Ian’s phone rang once again in his solar, and everyone looked at him as if he was about to hear some earth shattering news. . . a call to battle, a final ultimatum. . . from one of the McKinleys or their cousins. He glanced at the caller ID and frowned. Looking at Luka with a raised brow, he greeted the caller with a brief, “ Kyra .”
Luka couldn’t have been more astonished.
“ Yeah, Luka is safe here. I’ll let you speak with him. “ Ian held the phone out to him.
Luka crossed the floor to Ian and took the phone. He breathed in deeply and said, “ Kyra .”
“ You’re all right? “ she asked, and he heard a hint of tears in her voice.
He hated that Baird or his brothers had upset her. “ Yeah , I’m fine, Kyra. It's okay. You. . . heard about my car “
“ Yes, the bastards. I’m so sorry Luka “
