She didn’t recognize the number but the area code was Brooklyn. It could only be one person. She answered. “Kelly, it’s Michael.” “Hello, Michael.” She waved a reassuring hand at Evan’s questioning gaze and gestured that she’d take the call on the balcony. Once outside, she leaned against the balustrade soaking in the view over tree-lined Central Park. “I guess you’ve seen the news.” “Looks like the good Lord brought me here in time to help.” His brotherly concern sounded so familiar. She realized how glad she was to finally have family on her side of the ocean. “Michael, please don’t breathe a word of this to the family.” “Do you think this event will make international headlines?” She closed her eyes at the thought. “God, I hope not.” “How can I help?” “I’m not sure.
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