<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">Gregory Widcombe</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(46, 139, 87)">"Can anyone get a signal on the phone?"</span></b><br/><br/>"Unfortunately, neither I, Ms Daniels, or Ms Ishimoto have been able to get a signal either, Lucia.  My current theory is that the local cell tower is down.  Which is damn inconvenient, given all the considerable effort father put into lobbying for a tower close to the mansion."<br/><br/>Greg was frankly puzzled by Grace's reception of Ethan.  She seemed amazingly civil to him.  Even when he came to the defense of Rikkie.  Was he actually in the will, requiring a greater level of hospitality than she had normally shown her guests?  Of course, maybe it was "the enemy of my enemy is my friend", since neither one of them got along with Marcus.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">"Greg, I am sorry about your father. I would have been here earlier but it's a little far for me."</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">"I understand.  And thank you." Greg replied with a nod.  "I'm more interested in how you got past the front door.  Several of us have tried to open it, with no success.  You must know the secret word."  He laughed, but he was going to have to recheck that door.  But first he headed over to check Justina and Abby.  He had no intention of being present behind the screen for the birth itself, but felt he needed to stay close.  He doubted his sister had the same degree of concern for mother and child.  As for Abby, she provided an intriguing wild card in this gathering.  As he checked on the two women, Karl came over to them.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Greg, considering the situation with the young woman on the bed there, Audrey and myself are going to see if Grace will start the reading, soon. Audrey's gone to look for her."</span><br/><br/>Greg nodded in response, expecting nothing further from the man.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"For what it's worth, Greg, my sincere condolences on your loss."</span>Then he added,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"I'm sorry that I was short with you earlier."</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Now that was a surprise, coming from the stoic Karl.  Greg fumbled for a moment to come up with a response.  "Um, thank you Karl.  No apologies are necessary. No one is at their best right now."</span>