Scott looked up sharply. "How do you know about Brooke?" he demanded.
Nancy laced her fingers together nervously. "I heard someone mention her."
"Wrong answer," he said, his eyes darkening. "Now give me the right one."
She sighed. "She came into Pa's a few days ago asking about the team. Pa filled me in. And…"
He raised an eyebrow. "And what?"
"While I was fixing the jack I overheard a phone call between the two of you on your headset."
"You don't know what you heard!" Scott shouted.
Nancy flinched but held her ground. "I wasn't accusing you of anything!"