Philippe

He heard the sounds and his heart, pounding furiously, almost stopped for a beat. He had now managed to creep up to the side of the broken-down shed beside the house. Peering around cautiously, he heard the shrill treble of a woman and another voice, an old man. The father-in-law, he thought suddenly. They were speaking excitedly and then, a sudden loud sound penetrated his thoughts, making him jump. Breathing feverishly, the young boy listened intently.

And he heard his Boss groan loudly.

Phillippe clutched the worn-out wooden panels of the shed, his eyes round in fear.

A feeling of fury coursed through him.

Were they too late?’ he...