Chapter 3
With a touch of regret, Chad shook his head. “I’m sorry. There’s no one else here with us.”
Pearl frowned. “But he came here, and I know what I heard.”
Chad holstered his weapon. “I agree that someone was definitely here.” He motioned down the aisle. “I suspect none of these stalls were empty when you and your brother retired to bed this evening?”
“What?” Loose horse forgotten, Pearl maneuvered around him with incredible dexterity, clearly refusing to believe the information he relayed. All too soon she slowed, Chad half a step behind. She was shaking her head, eyeing the four empty stalls. “No,” it came out a moan.
“May I ask?”
“Our four best broodmares, all in foal. Two to our stallion, two to outside stallions.” Pearl fidgeted with the collar of her nightgown. “The foals
