Page 68 of Stalked

She snuggled into his side. It felt good to have someone care about her. To have someone she could lean on literally and figuratively.

“Go back to sleep,” he whispered.

Rosalyn’s eyes drifted closed but she knew she would still see the Watcher’s other victims when sleep claimed her.

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THEYHADDEEMEDit safer to bring a dentist in rather than have Rosalyn go out where she could be tracked. Once they had the transmitter out of her mouth, Steve hoped to be able to use it to trick the Watcher in some way. To trap him.

Molly had offered one of the rooms in her lab for the dentist to do his work. Rosalyn was less than thrilled with dentists in general—thus how she’d gotten into this mess in the first place—and the thought of one working on her while she sat in a reclinable office chair did not reassure her.

But she wanted the transmitter out. Wanted to know for sure her baby was safe.

She took one look in the room where the dentist was setting up and knew she couldn’t do it. But not because of her fear of the dentist.

Because she knew if she had this transmitter taken out of her tooth now, she wouldn’t be able to help stop the Watcher.

“Everything okay?” Molly stepped up to her as Rosalyn stood paralyzed in the door. “I know this looks a little rough. But you won’t be able to feel anything once he gets you numb.”

“I can’t do it.”

She felt Molly’s hand rubbing her back. “Dr. Mitchell is an excellent dentist, I promise you. It won’t hurt.”

“No, it’s not because of the dentist. Believe me, I want this thing out of me enough to probably let him go at me with no numbing at all. It’s the Watcher. This is our best link to him. To stopping him.”

Molly nodded. “That’s another reason we chose Dr. Mitchell. He’s one of the most likely people to be able to get the transmitter out intact.”

“The Watcher listens to me with the transmitter, right? I mean, it tells him where I am, but he also physically hears my voice.”

“Yes, from what I can tell from the X-ray.”

“So if we take it out of my mouth, he’s going to know something’s different, right? He’s going to be able to tell.”

“Rosalyn...”

“If I get this removed, I’m making myself safe, but we’ll lose our best chance of catching him.”

Molly shook her head. “We’ll find another way of catching him. You don’t need to risk your life. Risk your mental health.”

But Rosalyn had already made up her mind. “I’m not going to let another woman go through what I’ve gone through. Not if it’s in my power to stop him.”

Molly spent a few more minutes making sure that was what Rosalyn really wanted, but Rosalyn knew it was. She couldn’t live with herself if more women got hurt.

She wanted to take this bastard down.

Molly escorted Rosalyn back to the conference room. Steve was there. Jon and Brandon had made their way back from the interviews in Mobile and New Orleans. Derek and Ashton Fitzgerald from SWAT were there also.

They were coming up with a plan. Everyone stopped talking when she and Molly entered.

Steve rushed to her. “Hey, are you done already? That took a lot less time than I th—”

“I decided not to do it,” she told him.

Steve grabbed her arm gently and backed her up so they could have a more private conversation in the hall. “Last night we agreed for you to get the transmitter out.”

Rosalyn looked down at his arm where it gripped her shoulder. He’d rolled up his sleeves as he was working and she could see the bruises from when the Watcher had hit him at the gas station.

“I can’t let him hurt someone else.”

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