Oh. My. Dog! #46

Posted: December 31, 2017 in Flash Fiction, Oh. My. Dog!
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The barn door slammed open as a wiry blond man clad in a dirty coverall shot out and raced for the gate. A tall man appeared in the opening and threw a billet of wood after him. It grazed the running man’s shoulder, tearing the fabric. As he wedged through the gate, he was apprehended by two uniformed policemen. Mr Cairns and his team finally had their reason to enter the premises. “Imminent danger is the best reason to get in unannounced,” he stated with a wink.

Bud and I watched from the gate as they approached the barn. It was a pity that they closed the barn door, though. Bud sighed. I looked down at him, then crouched. Bud laid his paw on my knee. Four men were inside, already cuffed. The car seemed to be damaged at the right place, and the bracelet was found in a briefcase.

When more police vehicles approached, Bud and I hid in the shadows. The vehicles stopped in front of the barn door and were greeted by Mr Cairns second in command.

Mr Cairns left the barn and walked to us. “We made it, Ken! Let’s go home and tell the ladies.”

  1. macjam47 says:

    A nice one for the last day of the year.

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