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I moved quickly to support her. “Let me help you.”
“Are you a friend?” Officer Beckett asked me.
“Yes,” I said without clarifying my role.
“Did you witness what happened?”
“Some of it. I only arrived a few minutes before you did. I saw two women on top of Chloe and pulled them off, and I heard a woman saying she was filming it.”
“Good, that will be helpful.”
“Can I go now?” Chloe asked.
“Yes.” The policewoman looked to me. “Will you help her upstairs?”
I nodded with a stern expression.
“Okay, I’ll come up and talk to you in a little while when I’ve had a chance to confer with my colleagues.”
“All right, press the button that says Mr. and Mrs. Olsson and I’ll buzz you in.”
Officer Beckett nodded and stepped outside.
“You don’t have to stay, Adam.”
“But Iamstaying,” I said and bent down to pick her up in my arms. “What floor are you on again?”
“What are you doing?” she asked but placed her arms around my neck.
“I’m carrying you up to your apartment.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t know if you have a head injury since I haven’t had a chance to look at you thoroughly; and until I’m sure, I want you to move as little as possible.”
“But why carry me when there’s an elevator?”
I stopped and looked up to the next landing and saw the doors to the elevator, feeling stupid for having missed that detail.
Chloe’s apartment was spacious and modern in décor. It was open concept with living room, dining room, and kitchen in one.
“Nice place,” I said politely.
“Yeah, it’s such a shame I’ll have to give it up.”
“You have to give it up? Why?”
“Because apparently every lunatic in town knows where I live.” She paused and turned herself on the couch where I had placed her. “I should have known after the news media filmed outside the building when I was… you know.”
“Shot.” I finished for her.
“Yeah, that. I bought this place four years ago because of its location, but my agent and security team have been giving me grief about it. They want me in a secure building with a doorman, at a minimum.”
“Ah, I see.”
She creased her brows. “I wonder if those girls who attacked me where just hoping I would be here or if someone tipped them off.”
“I didn’t tell anyone,” I assured her.
