“Do you think that’s a good or a bad thing?” Mrs. Bennett asked.
Hannah didn’t care what he had in his truck. As long as he stayed beside the barn, she was happy.
“He’s picking up his cell phone,” Dave hissed. “He could be getting orders to come closer.”
Hannah nearly dropped her phone. “I’m calling the police again. Let me know if he does anything else.”
“He’s getting in his truck.”
With a shaking hand, Hannah hit the emergency button on her phone.
“What is he doing?” Dave muttered.
Claire crawled across to Dave. “Let me see. Why is he flashing his headlights at the house?”
“He wants us to know he’s there,” Mrs. Bennett whispered. “Maybe he’s a psycho serial killer?”
“You’ve been watching too many TV shows,” Dave whispered back.
“Ssh!” Hannah said. “I’m talking to the police.” By the time she’d ended her call, she knew exactly why the man was flashing his headlights.
She leaned her head against the basement wall and sighed. “We don’t have to worry. The man beside the barn is Jason Smith. He works for Fletcher Security.”
“What’s he doing here?” Mrs. Bennett asked. “It’s one o’clock in the morning.”
Hannah used the flashlight on her cell phone to find the basement’s light switches. “I guess we’ll find out. He’s on his way to the house.”
Claire helped Mrs. Bennett to her feet. “Maybe I was right. Cowboys are the good guys.”
Dave snapped the cover of his phone into place. “Good guys don’t sneak onto someone’s property. He could have let us know he was coming.”
Hannah had to agree with Dave. Jason Smith had some serious explaining to do.
***
Hannah opened the front door and glared at the man standing on the porch. “Why were you standing beside the McConachies’ barn?”
“I was making sure you were all right.”
Mrs. Bennett bustled along the hallway. “Don’t keep the man standing there. It’s freezing outside. Bring him into the living room.”
As far as Hannah was concerned, Jason Smith didn’t deserve to be warm. He’d sent them into panic mode, triggered a police call, and made her sister’s heart flutter.
Mrs. Bennett ushered Jason down the hallway. “You gave us quite a fright. We thought the people who have been looking for Dave were here.”
Jason removed his hat. “I’m sorry about that. You were supposed to receive a call to let you know I was coming. Unfortunately, the message didn’t get through to the police.”
“Has someone let them know they don’t need to come here?” Dave asked.
Jason nodded. “Fletcher Security have called them.”
Hannah watched Jason as he looked around the living room. Her sister was right. Hewashandsome, but there was an intensity about him that was almost scary. Talking about her sister, where was she?
“Has anyone seen Claire?”
“She went upstairs to get changed,” Mrs. Bennett said. “Who would like a nice hot cup of coffee?”
Dave and Jason both said yes.
