Chapter Fourteen
The elevator ride down was silent except for Charlie’s breathing. He didn’t look at Stacey. Instead, he was taking slow breaths, holding them and exhaling them after ten seconds. Their fingers were loosely entwined.
She could picture Tony pressed against the bookshelf and Charlie holding onto him. She had been terrified of Tony then. If Charlie hadn’t appeared, what would she have done?
Not to mention she was wondering just what Charlie had run off to do. He came back just in time but what if he hadn’t?
The elevator doors opened and the two of them left the elevator in silence. They crossed the lobby into the parking lot. For the first time since she had gotten back home, it was actually chilly outside. Charlie must have noticed because he turned to her.
“Want my jack
