Horror!!!

Philippe

He heard the sounds and his heart, pounding furiously, almost stopped for a beat. He had now managed to creep up to the side of the broken-down shed beside the house. Peering around cautiously, he heard the shrill treble of a woman and another voice, an old man. The father-in-law, he thought suddenly. They were speaking excitedly and then, a sudden loud sound penetrated his thoughts, making him jump. Breathing feverishly, the young boy listened intently.

And he heard his Boss groan loudly.

Phillippe clutched the worn-out wooden panels of the shed, his eyes round in fear.

A feeling of fury coursed through him.

Were they too late?’ he thought anxiously. A memory of Proserpina and her piteous expression as she heard of how the old woman they had seen in the shop, might be holding Lucien prisoner, seemed to appear before his eyes, swimming in his vision.

Steeling himself, he stood, looking around wildly for a weapon.

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Proserpina

The car did not seem to be going fast enough. Chew