Pecky Greenleg: Chapter 8 #dailychicken

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"What do you mean he's the only one left?" asked Jake.

Pecky looked as shocked as a chicken could look and was, for once, speechless.

"I mean...they didn't make it. They had...accidents."

The accidents. They were...fatal?

Gilbert simply nodded.

All three were silent for a few minutes. Even though Pecky could not remember his fellow chicks, he felt a sadness at their loss.

Jake reread the note he still held.

"Wait a minute, did you see this?"

Jake held the note and read 'Danger awaits them outside your doors'.

"So?" Gilbert shrugged.

"So, it says that danger awaits them outside the hatchery."

But the real danger was inside!

"Exactly," Gilbert said grimly.

"That still doesn't explain why you gave Pecky to us," said Jake.

"You were the last to place such a large order. We needed to get Pecky out of the hatchery as quickly as possible."

Pecky nodded, but Jake still looked doubtful.

"How could you be sure that we could be trusted? You could have been sending Pecky into danger."

"It was a risk, but we had to take it."

A loud silence filled the room.

So now what do we do?

"We...wait," said Gilbert.

Jake scowled at Gilbert.

"We can't just wait around for someone to come after Pecky."

No. I'm not the only one who would be hurt. I can't put Jake at risk.

"There is something else we could do."

Well, what is it?

"You're not going to like it."

"Just spit it out already," Jake said rolling his eyes.

"We could set a trap."

"A trap? What would we use as...oh," said Jake turning to Pecky.

Me. I would be the bait.

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Previous Chapters
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8

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Originally published on A Pinch of Homestead