It did.
“Is Pop-Pop all right?” she asked urgently. Surely they would have told her straight away if he was injured or ill.
“Oh, Mr. Bridges is fine. In fact, he seems quite pleased with himself. The two women fighting over him because they both believed they were dating him came off second best, though. One of them lost a chunk of hair and the other one has a black eye.”
Oh crap.
If only this was the first time she’d been called in for an ‘incident’ like this.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t.
Pop-Pop was a charmer and a definite favorite with the ladies at the nursing home.
“I’m sorry, but you can’t blame Pop-Pop for that. They are all adults.”
“This is a respectable nursing home. People here want peace and quiet. They do not want all this disruption and it must stop.”
“I’ll speak to him,” she promised.
“You do that. Just be aware that this is his last warning, Ms. Bridges. Next time we will have no choice but to ask that you find him other arrangements.”
This bitch.
Arabella thought about telling her exactly what she thought of her.
But her father wouldn’t like it if the press got wind of that. So she kept her mask on and nodded regally.
“I understand,” she said calmly.
Even though she was seething on the inside.
After walking out, she headed into the nursing home to find her grandfather. Surprisingly, he was in his room with the television on.
She frowned. That wasn’t like him at all.
“Pop-Pop?” she asked worriedly, stepping into the room.
He glanced up and she saw he was pale and appeared shaky.
“What is it? What’s wrong? Shall I get someone?” she asked urgently.
Shaking his head, he gestured at her. “Shut the door. Come. Come.”
After shutting the door, she headed over to sit next to him on the couch. “What is it?”
“Look.” He pointed at the television where a reporter was talking. But her words faded into the background as she read the writing streaming along a banner at the bottom of the screen.
Shock filled her.
Then horror.
And, finally, suspicion.
“Do you think that he . . . that he had something to do with this?” she whispered hoarsely.
“They said it was a heart attack,” Pop-Pop replied. “Did you know if the governor had a heart condition?”
“No. But I didn’t know him that well. What does this . . . what does this mean?”
