By Kit Ehrman
Stubborness has its rate. So does pride.... Stephen Cline can pay seriously for either whilst he drops out of school opposed to his father's needs and lands a task as barn supervisor at Foxdale Farm, one in all Maryland's best equestrian amenities. An obnoxious coach and hard, tough boarders are all a part of the activity, yet Steve will want every piece of his smarts whilst he interrupts a host of thieves very early one morning and is hijacked besides the horses. In making his break out, he unwittingly jeopardizes a profitable rip-off and demanding situations a sadistic killer. while the police research stalls, Steve makes use of his connections within the horse and launches his personal fact-finding crusade. As he strikes in the direction of uncovering the rustlers' ring, he learns that almost all people else round him additionally runs risks....Praise for in danger "Both horse fanatics and crime lovers who have by no means stepped right into a stirrup will delight in Ehrman's riveting debut, set on a Maryland horse farm....With his younger zeal and perseverance, Steve Cline makes a charming hero and sleuth, one readers may be wanting to see again." -Publishers Weekly "
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Foxdale had been on a downhill slide ever since the last nail had been driven home. Only in the past year had things turned around. " I said. " She slid a stack of mail across her coffee-stained blotter and flicked on the computer. When I found the crew, they'd already begun mucking out barn A. Cliff was perched on the John Deere 960, twisted around in the seat as he inched the tractor down the aisle. A skinny sixteen-year-old, Cliff was hopelessly undereducated, hardworking, and so enthusiastic I sometimes wondered if he was on something.
I began to shake and not just from the cold. I stared at the vacant road, and pain I hadn't noticed since I was free of the trailer reawakened with a vengeance. Ribs, face, head. I pushed off the log and stood up. My jeans were stiff and unyielding. They had begun to freeze. I'd be next if I didn't hurry. I turned my coat collar up with fingers that felt as if they belonged to someone else and stumbled down the slope. The drainage ditch was too wide to jump, so I waded through the icy water and climbed the embankment.
I ran past the back bumper and didn't risk a look back. Didn't dare. A loud noise cracked through the air, and it took me half a second to realize it was a gunshot. The second bullet whined above my head. I darted to the right and stumbled across the shoulder of the road. The ground dropped off into a wide drainage ditch, and as I picked up speed, I realized too late that there wasn't any cover until I made it to the woods on the far side. I'd almost reached the bottom of the ravine, when my foot caught on something hidden in the long grass.
At Risk (Steve Cline Mysteries) by Kit Ehrman