Chapter 103

I was flicking through crap cable channels when a nurse came in. ‘Mrs Laurent, there’s a man outside who wants to see you.’ I sat up. ‘Did he give a name?’ ‘A Rhys Granger.’ I sat back down. ‘I’m not receiving visitors.’ ‘Noted.’ She came back a minute later. ‘He says he has urgent business to discuss and refuses to leave.’ ‘Call security.’ ‘Got it, Mrs Laurent.’ Two hours later, my phone lit up with Louisa Granger’s name. I almost didn’t answer. I should’ve followed that instinct. She launched into it before I even said hello. Once I heard enough to get the gist, I cut her off, ‘Aunt Louisa, it wasn’t me. I didn’t take those photos. And I certainly didn’t leak the news.’ ‘I know, I trust you, it’s just that… Rhys says you were the only one he ran into at the hospital.’ I borrowed Ashton’s line. ‘It’s a public place. Plenty of people come and go. And Rhys and Catherine were talking in a hallway. I saw them. So did the nurse. So did at least two dozen other people walking by at the time