As we approach the barn, Loxley taps my shoulder. Looking at her, she holds her finger over her lip, signaling for me to keep quiet.
A deep, pained scream rips from inside the barn, and I damn near run to get to Timber. Loxley grabs my arm and yanks me back to her, motioning for the guys to get in position. "You go running in there right now, you're dead, Timber's dead. You have to keep it together."
My breathing comes in heaves, my heart pounding, but I nod. Timber's screams stop for a moment, only to shatter the silence again a moment later. Tears form in my eyes and spill over as Loxley finally gives me the go-ahead. As I make my way to the main door, she quietly disappears around the side of the building.
Yanking the door open, I stop short at the sight of Timber, his arms o
