Chapter 73

• The man smiled, and while it was perfectly charming with no hint of malice, she couldn’t seem to shake that uneasy feeling as he shook her hand. There was something familiar about him, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. “Nathaniel Cooke. Everyone calls me Nate.”
• “Well, Nate, it’s nice to meet you.” Leaning around him, she searched the interior of the car. “Is your wife with you?”
• “Oh, no, it’s just me.” Again with the perfect, charming smile that made Olivia’s stomach turn.