Page 101 of Stealing Home

The Grizzlies win, which will only make the gala that much better now. We head back to the large conference room to meet with everyone from earlier to hand out swag bags before they leave.

We told the guys we would meet them at home since we didn’t know how quick or slow it would go at the end.

We finish up and head out of the stadium to the parking lot.

“What is on the windshield of your car, A?” Heather asks as we get closer.

“That’s weird.” I say.

We get to my car and there is a bouquet of red roses and forget-me-not’s wrapped up. I pick them up and a see a note included and pull it out and read it:

See you soon, beautiful.

That’s it. It doesn’t say anything else. No signature, no nothing.

“What does it say?” Heather asks.

I show Heather the note. Words escape me at this moment. I don’t think it’s Cole because he would just have given them to me or signed his name.

“What the fuck?! Do you think it’s Toby?” She questions.

“It could be since he was here.” I reply just above a whisper.

Heather grabs her phone from her purse. I assume she is calling either Cole or Ty.

The only thing I want to do it to go home and shower. I feel icky and dirty.

“The guys are coming.” Heather informs me.

I nod my head to let her know I heard her.

I hear footsteps coming towards us quickly before hands touch my shoulders and turn me around.

“What happened, baby?” Cole asks with worry in his tone.

“Here.” I say, pushing the bouquet into his hands.

“What are these?” He questions.

“Roses and forget-me-not’s. This is the note that came with it.” Heather tells him while giving him the note.

He and Ty look over it.

“Do we have any thoughts of who it could be from?” Ty asks.

“Toby is here. He came today with one of the companies who is a top contributor or sponsor.” Heather informs them.

“I didn’t see him on the field.” Cole states.

“I saw him, but then he disappeared.” Ty tells us.

“Okay, let’s call the police.” Cole suggests.

“No. I don’t want to deal with that. He’s harmless.” I tell them.

“Are you sure? We can get the footage from the parking lot to check.” Heather says.

“Can we just go home?” I ask.