I was sitting next to Bella. She was sleeping uncomfortably. I was
waiting for my parents to arrive. Seth had called me when he’d picked up my
parents at the airport. With another security detail from diplomatic security,
they were driving to Rochester.
“Your Highness?”
I looked up and saw a woman, wearing a black pant suit and a concerned
smile. “May I help you?” I asked.
“I’m the mayor of Rochester, Mayor Warren,” she said, bowing uncomfortably.
“On behalf of the city and state of New York, I’m so sorry for what happened to your fiancée and head of
security.”
“Thank you for your apologies. However, it does little to
assuage my fears and concerns about the cause,” I snapped. “I appreciate the
visit, Mayor Warren, but I’m not at liberty to discuss this until I’ve spoken
to my attorney and my family.”
“Understandable,” she murmured. “I just wanted to let you know
that we are handling an investigation into what happened. All of the reporters
involved have been sanctioned and have been fired from the publications.
Additionally, criminal charges are being brought forth against the monsters who
caused the accident. All medical expenses are being covered by the city.”
I pursed my lips, nodded curtly. “For both Jacob and Isabella?
Plus, any other expenses due to the cost of the accident?” I asked.
“Of course,” Mayor Warren nodded. “We’ve also posted extra
security around the hospital and increased police patrols around the hospital
and at the hotel where they are staying. Again, my apologies and we’ll do
everything to right this wrong.”
I gave her a terse smile, turning back to Bella and effectively
dismissing the mayor. She left and I stayed until my cell phone rang in my
pocket. Charlie shuffled into the room, sipping some soda and settling into the
recliner. “Dinner okay?” I asked.
“It’s hospital food,” Charlie snickered. “She still asleep?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Look, I need to step out. My parents are here.”
I held up my phone, showing a text from Seth. Charlie nodded and I kissed
Bella’s forehead. “You have my number, right?”
“I do,” Charlie replied. “I’ll sit with her. Leah and Seth also
said they’d take turns, too. Just in case I get too tired. Good luck with your
family.”
“I’m going to need it,” I snorted. With another wistful look to
Bella, I left her room. In the waiting room, I was greeted by one of Jake’s
colleagues from the FBI, a tall man, Sam. We shook hands and he led me to the
back entrance of the hospital. We weren’t taking any chances with paparazzi,
even though they’d been forced off the hospital grounds. “Sam, do you know any
more as to what happened?”
“We have the security tapes and we’re looking into it. I’m
heading up the investigation, working with the Rochester police department.
We’ve got everyone who worked on the floor where Bella and Jake were staying,
helping Rosalie Hale … Could she be involved? Could she have sold the story?
She’s …”
“Not a person of interest. She was admitted to the hospital to
give birth to a baby girl,” I answered. “She was raped, quite brutally, and a
baby was conceived that night. Bella and Rose became friends. Rose is also very
important to my brother. She’d never do this. She’s barely able to function,
let alone be a mastermind behind this situation.”
“My apologies, Your Highness. I have no doubt in what you told
me, but I’m still looking into her,” Sam said with a brusque nod. I sighed. Nothing
would change his mind until he crossed Rose’s name off the list of suspects.
The rest of our drive was filled with a tense silence. We
arrived at the hotel, pulling up to a rear entrance. Alec was waiting there
with Felix and my mother’s secretary, Elizabeth. The three of them bowed as I
got out of the car. I followed Felix, walking through the bowels of the hotel
and to the elevators, riding up to the presidential suite. “Your Highness, your
father is resting, but Her Majesty is up and anxious to speak to you,” Felix
said quietly in French.
Alec
Elizabeth
Felix
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