Oliver had been ready for an argument with her, but as soon as she said she knew, it was like the wind was knocked out of him. Tommy had told her? Well, that was just great. His fist would need a conversation with Tommy later.
"How the hell can you?" he asked. "I'm nothing more than a murderer, Laurel. You should stay far away from me." There was no sense in pretending anymore. She knew who he was.