<><><><><><>Chapter 5, the phone call<><><><><><><>
It was midnight when the phone started ringing loudly. It woke Sam up and worried, she took the call.
" Give me your horse otherwise we will come over there and steal him" Said the mysterious voice on the other end of the phone. Sam was to horrified to say anyhring and the man on the other line hung up.Why on Earth would someone want to steal Tempest? Sam didn't sllep the rest of the night, she ran down to Tempest in his stall and spent the rest of the night grooming him
The next morning saw was extremely worried about the phone call. She decided to go into the police station to report it as a threat.
"So why would someone call you in the middle of the night and tell you that they are going to steal your horse if you don't give him to them" Asked the police officer.
"well Tempest is a very good dressage horse that is soon to be great" Answered Sam.
"We will look into this further and in the meantime, paddlcok your horses gate and stall door, im afraid that's all we can do at the moment" Said the officer.
"Oh and I probably should add, there was a white van parked up near my gate yesterday watching me train Tempest, and as soon as I looked at them, they turned and sped away. I got the numberplate: HRSE TH1EF."
"ok Sam, we will track down these people and question them, but first before we start this, we need to finish investigating a murder before we start your case"
"Ok, thank you" Sam replied and walked out the door, shutting it behind her and hopeing that Tempest will be ok.
<><><><><><>Chapter 6, Cut wire and busted lock<><><><><><>
Sam didn't sleep that nigt, worried about Tempest kept her up all night worrying. Even thought the paddock gate and the stall door was padlocked, she still couldn't help feeling that Tempest was not alright. The police officer told her not to go down to the stable with Tempest because if the theif does turn up, he didn't want anything happening to Sam.
But the next morning, she got out of bed amd walked down to Tempest's stable. Her heart lept when she saw that the only section of the fence that wasn't post and rail, but wire, was cut through all four strands.
To be continued tonight......
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