Page 42 of Before the Night Falls
Olivia searched his eyes, looking for the truth.
This was Tyson Stone. Not only a fitness guru and entrepreneur.
But he was a good person.
If he’d wanted to hurt her, he could have already done so . . . right?
For those reasons, she believed him. He couldn’t have known she would come here.
Except . . . she had asked Hobbes if Tyson was in the office today. If he had any meetings.
Could Hobbes have surmised she was coming?
Was he behind this?
After all, Tyson had said Hobbes worked in New York a year ago before coming to work for Tyson.
She tried to ignore the connection.
But maybe that was a mistake.
Maybe coming here was a mistake . . . one that might cost Olivia her life.
CHAPTERTWENTY
Alarm rushedthrough Tyson as he watched Olivia’s reaction.
Whatever had happened, it had shaken her.
She’d mentioned finding roses in his office. But he had no idea what she was talking about. He certainly hadn’t bought any roses—not after the other incident at his house.
He leaned closer so he could look her in the eye. “What’s going on, Olivia?”
Tears ran down her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I . . . I guess I just panicked.”
Tyson reached for her. Hesitated to gauge her reaction.
When she didn’t back away, he pulled her into his arms. “It’s okay.”
She melted in his embrace.
He let her stay there for as long as she needed. He tried not to note how perfectly she fit in his arms, how her head tucked beneath his chin like a puzzle piece.
Several minutes later, she pulled away. “No, it’s not okay. You’ve been nothing but kind to me, and I . . .”
“You’ve been through a lot.” He placed an arm around her shoulders. “Come on. I’m going to take you to get some coffee. Afterward, I’m going to talk to Sheri and see what she knows about those flowers.”
Olivia didn’t argue.
Tyson led her down the stairs and into the small deli on the first floor of the building. He ordered while Olivia sat at a table by the window, staring outside at the passersby.
A moment later, he sat down with two cups of warm coffee.
“I feel so paranoid.” Olivia turned her gaze from the window to Tyson.
“Do you want to tell me about the roses?” He took a sip of his coffee.
He knew enough to know roses had somehow been a part of her abduction. But he didn’t know any details.
