said, hiding his reaction.
âGets better than that.â
Shilah impatiently waited for Holt to continue, gritting his teeth when his brother frowned over the plate heâd just cleaned and tsk ed at himself, before wiping away a smudge of food heâd missed.
âWhen the hell did you become Betty Homemaker? Give me the damn plate!â Shilah said, snatching the plate and placing it in the drainer.
âHey, whatâs up with you?â
Shilah exhaled a breath, knowing his behavior was odd and not wanting his brother, known for hisâ¦unusual sense of humor, to discern the reason.
âJust nerves, man. This whole thing with Rolling Hills is getting under my skin,â he said, breathing a sigh of relief when his explanation seemed to appease Holt.
âYeah, I know what you mean. Same here. Sorry about that. Guess my baby is having an influence on me when it comes to the kitchen. She pitches a fit if everything isnât cleaned up,â he said with a shrug.
Although he wanted nothing more than to turn the tables and rag on Holt for his newfound domestication, Shilahâs mind was divided between concern for the ranch and what, if anything, Ellie had to do with it.
He ran back through their conversation in his mind. When heâd first asked her the reason for her return to the ranch, heâd wanted to bite out his tongue, seeing thelaughter flee from her eyes, replaced by the somberness that she often seemed to carry around her like a stone weight.
After that, heâd managed to bring the smile back to her face, making her laugh outright a few times, and heâd been happier than he should have been. She was just a girl from his past, he reminded himself, and immediately his inner voice mocked him with the memory of how good sheâd feltâ¦how right sheâd felt against him when sheâd stumbled and heâd pulled her close for a moment.
No. She was a woman from his past, one he hadnât seen or thought of for years, and nothing more.
âYeah, well, anyway, our little Ellie has grown up and is working for the USDA. And apparently sheâs the vet they assigned to come and investigate.â
âWait a minuteâ¦back up. Ellie is investigating us?â When his brother stared at him as though he had grown two heads, Shilah realized that he must have lost a thread of their conversation, his mind on Ellie.
âUhâ¦yeah. We just talked about that. USDA is sending out their own investigator about the report?â
âYes, I got that part. I missed the part about what Ellie has to do with that. How exactlyâ¦whenâ¦. did she get involved with the case?â
âNow, that I donât know. But Iâm sure Nate will fill us in when he gets back home.â A glance at his watch and Holt cursed. âDamn, I was supposed to leave ten minutes ago to pick up Yaz from town.â
With that he bolted out of the kitchen, leaving Shilah with his thoughts.
Left alone, Shilah thought back to his conversation with Ellie. Each time heâd been set to ask her about whatsheâd been doing, somehow the conversation had turned and heâd been doing the talking. A seed of doubt crept into his mind. Had she been so absorbed in himâ¦in the conversation, to distract him away from asking what she was doing at the ranch?
He shook his head. No, not Ellie. Besides, she wouldnât do anything to harm the ranch, he reasoned. She loved it as much as any of them did.
But why hadnât she told him why she was on the ranch? The question nagged at him as he left the house, turning over in his mind Ellieâs reason for not mentioning her role with the ranch.
Chapter 4
âI s that you, baby girl?â
No sooner had Ellie walked inside her parentsâ house, than she heard her mother calling out to her.
With a tired sigh, she placed her bag down on the hallway table and walked farther inside, spying her mother in the kitchen, an