts in the background. Angel wished there were, because it could have masked any sounds he might make. He didn't want her to know he was there. Not yet. He didn't want to hear her voice again until he had to. It was too easy to imagine things she might say, promises she might make if she were frightened enough. "Watch her," Silas had said. "Watch her carefully, but don't touch her. We may need her before this is done." The problem was that despite Silas' orders, Angel needed her now. He had stood silently by as his brother Tommy hunted down th...e Carlson girl.MoreLess
The air in the old barn was musty. The animals were pastured, so there were no scuffling hooves or grunts in the background. Angel wished there were, because it could have masked any sounds he might make. He didn't want her to know he was there. Not yet. He didn't want to hear her voice again until he had to. It was too easy to imagine things she might say, promises she might make if she were frightened enough. "Watch her," Silas had said. "Watch her carefully, but don't touch her. We may need her before this is done." The problem was that despite Silas' orders, Angel needed her now. He had stood silently by as his brother Tommy hunted down th...e Carlson girl.MoreLess
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