Ethan walked back inside the massive house, carrying only the evidence bag: the camera, the USB drive, and the printed contracts.
As he entered the dining area, he found Jason had already set the table. The breakfast was simple but looked impeccably done: scrambled eggs, perfectly crisp bacon, toast with butter, and jam. Everything was neatly arranged, a stark contrast to the chaos of the past twenty-four hours.
"Morning, Boss," Jason said, pulling out a chair for Ethan with professional swiftness. "I hope scrambled eggs and bacon are sufficient. I tried to keep it light before we head out."
"Perfect, Jason, thank you," Ethan replied, genuinely touched by the gesture. He sat down and placed the documents carefully beside his plate. "You really didn't need to do this. I'll get that cook hired today."
"It's truly my pleasure, Boss," Jason insisted, taking the seat opposite him. "It keeps me sharp."
