Andy drew a deep breath, “Do you know those men?”
“For goodness’ sake, not now!”
“Give me the GPS.”
Liesel passed it to him. He studied it for a moment and pointed down the hill. “Follow me, and be very quiet. No more loud, panic-stricken runs.”
Liesel willingly followed him. Anything to get out of there.
They moved through the woods as silently as possible, flinching when a careless foot snapped a branch. After one such incident, Liesel’s nerves got the better of her; she propped her foot on a rock and jerked a small handgun from a holster that she wore under her pant leg.
This week: I've picked up where we left off last week.