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for the owners to show up. Maybe you boys can help me?”
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    They were trapped!
    Heart beating hard in his chest, Dylan looked around for a way out, at the same time watching for the warden to come around the corner. The warden was going to go ballistic! Would he throw them in jail? Could he?
    Dylan glanced at his friend’s scared faces. Both looked to him for guidance. He nodded as his grip tightened on the fishing pole. No way was he giving it up. It was his.
    The dog started to bark in the backyard behind them, startling Dylan. He jumped, and his mouth tightened. He didn’t want to act scared. He had to be tough, like his dad. His dad wouldn’t be afraid of anything. Dylan’s chin lifted and he looked back at the woman.
    “Do you know them?” she asked.
    Dylan swallowed. “Do we what?” His voice croaked as he lifted his chin higher in the air.
    “Know the Barons?”
    Dylan’s heartbeat slowed as it started to sink in that she was alone. The game warden wasn’t with her, and she seemed nice. She wasn’t yelling or acting mean or anything. She was just smiling.
    “Sure. I know the Barons.” The hair on Dylan’s neck lifted as he edged past, his feet crunching on the gravel driveway as he headed to his bike. Both friends followed closely behind and she didn’t do anything to stop them. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” he asked.
    A breeze blew softly, cooling the sweat on Dylan’s back as he straddled the seat.
    The lady followed and kept smiling. “I’m a realtor. I’m hoping to buy a piece of property from the Barons. But so far I haven’t had a chance to meet anyone.”
    Dylan jerked his head toward the cabin. “Are you staying here?”
    “Yes.”
    “And you haven’t met the warden?”
    “The warden? No, I haven’t. I haven’t met any of them yet.”
    Dylan stared at the woman. She was pretty, her hair all golden and shining in the sun and the long white skirt she wore kind of flowing and girly. Like a princess from one of those stories his sister read.
    Eyes widening, Dylan realized she was just like one of those...those... damsels in distress. She had no idea she was trapped in a house with the enemy! He had to help her get away! And if it made the warden mad, then so much the better.
    “My dad’s in Iraq,” said Dylan. “He writes e-mails to me and stuff, you know?”
    The lady’s eyes softened, like his mom’s did when she looked at him and his sister or at pictures of his dad. It made him like her even more, and made him more determined to help.
    “He must be a wonderful man.”
    “He is,” Dylan agreed. “But the thing is, I know all about danger, you know? My dad tells me stuff. And I have to warn you. You need to get away from this house. You’re in danger. You need to get out while you still can. You’re in...” what was the word in that storybook? “ Peril and you don’t even know it!”
    Dylan pushed off on his bike and his friends followed right behind. His chest felt like it was about to burst from sheer joy! He smiled at his friends as they balanced their fishing poles and rode away. He hoped he’d caused the warden some trouble. If anyone deserved it, he did.
    The only problem was, the woman had looked more amazed than afraid.

Chapter Three
     
    Honey went back inside to gather her things. This just kept getting weirder and weirder. She was in danger? From who? The wild man who’d shown up in the bedroom door the night before? She idly wondered if she’d dreamed the whole thing.
    Only she knew she hadn’t because it had taken forever to get back to sleep. She’d heard Mr. Baron running the shower and walking around in the hall and shutting another bedroom door. She’d listened in vain for the feminine tones of his wife, then finally fallen asleep.
    A chiming song startled her. Realizing it was the doorbell, Honey slid her bag and purse over her shoulder, and hurried to answer it.
    Two women stood on the other side, one in her fifties or