Tell Me No Lies by A. V. Geiger

Author:A. V. Geiger
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2018-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

MET @MrsEricThorn

FOLLOWING FOLLOWERS

78 1.1M

Eric still didn’t know what to make of it. Was it possible that Blair had been behind the MET account all along? Seemed hard to believe. Whoever ran that account had been fangirling over him for years. She might be stalkerish as hell, but she was an Eric Thorn stalker, not a Tessa Hart stalker. No, Blair was either working with MET, or he’d somehow hacked the account. That was the only explanation that made sense.

It didn’t matter. He didn’t particularly care who MET was, as long as she could lead him to Blair.

Tessa had been sleeping over the other night when Eric hatched his plan. That was one good thing about the Daily Mail story, he supposed. No need for the two of them to skulk around anymore. The secret was out. Tessa’s face was obscured in the photo, but everyone on his crew could clearly recognize her. The two of them could spend every night together now, and no one would blink an eye.

Not that he and Tessa were having much fun lately. She was a ball of nerves, and Eric didn’t blame her. He’d worried after the photo leaked that she would go into hiding, run back home to her mother’s house in Texas.

The thought of losing her made Eric’s throat constrict. He needed to act. As long as Blair Duncan existed, it was only a matter of time before Tessa ran away. If not to her mother, then she’d find somewhere else to hide. Somewhere Blair couldn’t find her, and Eric might not be able to find her either. He couldn’t imagine the loneliness of this hollow pop-star existence without Tessa in his life.

The same worries had been turning over and over inside his head the other night, with Tessa snoring softly at his side. She’d finally fallen asleep after a week of relentless insomnia—and an inexplicable refusal to take her anxiety medication for relief. She had her phone beside her on the pillow, flashing with incoming notifications, and Eric had pocketed it so it wouldn’t wake her.

“Places, everyone! Let’s move!”

Eric trotted across the asphalt to his mark. He waited for his cue, with his pistol lowered at his side. His forearm quivered inside its silken sleeve as he gripped the gun. Soon, it would be time for action.

But the sun shifted behind a cloud. The video director issued a muffled curse at the change in light. Eric’s arm relaxed as his shadow on the pavement disappeared.

He tapped the pistol rhythmically against his outer thigh, and his mind went back to the other night. He’d tiptoed into the bathroom with Tessa’s phone and opened one of the notifications. It brought up Twitter, logged in to his account. Mrs. Eric Thorn was the one causing all the commotion that night. She’d been online and tweeting. Eric must have sat there for half an hour, staring at the screen as MET posted tweet after tweet. And all the while, he kept coming back to the words beside her username.

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