Rason & Eliza - Cee Bowerman Page 0,33
and might have followed her home. Either way, Robin would recognize Eliza from the bookstore. I don’t want her crazy flowing over into Eliza’s life. I was wondering if her brother could make sure her house is locked down tight. I tried and she waved me off. I don’t want to worry her, but I do want to make sure she’s safe.”
“I’ll talk to him,” Lout assured me. “Thanks for the heads up. What are you going to do about Eliza? Are you going to keep seeing her?”
“That’s my plan. It’s been a little over a week since my house was trashed. They talked to Robin and she had an alibi, but I know she did it. I hadn’t seen her again until this morning outside the gym, but that doesn’t mean anything. I don’t know if her following me started today or if she’s already seen me with Eliza.”
“Shit.” Sonny looked thoughtful for a second and then glanced over at Lout. “I’ll call Hank and tell him what’s going on. You let us know if there’s anything we can do, okay?”
I laughed for a second and then suggested, “Hide me until this blows over?”
“Sure, you can live in my basement,” Lout offered.
“You don’t have a basement,” I reminded him.
“I forgot.”
“You’re such a dick.” Sonny shook his head.
“Rason! You’ve got company!” Stoffer called from the front of the garage. When I turned around and looked toward the open bay doors, I saw the detective I’d talked to last week standing there with a worried look on his face.
I hurried over to Detective Lake and he nodded at me before he jumped right into what he needed. “The prints we found at your house matched Robin’s and there is now an active warrant for her arrest. Robin missed her appointment with the therapist yesterday and he called to report it to the judge. He said that he believes she might be dangerous.”
“Great,” I said sarcastically. “So she’s taken up interior design and she might try to kill me.”
“There’s more.” He paused for a second. “She told the doctor that she’s five months pregnant with your baby, and the only reason she is trying so hard to talk to you is so you guys can hash out your relationship and be parents together.”
I felt my jaw drop open, and I stood there stunned.
He stared at me silently for a few seconds, probably trying to gauge my reaction. “Your initial report stated that you only started dating her two months ago. Is that correct?”
“That is correct.” I managed to croak. “I met her a couple of months ago and we talked for a while before we even went out. And we never had sex.”
“That would make conception difficult, I’d think,” he chuckled.
“I realized something the other day that I’d never thought of before. She was waiting for me at my house that afternoon when I called the cops on her.”
“Yeah, I read that report.”
“I’d never invited her to my home before. I don’t know how she knew where I lived unless she’d already been following me around.”
“It looks like that’s a good possibility then.”
“What made her therapist think she might be dangerous?”
“She told him that if she couldn’t live with you, she’d die with you.” He sighed. “The doctor left the room to call her father, so he could come up and talk to Robin with him and they could discuss the options to get her the help she needs. When he got back into his office, she was gone. I talked to her father this morning when he came in to report her missing.”
“She was outside my gym this morning at about 7:00. She should have been at work by then unless this is her day off”
“She was terminated from her job because of the report that was made about her harassing you at work using the hospital’s phone.”
“Oh. Shit.”
“She showed up at the gym this morning. You go there regularly?”
“Every weekday before work.”
“So she knows your routine, and she’s probably following you around, or at least catching you at places she knows you frequent.”
“Looks like it.”
“And you can assure me that you’re not leading her on in any way?”
“What the hell?” I barked. “No. I’m not. The last time I talked to her was the day you guys came to my house and the ambulance took her to the hospital. Her number is blocked on my phone and I don’t have a landline. I am most definitely not leading her on.”
“It’s