Not only Avery, Olivia, and the maid were also surprised. They screamed in low voices.
"It's me."
His deep voice, well-fit suit, and timed appearance in the dark and damp basement like a god suggested who he was.
Avery looked behind him. He was alone, and Tinder didn't come, "Why are you here?"
He said briefly, "I got worried." He would never leave her in such a dangerous position.
"You're a huge target, you know?"
"So I can cover your back," then he protected Avery in front of her, "have you ever seen the movie, The Professional?"
Avery nodded. Was he trying to make the situation less intense? Why would he bring up the movie?
"Please bring my ashes with you. You can sprinkle them at bad guys. Let me protect for the last time."
This was her favorite line. She knew his heart. She went next to him and held his hand, "Together."
"Pss," Olivia said, "the man who only knows to be sweet on the mouth, psst--"