Farmhand Spots His Boss Dragging Something At Midnight, But What He Did Next Made Him Dial 911

Eli’s mind spun in total confusion. "Bones? What bones?! I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just a farmhand!" The larger intruder tightened his grip around Eli's throat, forcing his head back against the tree bark. "Don't play dumb with us, boy! We know Miller pulled a massive piece out of this soil today. Where did he put the rest of the dig?!"

"I swear to God, I don't know!" Eli pleaded, tears of blind panic pricking his eyes. "He didn't tell me anything!" "He's useless," the second man grunted, pulling a thick roll of heavy duct tape and length of rope from his coat.

They shoved Eli against the tree, wrapping the rope tightly around his chest and arms until he couldn't move. Eli opened his mouth to scream for help, but the larger thief shoved a dirty rag into his mouth and taped it shut. "Keep quiet if you know what's good for you," he warned.