Page 106 of Before the Night Falls

But she couldn’t be the tornado that destroyed Tyson’s life.

Keeping the lights off, she quietly walked to the back of the house, opened the door, and slipped outside. As she walked to the road, the ocean roared behind her and the wind rushed over the marsh grass lining the driveway.

Right on time, a car pulled up.

She hesitated only a second before opening the door.

Just as planned, Wes sat in the driver’s seat.

His eyes lit when he saw her. “Olivia . . . thanks for trusting me enough to ask me to help with this.”

“Thank you for dropping everything to come.”

“Anytime.”

She climbed in and shut the door.

Then Wes took off. He’d reserved a cabin in the mountains under his name.

Olivia should be safe there . . . until she could end this.

While there, she planned on continuing to do her research. To keep asking more questions.

She had to figure out who this new Admirer was—and figure out if Brian Elliot really was responsible for those other deaths.

She prayed Tyson understood. She’d left him a note explaining everything.

But she couldn’t ignore the pang of hurt that captured her every heartbeat.

* * *

As Tyson lay in bed, unable to sleep, he kept thinking about that kiss Olivia had given him.

About how wonderful it was.

About how he’d been dreaming about kissing her again ever since they got here.

How he wished the moment between them didn’t have to end.

How . . . there was more behind the action than just a kiss.

It was almost like a goodbye.

He sat up straighten at the thought.

Was that what it was? Or was he reading too much into this?

Just then, his phone buzzed, and he grabbed it.

It was Scarborough. If the detective was calling at this hour, he must have a good reason.

“Sorry to wake you, but I knew you’d want to hear this ASAP,” Scarborough started. “I know it seemed as if Donald was the one behind what happened, but something about his guilt—and his death—left me unsettled.”

“Me too.”

“I decided to double-check some alibis, and I found a hole in another suspect’s story.”

Tyson’s pulse quickened. “Who?”