Will peered at the screen.
‘You don’t have any reading glasses, do you? Mine are at the house.’
‘Yes, here.’
Grace thought her shocking pink glasses rather suited Will. She’d bet that young nurse wouldn’t be able to produce some glasses at the drop of a hat. After reading the messages, Will held the phone to his ear. Grace strained to hear the content of the voicemail. It sounded like a male voice. Not that she was bothered what sex the caller was. Will put the phone down on the bedside table with a smile.
‘Ah, that’s good. They caught the guy that ran off. They’ve both been charged, and all the property recovered.’
‘Wonderful.’
‘They were just a couple of youngsters who obviously thought they’d give it a go. Probably the same two I’d seen hanging around the villa the day before I met you.’
The warmth in his eyes took Grace right back to the night on the beach. She’d need to open a window soon.
‘Ah yes, when you accused me of being some sort of female Fagin, running my little gang of criminals.’
‘That’s not quite what I said.’
‘And remember, they weren’t quite hapless innocents. One of them was carrying a knife. A knife that could have…’
Grace swallowed hard.
Will reached for her hand and stroked it.
‘Don’t get upset. It’s all over now. I’m going to be OK, thanks to you.’
Grace turned away so he couldn’t see her eyes water. When she turned back, she was pleased for once to see Will’s smirk make a comeback.
‘And my employers sincerely hope that having my sister nearby will aid my recovery no end.’
Grace looked out of the window. They must have had notification from the hospital that she was with him.
‘You’re not going to let me forget that, are you?’
‘Nope.’
The text that she’d been waiting for came in on her phone. Jack was in reception. Grace debated keeping it a total surprise for a moment. But maybe that wouldn’t be good for someone in Will’s condition. She’d have to tell him.
‘There’s something else you need to know.’
Will’s face creased into a frown.
‘Yes…’
It was best just to rip the plaster off.
‘Your son’s here to see you.’
Will tried to sit up straighter.
‘What? How the hell…?’
‘I rang him. I figured if it was me lying in a foreign hospital, I’d want my daughters to know.’
The frown got deeper.
‘But I’m not you.’
