Page 12 of The Billionaire's Romance

Trying to rest had turned out to be pointless. Finally at five a.m. I gave it up and went for a run. By the time I got home it was a decent enough time to shower and go see her. I could only hope that she’d even let me in the door. When she did, I realized that I was a bigger ass than even I had thought.

As I listened to her story I realized that this “accident” was entirely my fault. Flowers and candy were in no way going to make-up for what she’d been through. I’d called the police department when I was in the kitchen and asked to talk to the commissioner. I told him who I was and what I wanted. Over the next two hours I got two phone calls, one from the Mayor’s assistant and one from the Mayor himself. He’d had the commissioner bump the investigation up to high priority. From the description Robyn gave them, they thought they already had a suspect. He was someone who was well-known to them for petty-theft and purse-snatching. Pushing her in front of the car was out of character if it was who they thought…but escalating behavior amongst criminals was not uncommon.

The mayor wanted to see me right away and so I told Robyn I was “arranging a surprise” for her and left. She seemed unhappy with me again, but I’m sure she’ll be thrilled when she realizes that I was intent on tracking this guy down and seeing him brought to justice.

I went straight to the police department when I met Robin. The mayor and the commissioner were waiting for me. They briefed me where they were in the investigation and told me what they were doing to find this guy.

“What’s his name?” I asked the commissioner.

“Aaron, I can’t tell you that…”

“Really? Then maybe my checks to the Policeman’s retirement fund will be smaller.”

“That’s not fair, Aaron. It’s blackmail, actually and very unlike you. You need to trust me to do my job. We’ve been friends for a long time….”

“Yes, and this is the first time that I’ve asked you for anything in all that time. You said it yourself, this is unlike me. Obviously it’s very, very important.”

The mayor and commissioner exchanged looks and the mayor finally said,

“His name is Gregor Vivaldi. But Aaron, you have to promise me you’re not going to go all vigilante on us.”

“Of course not,” I told him, “But I will have my security team looking for him. When they find him, they’ll bring him in…safely.” The commissioner didn’t look happy so I said, “I promise you that no one will be playing cop or hero. They follow my orders, very closely. Look, I know you guys are understaffed. I’m not saying you can’t do your job. I’m just saying there’s nothing wrong with a little help, right?”

He finally, reluctantly agreed. He didn’t doubt I’d find the information on my own anyways. I was pretty determined when there was something I really wanted. Before I left the station, I had the suspect’s last known address and list of know associates. I took that information directly to my head of security and told him that I wanted it to be their number one priority until the man was found. That weekend, I spent my time mostly on the phone helping them follow up on leads. The guy wasn’t at his last known address so it was a matter of finding out who his relatives and associates were. With enough money and resources you can find out anything about anyone these days.

Meanwhile, I told Robyn that I was still working on her surprise. I was talking to her on the phone, so I didn’t see her face, but I got the feeling she was very unhappy with me. I knew that would change soon though when early Monday morning I got a call from the commissioner that they had arrested him. The idiot still had Robyn’s I.D. and credit cards on him when they picked him up. I asked him to email me a picture of the guy and I went to work ecstatic, I couldn’t wait to tell her.

ROBYN

By Monday morning it had been two days since I’d seen Aaron. I was beginning to think that he was avoiding me. The up and down of this relationship had started to make me feel like I was riding on an out of control rollercoaster and I wasn’t certain how much longer I could do it. I cared for him deeply, but at some point I was going to have to start thinking of myself.

He’d called me on Sunday night and said he was still “working on” my surprise. I couldn’t imagine what it could be, and I couldn’t want anything less. Anything that kept his attention away from me this long really wasn’t something that I wanted.

I was ready to go back to work Monday morning. I was tired of laying around. I got up and showered and dressed, feeling good enough for the first time in several days to not take any pain medications. When I got to work, Max greeted me first. He hugged me and told me how happy he was that I was okay. Then Gary came in not long after that. He hugged me too and looked so upset that I felt bad for him. I felt bad for me too…the man that I wanted to care that much about me just didn’t seem to.

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