Aurelie's blood ran cold.

“What’s wrong, Braxton?” she asked, gripping her cellphone, fear creeping into her voice.

“Just get here as fast as you can,” the trainer said.

Aurelie needed no urging. She bolted from her apartment and leaped into her car, turning left instead of right from the driveway. She didn’t remember the drive to the barn, but Aurelie could name the number of times she had to stop at a red light or stop sign.

All the lights were on at ...