That wasn't the same thing as Isabel saying so. Parker looked up, meeting the other woman's eyes. "Nothing that'll get him killed. Or I won't hear the end of it from Jarod." Or be able to live with herself. Her fingers drummed on the coffee cup again. "Serve him right, though. Manipulating me into leaving him." She rubbed at her temples. "I should check into the hotel, too. Or at least see if I can, if Ronan's going to need the room."