Chapter 79

A VISITOR FROM HELL

"Who is there?"

Pedro froze. How could he make such a silly mistake when they had almost succeeded?

The officer brought out his gun and cocked it, "I said who is there?" he repeated.

"It's me," a voice said.

"Detective Alonso?"

"Yes, Sergeant," his colleague replied from behind the wooden shed outside the barn. But the snotty sergeant was certain the sound came from within. "Did you hear something?" Alonso added after the prolonged pause from inside.

The Sergeant looked intently about him and drew closer toward the drum where he suspected the sound came from.

Pedro held his breath as he memorized his last prayer remembering the Holy sacrament taught during Mass service in his local Cathedral. The last time he attended church was when he was very little. Yet somehow at such a crucial moment, those words of prayer came in handy.

"I am sure there's something in here," he said flaring his nostrils as if trying to perceive a human smell.

Then suddenly a gunsho
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