“When you called me, you said you’d had a quiet night. What happened after I went back to see Ida?”
“Nothing.”
“Really?”
She glanced at him before folding her arms across her chest. “I didn’t want you to worry. Jason stayed with us for a few hours before we shooed him away.”
“You’re not making sense. Who is Jason?”
“He works for Fletcher Security. We had a small incident here last night. It turned out to be nothing major, but it was a little unsettling.”
Dave thumped down the stairs. “That’s one way of putting it. Hi, boss. How is Mrs. McConachie?”
“She’s not doing so well.” If Hannah wouldn’t give him a straight answer, Dave would. “What happened last night?”
“I saw a truck drive onto the ranch. You should have seen us. It was like one of those Harrison Ford movies you like watching. We turned off the lights and ran to the basement. I had my gun.”
Brett’s eyes widened. “Why did you need your gun?”
“It turned out I didn’t. Jason decided to check on us, only no one told us he was coming. We freaked out and thought he was coming after me.”
He looked at Hannah’s flushed face. “That sounds like more than a small incident.”
“It was huge. We were ready to escape through the tunnel.”
Hannah bit her bottom lip. “It sounds a lot worse than it was.”
Brett couldn’t believe she hadn’t told him what had happened.
Dave pulled on his jacket. “The security camera app works great. I’ve got to go. Thomas arrived this morning and I’m helping him feed the cattle.”
Hannah took her jacket off the coat stand. “Mrs. Bennett wants some eggs.”
“Does she need them right now?” Brett asked.
Hannah sighed as Dave left the house. “Not exactly.”
“Have you had breakfast?”
“I was waiting for Claire. We’ve got two meetings in town this morning.”
He pointed toward the kitchen. “Why don’t we have breakfast together? You can tell me why Jason came here and scared the living daylights out of you.”
“It wasn’t his fault,” Hannah said as they walked into the kitchen. “He thought he was doing the right thing, but someone at Fletcher Security forgot to tell us he was coming. It was good of him to check on us. Is Ida still in an induced coma?”
Brett took two plates out of the pantry. Hannah wanted to change the subject, and he was too tired to do anything but answer her question. “The doctors won’t take her out of the coma until they’re sure her body is able to fight the infection.” He reached for a piece of bacon while Hannah placed a few pancakes on their plates.
“No bacon for me,” she said quickly. “I’ve been eating far too much since I’ve been here. Mrs. Bennett’s baking is way too tempting.”
Brett’s eyebrows drew together. “You look good to me,” he said, before popping the bacon into his mouth.
Hannah laughed. “Considering how tired you are, I’ll take the compliment. Do you know anything about Jason Smith?”
“The security guard who came here last night?”
Hannah nodded.
“I’ve never met him. Why?”
