Eminent Domain by Ronald D. Demmans

Author:Ronald D. Demmans [Demmans, Ronald D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Indigo River Publishing
Published: 2021-11-22T17:11:32+00:00

Chapter 19

We couldn’t use our flashlights. Night-vision goggles, unfortunately, were not in Mel’s bag of goodies. We had no idea if there was anyone other than us on the property. We decided to follow the fence line that ran parallel to Barclay Road. It was slow going. We crouched down as we walked. I thought at some point we’d hit the west entrance to the farm and the road that was visible from the air.

I was right. After about thirty minutes we came to the gate. There was a driveway of sorts to our right, heading in an easterly direction. Fighting cramps in our legs, we continued in the crouching position for about ten or fifteen more minutes, and there it was: the barn. It was so dark we almost ran into it. There were no lights, either inside the barn or on the outside. We walked around the perimeter to see if there was an open door or window. We found neither. We had made it to the north side, when out of nowhere there were headlights shining directly at the barn and us. We hit the ground about five feet from the side of the barn. Someone had stopped to unlock the gate. In a few minutes, the vehicle proceeded in our direction.

“Let’s hope they don’t have a dog,” Mel whispered.

My heart hit the roof of my mouth. “A dog?” I guess I almost shouted.

“Shhhhh!”

Mel took the gun out of her mini holster on her belt. I took my weapon from my waistband—like I knew what I was doing. My hand was shaking. Even though the evening was cool, I was sweating like a drug dealer in church.

After the vehicle stopped in front of the barn, the driver and a passenger got out. There were two big sliding doors about fifteen feet high. One slid to the right, the other to the left. We could hear both doors opening at once. We could barely hear the men’s conversation, but we knew they weren’t speaking English. I looked over at Mel and she mouthed the word, “Portuguese.” How the hell did she know that?

Once the doors were open the lights inside the barn came on. There was a window right above us and we were fully exposed by the light coming through it. We rolled farther away from the barn, back into the shadows and the long grass.

One of the guys got back into the vehicle and drove it into the barn. The doors remained open.

We lay there in the grass for a few minutes before Mel tapped me on the shoulder. She mouthed the word “quiet,” then whispered in my ear, “Hand signals only.” The only hand signal I was familiar with was the one where you held up your middle finger displaying your disapproval of something or other. And another thing hit me: in a very short time, I’d gone from being a lawyer in a comfortable office, to a ninja in the parking lot of the

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