(Isla’s POV)

“Isla? You’re here?” he said.

“Yes, Ryder. The doctor called me and said Granny was getting better, so I had to rush in. I knew you’d be busy today, so I decided to take that role.”

“Oh… that’s really thoughtful of you,” he replied, though his tone carried a weight I didn’t like. “But I didn’t see your signature on the record?”

My eyes widened instantly, my throat tightening.

“Oh… oh… tha–that… I really don’t know. They probably mixed ...