Page 17 of Her Dark Melody
“Sweet dreams,Atlas.”
“Sweet dreams,baby.”
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PartTwo
ChapterSeven
Felicity knocked on Romy’s office door. “Romy? Detective Halsey is here to seeyou.”
“Thanks, Felicity.” Romy got up as the detective entered and shook his hand. “I’d say it was good to see you, but I can the see the expression on yourface.”
She motioned for him to sit and the detective thanked her. “Yes, unfortunately, I come bearing bad news. Carson Franks was released from jail this morning, on a three-million-dollar bail. Apparently, that’s short change for hisfamily.”
“Ugh.” Romy sighed.Another rich fuck getting away withmurder.
“Quite. Franks had to relinquish his passport,but…”
“But with his kind of money, getting counterfeits will be noproblem.”
Det. John Halsey looked at her. “Dr. Sasse…I read about your ex-husband, so I know you have experience with these kinds ofthings.”
“Sadly, I do. The reason I became involved in Haven was because of that situation. The victim, Kiersten Merchant, was sadly typical of our residents here. At the moment it seems particularly bad, the deaths, the ones we can’t save.” Romy sighed, rubbing her face. “I’m sorry, Detective, did you have somethingelse?”
He nodded. “Dr. Sasse, we have reason to believe that Franks meant what he said. I came to make sure you and Mr. Tigri are taking the security issueseriously.”
Romy nodded. “We are. We’ve more than doubled our security presence here, and at our homes. He won’t get near our facility, I assureyou.”
“I’ll be checking in with you, keeping you updated about the situation.” He glanced at the big picture window in Romy’s ground floor office, and Romy read hismind.
“It’s bulletproof,” she said, “but if you think we ought to take extraprecautions.”
John Halsey nodded. “It’s just…I’ve dealt with obsessives before. Carson Franks blames this facility, Mr. Tigri, and you, for Kiersten’s death. It’s just the way a psychopath’s mind works. Never mind that he stabbed her seventeen times. It’s always someone else’sfault.”
Old memories worked their way through Romy and she pushed them aside firmly. Dacre had long been out of her life and she wouldn’t give him one more second offear.
At home, later, after the kids were in bed, Romy and Blue shared a soak in the tub. Romy lay back against Blue’s hard chest as he trailed his fingers up and down her stomach, and cupped her breasts. She giggled as he pretended to bite hershoulder.
“How was your day,beautiful?”
Romy hesitated before she answered, unaccustomed to hiding anything from her husband. Her desire to protect him won out though. “Oh, same old, same old. No new intake, which is always a blessing, so I had time to catch up withpaperwork.”
“Boring.”
She laughed. “Ever the surgeon. Any bigcases?”
“Actually yes. We have a domino surgerysoon.”
“Woah.” A domino surgery was a rare and risky procedure, involving multiple donor-recipients receiving organs in a simultaneous procedure. “Is this your firstone?”
Blue kissed her temple. “It is…you wantin?”
“Hell, yes I do…if we can make itwork.”
“Getting you privileges at the hospital is no problem,obviously.”
Romy looked around at him. “Perks of getting busy with theboss.”
