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anyone do,” he says.
    “Rob, that’s just not true,” I say.
    “Yes it is,” he argues. “If anything like that ever happened
to me, I hope I have Super-Coral around to protect me.” I chuckle at him. “Hey,
I just remembered. You’re famous!” he squeals with delight.
    “What?” I frown up at him.
    “You’re in The Argus,” he tells me, standing up to pick up
the local Brighton newspaper. “Wanna hear it?” he questions, I nod my head in
reply.

 
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
    ROB
SMILES AT ME AND STARTS READING THE ARTICLE ALOUD.
    “Mr Tristan Freeman, a resident of The Cliff, raised the
alarm when an employee he suspected of mental instability arrived at his house
on Monday night. Ms Johnson had been an employee of Mr Freeman’s for several
years, but suffered a breakdown when she learned of his relationship with Miss
Coral Stevens. According to reports, Ms Johnson had developed a psychotic
obsession with Mr Freeman and her intentions were clear, that no one was to
have him, but her.
    “Once she gained access to the property, she drugged Mr Freeman
with the well known date rape drug, Rohypnol, and forced him to call his lover
to the scene. Mr Freeman refused to do so, enraging Ms Johnson, who was armed
with a small pistol. Ms Johnson attacked Mr Freeman and waited for Miss Stevens
to arrive. We now know, that moments before Ms Johnson arrived at Mr Freemans,
she had in fact, gone to Miss Steven’s studio, located on the Western Concourse
at Brighton’s Marina Village. Ms Johnson had ransacked Miss Steven’s studio and
attacked her ninety-three year old neighbour, Mr Bob Saunders.
    Miss Stevens was called to the scene, and according to the
police officers on duty, she escorted her neighbour to the waiting ambulance,
came back to her studio for a moment, then fled the scene. Reports have
indicated that Miss Stevens had in fact, gone to Mr Freeman’s property on The
Cliff, to ensure his safety. Miss Stevens had been suspicious of Ms Johnson’s
behaviour and wanted to check her lover was safe.
    “During her brave rescue of Mr Freeman, Miss Coral Stevens
was shot by Ms Johnson just moments before she was apprehended. Ms Johnson was
taken into custody and is reported to be staying at East Brighton Community
Health Centre for Psychiatric Evaluation where she will more than likely remain
until her trial.
    “Mr Freeman is said to have recovered well, whilst Miss
Stevens recovers from her ordeal in the opulent Montefiore’s private hospital.
We’ll bring you more on this breaking story in tomorrow’s edition.” Rob chuckles
and looks down at me. “What?” he asks, his face falling at my worried
expression.
    “She...she’s still in Brighton?” I ask with wide eyes.
    Rob chucks the paper on the floor and grabs my hand. “She
can’t get anywhere near you Coral, besides I’m sure they’ve got her drugged up
to her eyeballs by now!” he snorts.
    “Like that’s going to help her,” I snap.
    “What do you care what happens to her?” Rob quizzes, his
head cocked to the side.
    “She needs help Rob, not stuffing full of drugs.” I intend
to speak to Tristan about this. I know what I want to happen.
    “Seriously?” he scoffs. “She tried to fucking kill you
Coral, why the hell do you care what happens to her?” he barks.
    “Rob, her husband died in Iraq then she miscarried their
baby. She was so sad about it all that she tried to kill herself, twice. I...I
just want her to...” I break off.
    Rob shakes his head at me. “You’re crazy,” he says with wide
eyes. “I wouldn’t give a fuck what happened to her,” he spits.
    “Rob, my Mom died in a fucking mental institution. I don't
want that to happen to Susannah, she....” I break off trying to fight back the
tears.
    “Coral!” Rob gasps squeezing my hand again. “I’m so sorry,
that was completely insensitive of me.”
    “No, it wasn’t. I understand your point of view, I just’ – “Shh,
it’s ok. You don't have to explain to