Bronx was a city boy. He drank at Starbucks, he drove a Prius, he ordered groceries online. So what was he doing out here in the middle of god forsaken nowhere on a horse ranch of all things? Well it wasn't by choice he could tell you that for certain. His boss felt he and the rest of his team of app programmers needed a little team bonding so he sent them out here to this dude ranch. Of course he didn't go himself, typical.
The worst part had to be the ranch owner, Lydia. Now, don't get him wrong, Bronx thought she was a truly beautiful woman. She was just ... creepy. She sat on the front porch of the house most the time whittling a stick into point with a big ass scary knife, watching them with intense eyes. She never spoke to them, just glared as they did there work under the care of her ranch manager. He didn't know what it was but there was something about her intense nature that always had him on edge when she came around.
The third day as they cleaned out the barn he sneaked out to take a piss. Just as he got my pants back up a rope fell from the sky landing over his shoulders.
"What the hell?"
The rope tightened, binding my arms together. I was pulled backwards, spinning around I came face to face with Lydia.
"Well, lookie what I caught."