hotel. When he opens the door he kisses me gently on my forehead. I’m grateful for his kiss and his jacket. I wanted to crawl into his arms in the car; at the same time I wanted to beat the shit out of him. Thomas gives my hand a squeeze and kisses the back of my hand and I want more, I want him to reassure me that this will all go away.
Kate and I stand to the side of the front entrance while Thomas walks calmly to the desk. I’m sure the Barbie-like clerk has no idea why we’re here and what we’ve been through tonight. My husband has transformed back to his composed and collected CEO-self.
“I’m so sorry Kate. I can’t believe all this shit.” I can’t find the words to tell her just how sorry I am. I start to think what would have happened if we had gone back to my house then I realize it would have been worse, so much worse. What exactly is this woman capable of? What would she have done? I shake the thought from my mind, again, I don’t want to know.
“It’s not your fault Emma.” She breathes in deep and takes my hand in hers, “I’m scared for you two.”
Her eyes are searching for something in mine. I hesitate. I’m not really sure wh at to say. I feel fuzzy and incapable of responding.
We both turn suddenly towards Thomas as his phone rings, ensnared by the possibility of who is on the other end. He holds up a finger to the clerk and slowly walks towards the elevators, keeping his head down. He’s out of our hearing range. We just stare at him, hopeful that the police have her in custody. What would they even charge her with? Breaking and entering? Harassment ? Being a psychotic bitch?
I turn back to Kate , gently squeezing her hand. “It will be okay. I know it will.” My voice is weak and even I’m not convinced by my tone. I examine her anxiety-filled green eyes and do my best to reassure her. She shakes her head and begins to respond but Thomas interrupts us.
“Kate, I’m sorry for today.” He has brought his calm and collected demeanor back to us. “She isn’t in your house and there doesn’t appear to be any damage. The police don’t know where she is though. They’re doing their best to track her down.” His voice is stern and uncomfortable; it’s too business-like. Through his calm composure I can tell he’s pissed. “Please stay at the hotel tonight.” He breaths deep, “Michael is making sure you have a new back door and new locks in your house. I hope that’s alright.”
“Yes , of course.” Her voice sounds raspy and she clears her throat. She doesn’t make eye contact; her gaze rests on the floor.
“Good. Here’ s your hotel key.” He hands her a small envelope, “Your room is right next to ours.”
Tension surr ounds us, but it’s late and we’re all exhausted so no one speaks. He puts his hand on the small of my back and leads us to the elevators. It’s silent as we wait for the doors to open. I don’t even know what I would say if I had the energy. She’s still out there. That’s what we’re all thinking, but no one is saying it.
“Kate, I don’t think you will need it, but just as a precaution, I’d like to have you protected tomorrow,” he says very business-like as he pushes the button for our floor and the doors close us in.
“What?” Her eyes dart to him with disbelief. I stare at him with bleak curiosity. I’m not sure what this woman is capable of, but would Kate really need protection?
“I would just have peace of mind if you allowed two of my security team to accompany you tomorrow and possibly the rest of th e week, while the police locate her.”
I pull away from Thomas, just enough to breathe. He watches me but doesn’t say anything. I can hardly handle what has already happened. I don’t want to think about what may happen if they can’t find her.
“That’s fine, ” she responds in a low, flattened voice.
Kate and I stand to the side of the front entrance while Thomas walks calmly to the desk. I’m sure the Barbie-like clerk has no idea why we’re here and what we’ve been through tonight. My husband has transformed back to his composed and collected CEO-self.
“I’m so sorry Kate. I can’t believe all this shit.” I can’t find the words to tell her just how sorry I am. I start to think what would have happened if we had gone back to my house then I realize it would have been worse, so much worse. What exactly is this woman capable of? What would she have done? I shake the thought from my mind, again, I don’t want to know.
“It’s not your fault Emma.” She breathes in deep and takes my hand in hers, “I’m scared for you two.”
Her eyes are searching for something in mine. I hesitate. I’m not really sure wh at to say. I feel fuzzy and incapable of responding.
We both turn suddenly towards Thomas as his phone rings, ensnared by the possibility of who is on the other end. He holds up a finger to the clerk and slowly walks towards the elevators, keeping his head down. He’s out of our hearing range. We just stare at him, hopeful that the police have her in custody. What would they even charge her with? Breaking and entering? Harassment ? Being a psychotic bitch?
I turn back to Kate , gently squeezing her hand. “It will be okay. I know it will.” My voice is weak and even I’m not convinced by my tone. I examine her anxiety-filled green eyes and do my best to reassure her. She shakes her head and begins to respond but Thomas interrupts us.
“Kate, I’m sorry for today.” He has brought his calm and collected demeanor back to us. “She isn’t in your house and there doesn’t appear to be any damage. The police don’t know where she is though. They’re doing their best to track her down.” His voice is stern and uncomfortable; it’s too business-like. Through his calm composure I can tell he’s pissed. “Please stay at the hotel tonight.” He breaths deep, “Michael is making sure you have a new back door and new locks in your house. I hope that’s alright.”
“Yes , of course.” Her voice sounds raspy and she clears her throat. She doesn’t make eye contact; her gaze rests on the floor.
“Good. Here’ s your hotel key.” He hands her a small envelope, “Your room is right next to ours.”
Tension surr ounds us, but it’s late and we’re all exhausted so no one speaks. He puts his hand on the small of my back and leads us to the elevators. It’s silent as we wait for the doors to open. I don’t even know what I would say if I had the energy. She’s still out there. That’s what we’re all thinking, but no one is saying it.
“Kate, I don’t think you will need it, but just as a precaution, I’d like to have you protected tomorrow,” he says very business-like as he pushes the button for our floor and the doors close us in.
“What?” Her eyes dart to him with disbelief. I stare at him with bleak curiosity. I’m not sure what this woman is capable of, but would Kate really need protection?
“I would just have peace of mind if you allowed two of my security team to accompany you tomorrow and possibly the rest of th e week, while the police locate her.”
I pull away from Thomas, just enough to breathe. He watches me but doesn’t say anything. I can hardly handle what has already happened. I don’t want to think about what may happen if they can’t find her.
“That’s fine, ” she responds in a low, flattened voice.
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