LAUREEN'S POV
The rest of the day was a quiet one. At some point, I felt like his troubles were better than mine.
That he was actually shaken up by this meant it was serious. This was not the Tristan I knew and it seemed to have shaken him up for a while.
"You want to go for a ride?" I suggested, and he sighed deeply and nodded in the negative.
"No! I'm fine. I think I'm much better inside than outside. " He muttered.
" Do you have a suspect? " I asked instead, changing the subject, and he looked at me in disbelief.
"Suspect? Like a rival suspect?"
"Yes, maybe someone you think could've done this."
He scoffed then as if he couldn't understand what I was saying.
"I'm a business manager, Laureen. I have a lot of rivals. A whole lot. How do I even start to suspect them one b
