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asked, pulling back to see Analise’s face. “Brendan brought you here? Why?”
    “He thought I’d like it,” Analise mumbled, wiping at her tears. She looked pale and Gracie suspected she was in shock.
    “He’s still at Dr. Graebel’s?” Gracie asked Eddie.
    “Yeah. He isn’t conscious yet, so the doc wants to keep overnight, but he says he doesn’t think it’s serious. Thinks the boy will be coming around soon.”
    “Mom,” Analise said, looking around. “Who are all these people?”
    Analise brushed her hair back from her face and scanned the cluster of strangers, giving Reilly his first clear look at her face. Gracie froze with dread, wanting to shove Analise behind her and race for the door, but a train was already barreling through the tunnel and at any moment, it would jump the tracks. There was no way to stop it, just as there was no way in hell Reilly could look at his daughter and not recognize her for who she was.
    The blood drained from his face and his mouth fell open. Uncomfortable with his fixed stare, Analise shifted and looked away. Fortunately, she hadn’t made the connection yet, but Gracie wouldn’t be able to keep it from her now. Scared, angry, and uncertain about what came next, Gracie lifted her chin and met the incredulous gaze that swung her way.
    Eddie had been scribbling on a notebook he carried. Now he looked up just as the woman in the turban stepped forward.
    “We have reservations,” she said with a smile, oblivious to the turmoil churning among Gracie, Reilly, and their confused daughter. She looked anxious as she went on. “Mr. Stevens assured us our rooms are ready.”
    “Reservations?” Eddie repeated like it was a foreign concept. His gaze moved suspiciously through the room until it landed on Reilly. He gave a bark of laughter, finally wrenching Reilly’s gaze away from Gracie.
    Reilly and Eddie had known each other most of their lives, but it still bothered Gracie when Eddie pulled him into an embrace and patted him soundly on the back. “Son of a bitch. Never thought I’d seen you here. How the hell are you?”
    Reilly made a sound that wasn’t quite laughter and stepped back. “I could use a drink.”
    So could Gracie.
    “What the hell are you— You with these guys?” Eddie asked.
    The suspicion was back in his voice. Good.
    “No,” Reilly answered at the same time the woman said, “Yes.”
    She smiled again, her turbaned head bobbing. “Nathan is looking for his next story,” she said. “He thinks he’ll find it here.”
    Eddie’s eyes narrowed at that. “What makes you think so, Reilly?”
    With a sick feeling in her stomach, Gracie tucked Analise against her and waited for Reilly to answer. He’d come for a story? Had he heard about Grandma Beck’s death and decided to sensationalize it? She wouldn’t put it past him.
    “Time out,” Reilly said, making a T with his hands. “Rewind. They”—he jerked his thumb at the small group—“are the story. Seriously, look at them.”
    Only the priest appeared to be offended by the comment. Jonathan cleared his throat to draw attention and then greeted Eddie with a friendly smile. Eddie returned it with a curt nod.
    “Ms. Lamont is correct. These people reserved their rooms a few days ago. Carolina took the reservation herself.”
    Gracie let out a deep breath. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience, Ms. Lamont, but you’ll need to find other accommodations. My grandmother died tonight. The Diablo isn’t available for guests anymore.”
    “Carolina’s dead?” Reilly exclaimed in a deep voice. “Are you serious?”
    “Your grandma died?” Analise cried. “Tonight?”
    Cursing her own stupidity for blurting that out in front of Analise, Gracie pulled her closer.
    Eddie nodded, confirming it. “We found her body out by the ruins.”
    “By the ruins ?”Analise said. “But . . .”
    Reilly looked like he was having as hard a time processing everything as Gracie and Analise. He gave Chloe