Blood at Yellow Water

by Ian W Taylor

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  “That’s strange, I’m sure Elsie locked the door when we left,” Bill said.

  Suddenly they heard a rush of steps and the back door banging. They raced through the kitchen to see a man sprinting towards the back fence. Jake set off in pursuit but the man had quickly climbed over the fence and disappeared into the next house. Jake hurled himself over the fence and dropped to the other side, wincing with pain as he landed on his injured leg. Bill landed next to him and they both set off round the side of the house and out to the next street. They looked left and right but there was no sign of the intruder. Bill swore loudly as they walked back to Elsie’s home.