Isabella: His Unseen Guardian

buzzed in his pocket, a jarring intrusion into his silent despair. He pulled it out, expecting a call from a

ace for you in a secure location. Everything you ne

with a singl

of something that wasn't despair. It was a

ain. This time it was a call from t

as he remembered-calm, clear, and authoritativ

, his voice qu

edan. The driver knows who you are. He will take you to a

the question more urgent this

ve been wronged by those who think they are above the law. Your case came to our attention. We don't like bullies, Liam. And the syndicate you crosse

pen. Chloe stood there, her arms crossed, her fa

the call. "No one

her eyes falling on the pile of shredded blueprints o

more," he said, his vo

she shot back. "Th

r future. Mine ended in a basement a week ago." He saw a flicker of s

top being so dramatic. The kidnapping was horrible, I get it. But you have t

er favorite new description for him. He slowly got to

aying here for a while," she said, avoiding his gaze. "Things at his old place a

n her bed but also in his creative space, the one place that had always been

range, cold calm settle over him. It was the calm of finality. He looked

have. She had been braced for a fight, for more tears, for more 'drama.'

e?" he asked. "It's your apartme

f affection. This was a command, an indictment. The sound of her voice, so full of disdain, sent an involuntary t