As Tyler navigated the winding driveway leading to Henry Rosewood's residence he thought about dinner with Henry – a prospect that would have thrilled him a week ago, but now felt heavy with a looming sense of dread.
He thought about Sonia's request. He'd never recorded a conversation without someone's knowledge, and the act felt like a betrayal, a violation of trust. Yet, the potential benefits of having proof of Henry's intentions, if any, were undeniable.
He pulled up to the imposing front door, its polished brass glinting in the evening sun. With a deep breath, he made his decision. Reaching for his phone, he tapped the screen, activating flight mode to ensure no interruptions, then hit record.
Tyler shrugged off the pang of guilt that gnawed at him when he thought about Mia and how doing this might help them save her from Henry.
