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"Miss Manning, where is your father? Is he still in Paris?" another voice shouted at me I couldn’t focus There were too , can you tell us if you have seen yourin your father’s Beverly Hills rand Questions were yelled at ht into be able to do this

"Get the fuck off her" Grant’s voice broke through the tunnel of people and voices His hand closed around me and pulled ht it was his Then I saw Rush sitting in the driver’s seat

"You okay?" he asked, his face hard as stone as he glared out at the people now calling out his na at me and closed the door

Rush backed his truck up as I watched Grant walk back toward his condo Not once did he look back at me

"I’m sorry, Harlow," Rush said

"Me, too," I replied I couldn’t go back to Nan’s I needed to leave all of this

"Can you take me to the airport?" I asked hi to go?" Rush asked

"LA, Texas, I don’t know Dad needs o to Mase, but I don’t want to take this insanity to his ranch"

"Grant just needs time to deal He’ll cos were said I’ll never forget That chapter is closed"

Rush didn’t reply as he pulled out onto the main road that led out of town

"He’s just scared," Rush said, defending hi for his from Nan’s and ship theh "Yeah, I can do that So you’re going to LA?"

It was better for Mase if I did "Yes, for now I’ll hide out there and help deal with Dad"

Rush nodded

We drove in silence for a while I tried to think about Dad and what he was dealing with I didn’t let myself think about Grant I couldn’t I would break down on Rush, and he didn’t need to deal with that I would have plenty of alone tiot to LA Plenty of time to cry