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I’m zipping up my laptop bag when my phone buzzes against the desk. It’s Cole, my deputy. I tap the screen and lift it to my ear.
“Talk to me.”
“Dr. Keller’s residence is secured.” Cole gets straight to it. “There are new locks on the front and balcony doors. The bar is in. The glass-break sensors have been tested and are functional. We put motion sensors in the hallway, and both panic buttons are working. We’ve got a guard on the parking level and another at the front desk, twenty-four-seven from tonight.”
“And the cameras?”
“The extra cameras and the biometric upgrade will only be finished tomorrow. We’re still at the hospital, finishing up there. We couldn’t do both at once with what we have on the ground and with the security guards in place, I felt that the hospital was more important at this stage.”
“What does the hospital look like right now?”
“There are extra security males at every entrance and exit. Two on the staff parking level, and another two roving the lowerfloors. We’ll need a day or two to get everything actioned, but we’re on it. Should be wrapped up by Friday.”
“Good work.” I check my watch. “Keep me posted.”
“You got it.”
I end the call and drop the phone into the inside pocket of my jacket. At least I can sleep tonight knowing Robyn is safe. Whoever was on her balcony last night isn’t getting near her again.
I look up.
She’s hard at work, all her attention on her computer. There’s a small frown between her brows, and she’s chewing on her lower lip. Her hair is up, but pieces have fallen loose around her face.
I’m still not sure how I managed to turn her down last night.
It was the right call.
I clear my throat, and she looks up.
“That was my 2IC, Cole,” I tell her. “Everything is in order at your apartment. The new locks are in. The sensors and panic buttons are all live. There’s a guard at the front desk and another on the parking level. You’re safe for the night.”
She blows out a breath.
“Thank you.”
“The rest of the upgrades will be completed tomorrow. They’re finishing up here at the hospital first. Until then, we’ll have eyes on the building.”
“That’s—”
There’s a knock on the door.
Carla pokes her head in, then steps inside. She’s carrying a dress bag over her arm and has a box in her hand.
“Sorry to interrupt.” She looks between us. “Have you tried the dress on yet, Dr. Keller?”
Robyn winces. “No. I haven’t had a chance. I’ll do it shortly. I promise. Just give me?—”
“I’m not leaving for the day until you try it on.” Carla puts a box on the small table in the corner with a flourish. “The function is tomorrow night. If this dress doesn’t fit, we need time to fix it or replace it. Please, Doctor.”
Robyn pushes back from her desk and stands. “Fine. I’ll try it on.”
“Thank you.”
“What function?” I ask.
