I had taken a deep breath before I spoke, gathering my thoughts. I knew Vivienne wasn't going to like what I was about to say, but it had to be said nonetheless.
"She recognized him alright."
"She did?" Worry laced her words.
"Apparently, he's been staking out your house – three times in the last two days."
The expression on her face instantly changed; the smile she had been wearing before was replaced instead by a look that was part terror, part disgust, and part anger.
"That... that evil, psychotic bastard," she muttered.
"I'm sorry, Viv. But you had to know the truth. And know this too: I will not let this creep harm a single hair on your beautiful head," I said as I stepped closer and placed a hand on each side of her face. "And I will not stop until he's behind bars and out of your life forever. I promise you that."
"Thank you, Everett. I appreciate that; I really do."
I hugged her tightly, but our moment was interrupted when my phone rang. It was the hospital.
"I'd better take this," I said.
"Sure."
"Hello?" I said as I answered the call.
"Hi, Mr. James. We're just calling to inform you about your daughter," the voice on the line said.
"Has her condition changed?" I asked, immediately feeling a shot of worry jolt through me since I’d just talked to one of the nurses on her floor less than 30 minutes prior.
"No, but the doctor came through just now to check her chart and has suggested a specialist from out of town. We’ve already called. She'll be coming to see your daughter later today, and we'd appreciate it if you were here to talk to her."
"I can be there. What kind of specialist and what is the doctor’s name?"
"Her name is Doctor Liza Alvarado."
The name hit me like a heavyweight boxer's uppercut, and I almost dropped the phone in shock and didn’t even hear what she specialized in.
"Dr.... Liza Alvarado?"
"Yes. She'll be here at two o'clock, so please ensure you're here by then."
"Uh... okay. Thanks."
I cut off the call, reeling with shock.
"Is something wrong?" asked Vivienne.
"Um, no. They're, uh, they're calling in a specialist to see Jane this afternoon, and I need to be there."
"Oh. What kind of specialist? I heard you say a name there."
"Oh, uh, I don't know. Someone from out of town."
And for the third time today, I was telling a lie. I did know Liza. I knew her very well, in fact – she had been my first love, the woman I had loved with all my heart – and the woman who had torn my heart to pieces.
Chapter Twenty-One
Vivienne
I noticed a strange look come over Everett's face as he was speaking on the phone, and it stayed there long after he cut the call off. I couldn't tell what it was, really – only that whatever it was had certainly affected him deeply. Also, it was plainly obvious that he was trying to hide his feelings. When I asked him about it, he just said that some new specialist from out of town had been called in to help with Jane. I didn't know why this in itself would be upsetting, but I decided not to push it.