Michael's boss made an appearance from behind where Michael couldn't see. Somehow, the old cranky mule knew what was going on. He looked at Isobel as he gnawed on some chewing tobacco then nodded once before he turned to go back the way he'd came.
His arms tightened around Iz as if he were holding on for his life. "...he shut me out entirely. Like I meant nothing. Like what we had meant nothing."