Promise Me Forever by Cyndi Raye

What was she thinking to go off again like she did? He rammed the next gear and accelerated more, then slowed down as he skidded on the blacktop in to the campgrounds.
     
    He slammed on the brakes when he saw Abby struggling with the man in question. His hand was down her top and her feet were moving fast as she tried to kick him over and over again. Jon jumped from the bike like a crazy man and ran towards the chaos. He passed Penny who barked from the inside of the car and let his fist fly in to the man’s face. The stranger went down on his knees before he fell on to his back.
     
    The guy’s body jerked back as Jon tried to catch his breath. He bent over as the guy tried to get up. “Stay.” He put a foot over his chest to keep him down and pushed hard. Jon noticed he held a small satchel in his fist, a gold cord hanging from his closed hand.
     
    “You jerk!” Abby screamed as she let Penny out of the car. The two came over to the guy on the ground and Abby bent down. She tried to pry the satchel out of his hand, but he held on for dear life. “Bite him Penny!” she ordered, and the dog took a hold of his wrist and shook it. The guy was so stunned he let the bag drop.
     
    Abby picked it up and stood. “This is what he wanted so bad he had to threaten me on my own property. Well, mister, you’re done.”
     
    “What do you have there Abby?” Jon asked. He was curious now and sure she held some kind of stones in her hands.
     
    “Diamonds, Jon. Of the expensive kind. The kind where they would be worth a lot of money. People will hurt and harm innocents to get their hands on these goods.” Jon almost laughed at the dramatic way she spoke.
     
    He pressed harder on the man’s chest to make sure he didn’t try to move until the cops got there. “You scared me baby.”
     
    “I scared myself, but he came on my property and threatened me.”
     
    Jon pressed harder on his chest and the man groaned out loud. “How did he threaten you?”
     
    “He said I was lucky I had Penny with me. I would say that was a threat, wouldn’t you?”
     
    “It sounds like one.” He knew he couldn’t kill the guy, but Jon wanted the creep to remember him. He looked at Abby and winked. “Do we wait for the cops to get here or do like we always do and dig another shallow grave.”
     
    Abby was smart and sassy. She picked right up on things. “I say we dig the shallow grave and let him suffocate as the dirt covers his body real slow, like the sands of an hourglass. Did you bring the shovels?”
     
    “Nah, they’re still at the last grave. We can load him in the trunk of your car.”
     
    Abby walked over to the car and opened the door. She took out her set of keys and hit the button. The trunk popped open. Penny’s nose was so close to the guy’s head, he quivered in fright. She looked down at the pitiful sight. “My dad was right, he’s afraid of dogs.”
     
    Jon let his foot slip from the guys chest and ordered him to stand up. Penny bared her teeth as she growled and he stared at the dog in fright. They forced him to the trunk of the car and he didn’t hesitate to crawl in. “You called the cops didn’t you?” he said, his sorry voice scared stiff.
     
    “Maybe.” She closed the lid on his face and turned to Jon. Abby slapped a hand over her mouth as her shoulders shook with silent laughter.
     
    “Abby, did you call the police?”
     
    “Didn’t have time. Did you?”
     
    Jon shook his head. “Nope, didn’t have time either. How about you two?”
     
    Margie and Elvin, wide eyed and scared to death, shook their heads.
     
    Jon dished out his cell phone. “Guess we should call them.” He walked away from the others and talked to 911. Jon stood far enough away from the car so the responder didn’t hear the guy banging on the trunk for help. He didn’t need the cops come in with their guns ablaze.
     
    Twenty minutes later the four stood by the RV as the cops let the man out of the trunk. One of