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After cleaning up a little and taking care of other more pressing matters, he took the long walk down the hall toward the windows. He pulled out his phone and dialed.
Hell, he didn’t even know what time it was.
“Grace residence.” The voice clipped and definitely New England.
“I’m looking for Anna or Richard Grace?”
“This is Mrs. Grace.”
The few times Izzy had talked of her parents, it had been full of censure and aloofness. With just two sentences, he felt it. They both seemed to have less than amazing family backgrounds so they tended to talk of other things.
His father the conman who’d steal from his own kid and his dead mother. Her cold and rigid parents, that cared only about appearances. They were a real pair in the family department.
“Yes. This is Logan King.” Crap, he wasn’t even sure she’d told her parents about him. How fucked up was that?
“What can I do for you, Mr. King?” Her voice became even cooler if that was at all possible.
“I’m not sure if you’re aware of the accident that happened in Winchester Falls.”
“We are. We’ve been monitoring Isabella’s progress with the hospital.”
Logan bowed his head and dug his fingertips into his neck. Fuck, that was cold. “I was just calling to let you know she’s okay. Things have been pretty crazy here.”
“We appreciate the call. Is there anything else?”
“Do you know who I am?”
“Yes, Mr. King. My daughter is having an unfortunate relationship with you.”
“Unfortunate? I’m marrying your daughter.” His spine snapped straight.
“As I said, unfortunate. But Isabella does as she pleases, and always has. A musician is not the correct status statement for her social standing.”
“Social—” Shocked into silence, Logan took a breath. “I didn’t know there was an academic pedigree she’d been lacking.”
“We’ve come to an understanding over the years. I’m relieved that she is recuperating.”
Stunned, Logan took the phone away from his ear and looked down at it before returning it to his ear. “You are aware that her best friend and business partner died in the explosion.”
“Yes.”
For the first time, Logan heard a note of actual humanity in her voice.
“Isabella is welcome here to convalesce if you need a place for her.”
“No, I’ll take care of her.”
“Very well then. Thank you for calling.”
Anger surged into his voice. “Mrs. Grace. Your daughter will be out of reach for the near future.”
“I see. I hope she’ll let us know where she ends up. You may not understand our relationship, Mr. King, but we do keep in contact.”
Why, he couldn’t fathom it. The fact that Izzy was the warm, generous woman she was seemed even more of a miracle now. And he would make sure she stayed that way. Even with the loss of the one friend who had showed her that not all families were like her own, Isabella would know she was loved.
He was her family.
And no one would take that away.
