for the white building
located in the center of the flower fields. The smaller field office stood to
the right of the large cool prep building where they trimmed the flowers before
shipping. He saw a delivery van in front of the big doors so someone must be
picking up an order.
He was a little early to pick up Chelsea, but he could wait
in the office for her. Although it depended on who was in the building, he
might be able to ask if there had been any gifts. If it was just her brother,
they could talk at will. Unfortunately, that wasn’t likely. He could, at least,
ask about her day.
Gallagher wanted to keep the details of the attacks on
Chelsea as quiet as possible. Alex agreed with the call. They didn’t want to
chance any copycat incidents to confuse the issue. It wasn’t going to be easy
to catch the stalker even without some other person making problems.
It had been two days since she’d moved in with him. Her
house had been cleaned and was now odor free. Chelsea wouldn’t be going home
though. She was staying with him until they caught this person. If he had his
way, she wouldn’t move out when the stalking ended.
The attraction between them was too strong to walk away
from. It felt right. The connection made him feel as if he finally had a place
to belong. He’d been looking for that for a long time. His instincts told him
to hold onto her. That’s what he’d do. He had the tenacity to keep pushing for
a life with her. Especially since he knew she felt something for him.
Chelsea had doubts because he hadn’t been open about his
past. He’d been so focused on her and building a relationship that he hadn’t
realized she wasn’t satisfied. Now that he knew about it, he would find a way
to make her happy.
Thankfully, she was in the same house with him and wouldn’t
be going anywhere soon. With the danger she faced, she’d learn what he’d done
in the past. He hoped it didn’t scare her. With any luck, she knew him well enough
to see that he wasn’t a monster.
After he opened the door to the office, he looked around the
light gray walled room. A thin, blond man walked past him without saying word,
carrying what looked like a computer bag and a square box. A young red haired
woman, Gina Dysart, sat behind a desk. Caleb, Chelsea’s brother, stood slightly
bent over the corner of another desk. He studied something on one of the
monitors. A man who Alex had seen before, but never met sat in the desk chair
pointing something out to Caleb.
“Hi, Alex, Chels is still out in the fields with a couple of
other people, but she shouldn’t be too much longer.” Caleb looked up when the
door closed behind Alex. A smile crossed the other man’s face.
Alex appreciated Caleb telling him she wasn’t alone. He’d
had nightmares over her coming to work. She spent most of her time out in the
fields. She touched the plants, healed them, and encouraged their growth. She
was also most vulnerable there. He knew before this happened she’d walked
through the fields alone while working.
“No worries. I’m early.” Alex shrugged. “Everything good
here today?”
“You know this place. Routine as usual. If we’re not
planting, we’re tending or harvesting. The latter today,” Caleb said before he
glanced back at the monitor. “This is Dean, by the way. You’ve seen him, but I
don’t think you’ve met him. The man who just left was Jeremy. He’s always in
and out. He works in the office.”
Which meant that Jeremy didn’t have a strong affinity to the
plants. The people with a pull to plants worked with them in a direct capacity.
Alex nodded to the man sitting at the desk near Caleb. “Nice
to meet you.”
Alex walked past the first desk and found a spare chair. He
settled in to wait. His muscles loosened a little and the tension in his
shoulders and neck eased. He’d see Chelsea soon. If he was with her, he could
handle almost anything.
After a moment, he pulled his phone from his pocket.
Jerry B. Jenkins, Chris Fabry