Two men stepped out of the vehicle. One wore a shoulder holster with the handgrip of pistol clearly visible.
A chill swept through Mia’s body. Trembling, she slipped on her jogging suit and shoes, and tucked her pistol in the waistband. As she crept down the stairs, someone pounded on the door. Through the shear front curtains, she saw another set of headlights pulling down the lane.
Aware of several places she could hide undetected in the barn, Mia stealthily moved to the back door as pounding on the front door continued. She slowly unlocked the door. Before opening it, she peered out a window and scanned the area behind the house. Not seeing anyone, she opened the door and edged out onto the back porch, closing the door behind her. Hurrying to the closest tree, Mia scooted behind it. After surveying the yard again, she began to run toward the barn. On her way, she leapt over a pile of dirt.
Instead of clearing it, she tumbled into a four foot hole. Trying to regain her bearings and hurting from her fall, she sat up. As she wiped the loose dirt from her face, to her horror, the beam of a flashlight shined on her.
Excerpt from Diamonds and Lies
By Inge-Lise Goss