Page 75 of Before the Night Falls
She followed whatever it was he was looking at.
Footprints, she realized.
They came from the woods on the other side of the property.
Someone had walked to Tyson’s truck, and then headed back in the same direction they’d come from.
Her lungs seemed to fill with cement.
He’d been here. Somehow this guy had followed her and Tyson out here. When he had the first opportunity, he’d left more roses.
At the thought of it, everything around Olivia began to spin.
* * *
Tyson watched Olivia’s eyes widen, and then she wobbled.
In three steps, he reached her and put his hands at her waist, just in case her knees buckled.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured.
As she collapsed in his arms, he held her.
They’d had such a good day. This wasn’t how he wanted it to end.
He didn’t want to think that someone had somehow managed to follow them out here.
How had this person been able to do that?
Then a realization hit him.
He turned to Donald. “Check my F-350. See if there are any tracking devices on it.”
The man nodded and strode toward the truck, feeling around the wheel wells.
A moment later, he lifted a device into the air. Tyson knew exactly what it was.
A tracker.
His stomach clenched.
He should have known. He should have checked his vehicle himself before he left.
Whoever was behind these acts wasn’t going to take anything for granted. This person was going to use every trick in the book.
And Tyson didn’t like it.
Donald’s body went stiff with tension. “What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to document the footprints. Then I want you to take the roses and that tracker to the police station. I need to get Olivia home.”
“Understood.” He nodded stiffly. “You don’t want me to follow?”
“I’ve got this.” Tyson led Olivia back to his vehicle, tucking her inside.
Then he checked the truck himself to make sure no other surprises had been left.
He saw nothing.
