Chapter 40

“Since I know Gideon would rather get soaked to the skin than seek shelter from a storm under my roof, one can only assume you need my help with something,” John said smoothly. His gaze settled on Jess, and though a slight smile curved his mouth, his voice was tinged with disappointment. “Once upon a time, you would have called rather than show up unannounced on my doorstep, Mr. Madding. You’ve been with your employer too long. His bad manners are starting to rub off on you.”

Jesse inclined his head slightly, a sign of respect that irritated Gideon. “You’re right, of course, I apologize. I hope this excuses my rudeness,” he said, pushing a small box into John’s hand. “We wouldn’t have come if wasn’t an emergency.”

John lifted the lid, tilting his head slightly to peer inside. He lifted a single brow. “Where did you find this? I heard they were all destroyed.”