Maggie screamed involuntarily and ran back for the cover of the ditch. She vaulted over the fence. This time her foot caught on the rail, and she stumbled forward. She let her momentum carry her onward and rolled back into the ditch. She had come all this way for nothing. She was pinned down, just as she had been at the house. Only this time she was all alone. Of course, the sniper couldn’t watch the house and her at the same time. Unless there were two of them, which seemed unlikely, but she supposed that it was still possible. Pulling out her cell phone, she dialed Andrew. He answered on the second ring and said, “We heard another shot. Are you okay?” “I’m pinned down in the mud. But maybe you can make it to the car while his attention is on me.” “Unless there’s two of them,” Andrew replied. “When did you think of that?”
