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"Yeah?"
"There's one more thing," I said, feeling a little nervous about how he would react to what I was about to say.
"Alright, what is it?"
"I... I miss you," I said, blushing furiously as the words came out of my mouth.
"I miss you too," he replied instantly, without hesitation, and I could tell from his tone that his words were genuine.
"I'm glad you feel that way," I said.
"I do... absolutely."
"I'll talk to you later, Everett."
"That you will. Let me know when you're there safe," he reminded me.
"I will."
I told the Lieutenant about the plan, and he instructed one of the deputies to escort me to Jimmy's veterinary practice. We got there after about 20 minutes, and then the cops went inside with me to make sure he was there and I was safe. Jimmy shuffled out of the back and smiled as he saw me, and I couldn't help but smile in return as he had a kind, friendly face.
"You must be, Vivienne," he said.
"I am. And you're Jimmy, right?"
"That's me. Look, I'm just seeing to this old lady's Scottish terrier in the back, but she's the last patient for the day. You can just wait out here in the waiting room, and I'll be out in 15 or 20 minutes."
"Sure thing. Thanks so much, Jimmy."
"Everett, he's a very old friend of mine, and any friend of his is a friend of mine. I'm very happy to help. I'll be done shortly."
I said my goodbyes to the cops, who had been very helpful, and then took a seat in the little waiting room. I picked up a pet magazine and started paging through it, remembering all the pets I had had when I had been a little girl. I had to say that I really did miss having a pet. Maybe it was time to get another dog.
I read a few articles, and then the old lady and her dog came shuffling out of the back room. Jimmy sorted out their bill at the front and then said goodbye to them.
"Don't you have a receptionist here?" I asked.
"I do, but she's been out sick the last few days. Got a bad stomach bug, so I've been trying to keep everything together on my own. It's been quite a task, I tell ya! She'll be back on Monday though, thankfully."
"I'm sorry to hear that. But you seem pretty organized; you do seem to be on top of everything here."
He laughed warmly and loudly.
"Oh, I'm glad it comes across that way! Truth is, I feel like everything is about to fall apart at the seams!"
"And now here I am putting extra pressure on you when you're already stressed out."
"No, no, don't feel like that. I was about to close anyway, and it turns out that you and Everett don't live very far from my place at all. I'm only a few miles away from your street."
"Ah good, well I'm glad that worked out."
"Yeah. Well, listen, Ev told me about this crazy psycho stalker guy, and I've come up with a little plan of action. So, the guy knows where you work; he's obviously got some detective skills under his belt, huh?"
"He does, and he's a very intelligent person – which means it's very hard to hide from him."
"Uh-huh. So, he most likely already knows where you live, and what car you drive. So, I don't want you to take your car back there."