And Then Came A Lion (Lions and Lambs Book 1) Read Online Free

strange feeling he’s still here and still prowling the parks.”
    Rachel shook her head. “I sure hope not.”
    “I know.” Susannah gestured toward Aaron’s office. “Was he upset over my sudden disappearance?”
    “At first, when it looked like you were just running late, but after an hour we both knew something bad had happened. I was about to call Mark when you phoned.”
    “I’m sorry I worried you, but I called as soon as I could.”
“Oh, we know that, now. But, I wouldn’t make it a habit of playing heroine every afternoon.”
    “I didn’t plan on being a heroine yesterday, and I’m sure I will never be in that situation again ― I hope.”
    Rachel nodded and glanced at the clock. “Well, guess it’s that time.”
    ***
    At noon, they drove to the park and chose a bench near the entrance, out of sight of the playground, but within sight of the memorial.
    Rachel pointed toward the picture. “So, that’s how the old Indian in your dream looked?”
    Susannah nodded.
    “How odd.”
    “Tell me about it.”
    “You know, there are stories in the Bible where angels take on the form of men in order to deliver messages. Do you think the old Indian might be an angel?”
    Susannah shrugged. “I don’t have a clue. But, if that’s the case, why that particular persona?”
    It was Rachel’s turn to shrug. “I suppose God knows what’s best for each person.”
    “I suppose.”
    Rachel unwrapped her sandwich. “Aren’t you eating?”
    Susannah looked down at her container of yogurt. “I’m not really hungry, at least not for this.”
    “Would you rather go to the café?”
    Susannah shook her head. “No, I just don’t have much of an appetite.” She put her yogurt back in her lunch sack.
    “Wish I could help.”
    “You do help, Rachel. It helps to talk. And at least you don’t look at me like I’m some sort of lunatic.”
    “I’ve known you far too long for that, Susannah.”
    ***
    At five o’clock Susannah turned off her computer.
    Rachel looked up. “Thank goodness.”
    Susannah turned off the interior lights and met Rachel at the door.
    “Do you plan to tell Mark about the dream?”
    Susannah shook her head. “I don’t think he’d like the implications.”
    “You mean he might think you’re crazy?”
    “Not so much crazy. Silly is the word he uses. He doesn’t believe in anything that goes bump in the night.”
    “Well, this is a little different.”
    “Maybe, but I don’t think it really matters. I probably won’t have another dream, so why bother. I am sure it was just a onetime deal.”
    “You keep saying that, Susannah. Who are you really trying to convince?”
    ***
    Mark shoved his plate away and leaned back in his chair. “Anything interesting happen today?”
    Susannah shook her head. “Nope. All was quiet. No one needed rescuing, except Rachel with her end of the month stuff. How about you? Anything interesting?”
    He shook his head. “No. All pretty boring.”
    “Boring is good.”
    Mark laughed. “Yes, it can, especially compared to your excitement the other day. I take it you don’t plan on being the next superhero ― heroine.”
    “Nope, sure don’t plan on repeating that. I mean, I am glad that the little girl ― Megan ― is alright, but my nerves are shot.”
    Susannah picked up her plate and carried it to the sink.
    Mark gathered the rest of the dishes and set them on the counter. “This has really upset you, hasn’t it?”
    “Why wouldn’t I be upset? We should all be upset that a monster is prowling our city taking kids.”
    “And no word from the police yet?”
    She shook her head. “Nothing.”
    “I really do believe the man’s long gone. Off in some other city terrorizing them.”
Susannah slapped the counter. “Don’t say that.”
    Mark threw his hands up. “Okay, my mistake. I don’t want anyone hurt. Besides, they’ve probably sent out the man’s description to every police department from here to New York.”
    Susannah