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next info story for our missing boy, The Heist!

The northern winds and snow were coming in fast so Mrs. Akers wanted to stock up on food and tack for Happy Akers just in case the snow blocked them in. Since Rowg and Nick had gotten done with their chores all ready they had to do it.

On their way out Rowg remembered Double G(Gertrude Geraldine)still needed work on getting used to the trailer.

So with a few minutes of pleading and puppy dog eyes the dark haired boy let out a growl and a “Fine…But she’s your problem got it” he let Double G tag along.

The two young teens were on their way to Tallmadge’s local flea market. It was the closed plays to the ranch and Rowg helped out the owner of the store on the weekend where they bought their food at, so she got a pretty good discount.

They pulled up in the busy parking lot with the horse trailer tagging behind, Nick parked the truck and they both got out without a word. As they blended into the crowd something cot her eye causing her to stop. Not to far from where she was, two men were arguing with each other behind a horse trailer.

They both looked angry, and they were talking in a different langue………This was very rare to see in the small town of Tallmadge and it made her wonder.

But a harsh grab to her arm startled her out of her thoughts along with a harsh tone filled her ears “Rowg…..what did I say about wondering off” nick growled. “S-Sorry Nick” she stuttered under his heated gaze. “But what about that picture doesn’t look right?” she asked as she pointed to the scene.


He glanced at the two men. His criminal brain started to ring out signs of trouble, he let out a growl.

Rowg had a point, first off why would foreigners come all the way to the middle of know where to buy food. Plus the tag on the trailer was expired and out of state….He didn’t like this at all.

He tugged Rowg toward the entrants of the flea market, “Nick, what’s wrong?” Rowg was worried. Nicks eyes/body signs had gone stern and that meant thoughs guys were bad news.

He slowed is pace as they walked throw the door of the well known room, animal feed hitting their noses.

Nick quickly grabbed the big bags of food they wanted as Rowg waited for him at the counter. Mr. Johnston the store owner/worker was busy talking to a very rushed and upset man. He had a paper in his hand and he kept looking down at it.

Mr. Johnston nodded to a bag of food toward is left, the older man quickly picked it up handed him money and practically ran off. “Hey Mr. Johnston what was that about?” Rowg asked as she gave him a hug.

He sighed “Seems like the man had gotten a new horse and didn’t know what to feed it…….didn’t seem like her cared all that much either” He seemed deep in thought.

“Any how! Anything I can do for my most amazing costumer every!” and as said Nick walked up four or so big food bags on his shoulders. Rowg smiled at Mr. Johnston and handed him the money.

“Thanks, but were good“. As the two left the shop, a missing poster was up of a horse Rowg remembered seeing in the news. “oh my gosh………Nick! The guys that stole that horse, were foreigners remember?” she pointed to the poster.

Nick sighed at the poster and turned on his heels and walked toward the exit. “Hey Nick wait up!“ she called after him.

They came to the parking lot. Her gaze immediately went to the trailer, it was gone! Nick mumbled in some other language which was probable Russian. “Were did they go?!” Rowg looked around franticly.

“Rowg go get the number from the poster and give them a call.” Nick ordered as he walked toward are truck, Double G let out a welcoming neigh.
Rowg let out a sad wine…..but did as she was told. Mr. Johnston gave her a pen and paper so she could write down the number and info after she told him what was going on.

After she was done she said her good bye and thanks, as she made her way to the truck she dialed the number and hit the call button. The line rang.
Then a click.

“Hello is this Iron Dune Stable?” Rowg asked.



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very unique angle, nice job!