“Franky will be okay. At least his temperature is down.”
After Matthew ended the call he handed the phone back to Sean. “Jason doesn’t know what’s happening.”
“If you want something to do, you could make me a cup of coffee.”
Matthew frowned, but headed toward the kitchen. Sean was right. He needed to do something or he’d go crazy.
Halfway across the room his cell phone rang. “Ashley? Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. I had to wait until we reached the FBI offices before I could call you. I hope you weren’t worried.”
Matthew sank into the nearest chair. “No. I umm…knew you’d call as soon as you could. I guess by now you know about the bomb threat?”
“Bonnie told me about it as we were driving into town. When did you find out?”
“About three minutes after you said goodbye. The detective that Jason was working with called me as you were going through security. We tried to get you off the plane, but it was too late.”
“It doesn’t matter. Someone from the FBI was waiting for me at the airport with Bonnie and Harry. I’ll talk to my editor and then find somewhere to sleep.”
“Aren’t you staying with Harry?”
Ashley started to say something, then stopped. “There has been a change of plans.”
Matthew didn’t like the sound of that. “What’s going on?”
“Someone broke into Harry’s apartment this morning. While the FBI is finishing their investigation, we have to stay somewhere else. It’s only for one or two nights. Hang on a minute.”
Matthew heard someone talking in the distance.
“I’m back,” Ashley said. “I need to go. Another FBI agent has arrived. I’ll call you in the morning.”
“Make sure you’re safe. Don’t go anywhere that doesn’t feel right.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m serious. Look after yourself.”
Ashley sighed. “I will. Bye, Matthew.”
“Bye.” The word was barely out of his mouth before Ashley ended the call. He stared at his phone for a few minutes before striding across to his laptop.
Sean walked into the living room with two cups of coffee. “What are you doing?”
“Booking a seat on the next flight to New York. Ashley needs me.”
“Are you sure about that?”
Matthew sighed. “No. But this time she doesn’t have a choice.”
Sean left a cup of coffee beside Matthew. “What about the ranch?”
He looked at the flight options that appeared on the screen. “I’ll talk to Nathan in the morning. There are plenty of ranch hands looking for work.”
“I hope you know what you’re doing.”
“So do I,” Matthew muttered.
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