Chapter Nine
“Which is the section of land you don’t own?” Hana asked as Logan plugged her laptop into the charger.
“There’s ten hectares down near the main road. Someone else owns it.”
“Who?”
Logan eyed his wife nervously. She was trying to distract him. “I don’t know. He’s just called ‘JD’ and I lease it on an annual basis. I don’t really need it, but it’s got a bore hole so it’s good in a drought because I can pump water for the stock from it when we’re short.”
“How come you don’t know him?”
“Hana, I don’t need to know him. The family’s leased that land forever. When Dad nearly destroyed the place, this guy let him have it for nothing for about five years. I keep paying him purely because of that.”
“What if it’s not a man? What if it’s a...”
“Hana!” Logan’s retort was sharp. Han
