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Harker had spent most of the day puttering around his office. He’d had a moment of panic after he’d woken and hadn’t found Alison in the house. She was angry but he was pretty sure she wouldn’t leave. She’d be giving up a lot of money if she did. Still, he’d quietly made his way to her office and had peeked into the room—he refused to think he’d crept. That was creepy. He just didn’t want to disturb her. He also refused to think about how once he’d seen her sitting at her computer, he’d been able to breathe again.
He’d gone back to the main part of the house, showered, grabbed something to eat, ran to the store and then had taken a nap. Now, it was almost dinner, and she still wasn’t home. Enough was enough. He made his way down the hallway and stepped into her office. “Hey. You
