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Author: Jonas Saul
Vivian.
Another door banged below them.
Something changed in the doctor’s face. Was it fear? Or anger?
Sarah was sure she’d find out soon enough.
Her phone vibrated in her pants again.
Chapter 6
After Sarah failed to pick up his call again, Aaron checked his speed and slowed down. Getting pulled over and attracting police attention would only piss Sarah off more than she already would be when she saw him.
Sure, he had to get used to her ways, how she didn’t want him looking over her shoulder, watching her back. She looked at it like he was interfering. But for their relationship to work, she had to get used to his ways as well. When he gets a message like the one she left on his cell, she can’t possibly expect him to continue to drive the other way. Of course he would come back.
People watching the cabin. Male footprints in the dirt outside the cabin’s window.
He smacked the dash.
“No way am I leaving her alone.”
His cell rang. He hit the button on the dash that routed it through the car’s stereo speakers.
“Yeah?” he said.
“You there yet?” Parkman asked.
“Ten more minutes.”
“Okay. I tied up everything I was working on here. I’ll come out and meet you at the cabin. I’ll need a few hours.”
“Just keep in touch. I’ll let you know where I am when you’re in the area.”
“Okay. Text me when you have Sarah.”
“There could be a delay.”
“Why?”
“Sarah had her first doctor’s appointment this morning. She may not be back from that for a few hours if she decides to run errands after or something.”
“Fine. Just update me when you have something. I’m on my way.”
“Hey, Parkman? What were you working on?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yeah.”
“A woman hired me to follow her husband.”
“Why?”
“Suspicion of adultery.”
“Was he?”
“Yeah.”
“Thought so.”
“Cynical much?”
“No. Real.”
“Whatever. I’m on my way.”
“Hurry.”
Aaron disconnected the call. He checked his mirrors, saw no one behind him, then added pressure to the pedal.
Chapter 7
“Do you know the car in the parking lot over there?” Sarah asked. She got up from the chair and pointed out the window.
Dr. Williams remained seated. He tapped his pen a few times against his knee.
“What is there to fear, Sarah? It’s daytime. The sun is high. We’re in an office complex off the beaten path where it’s quiet, relaxing. A calm place to talk. To heal. What is it you came to discuss with me?”
“How long have you been here?” Sarah asked.
“I understood your visit today was about you, not me.”
“Where was your office located prior to moving into this one?” The wall behind his desk had framed diplomas hung high, but she hadn’t examined a single one of them upon entering.
“Are you looking for legitimacy? Am I who I say I am?”
“That would be a start.” The nervous twitch in her stomach had subsided. Not so much because she was less nervous, but because she was taking action, doing what she knew best.
“I would be happy to supply you with my academic history and credits as a psychologist, but first, I’m curious. How did you find me? Why book an appointment, chat with me for almost half an hour and then suddenly question my integrity? What have I done that changed your mind?”
“It’s what you’re not doing.”
“And what is that, Sarah?”
She fixed him with a stare, eyeing him up and down until she was convinced he wasn’t there to help her. Maybe she had been out of this game for too long. Had rust formed on her instincts?
“You’re not answering my question about that car out there.”
“Are you afraid of the car or its owner?”
“Not much scares me, really.” She hesitated a moment, then continued.
Another door banged below them.
Something changed in the doctor’s face. Was it fear? Or anger?
Sarah was sure she’d find out soon enough.
Her phone vibrated in her pants again.
Chapter 6
After Sarah failed to pick up his call again, Aaron checked his speed and slowed down. Getting pulled over and attracting police attention would only piss Sarah off more than she already would be when she saw him.
Sure, he had to get used to her ways, how she didn’t want him looking over her shoulder, watching her back. She looked at it like he was interfering. But for their relationship to work, she had to get used to his ways as well. When he gets a message like the one she left on his cell, she can’t possibly expect him to continue to drive the other way. Of course he would come back.
People watching the cabin. Male footprints in the dirt outside the cabin’s window.
He smacked the dash.
“No way am I leaving her alone.”
His cell rang. He hit the button on the dash that routed it through the car’s stereo speakers.
“Yeah?” he said.
“You there yet?” Parkman asked.
“Ten more minutes.”
“Okay. I tied up everything I was working on here. I’ll come out and meet you at the cabin. I’ll need a few hours.”
“Just keep in touch. I’ll let you know where I am when you’re in the area.”
“Okay. Text me when you have Sarah.”
“There could be a delay.”
“Why?”
“Sarah had her first doctor’s appointment this morning. She may not be back from that for a few hours if she decides to run errands after or something.”
“Fine. Just update me when you have something. I’m on my way.”
“Hey, Parkman? What were you working on?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yeah.”
“A woman hired me to follow her husband.”
“Why?”
“Suspicion of adultery.”
“Was he?”
“Yeah.”
“Thought so.”
“Cynical much?”
“No. Real.”
“Whatever. I’m on my way.”
“Hurry.”
Aaron disconnected the call. He checked his mirrors, saw no one behind him, then added pressure to the pedal.
Chapter 7
“Do you know the car in the parking lot over there?” Sarah asked. She got up from the chair and pointed out the window.
Dr. Williams remained seated. He tapped his pen a few times against his knee.
“What is there to fear, Sarah? It’s daytime. The sun is high. We’re in an office complex off the beaten path where it’s quiet, relaxing. A calm place to talk. To heal. What is it you came to discuss with me?”
“How long have you been here?” Sarah asked.
“I understood your visit today was about you, not me.”
“Where was your office located prior to moving into this one?” The wall behind his desk had framed diplomas hung high, but she hadn’t examined a single one of them upon entering.
“Are you looking for legitimacy? Am I who I say I am?”
“That would be a start.” The nervous twitch in her stomach had subsided. Not so much because she was less nervous, but because she was taking action, doing what she knew best.
“I would be happy to supply you with my academic history and credits as a psychologist, but first, I’m curious. How did you find me? Why book an appointment, chat with me for almost half an hour and then suddenly question my integrity? What have I done that changed your mind?”
“It’s what you’re not doing.”
“And what is that, Sarah?”
She fixed him with a stare, eyeing him up and down until she was convinced he wasn’t there to help her. Maybe she had been out of this game for too long. Had rust formed on her instincts?
“You’re not answering my question about that car out there.”
“Are you afraid of the car or its owner?”
“Not much scares me, really.” She hesitated a moment, then continued.
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