He was going to lose some of his beloved horses. His own favorite was in the back stall. But he was determined that this had to stop and stop here and now.
A truck pulled up in the yard. “Trick?” He heard Blade calling him from the front of the barn.
“Back here, Blade!” he shouted. “I’ve got our arsonist trapped in the back of the barn!”
Then he saw the shadow moving forward until the intruder was standing in a patch of light provided by the flames in the loft. He sucked in his breath in shock. He hadn’t wanted to believe it. But now there was no denying it any longer. “Why? Why would you do this? I don’t understand.”
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