Juliet cringed when she heard that because she could somewhat relate to how horrible that must have been for Maura. “Yeah, I did hear about that on the news.” Wanting to lend some comfort, she reached out and squeezed Maura’s hand. “I know how much something like that messes with you. A couple of years ago I got kidnapped by a serial killer who tied me to a chair over the side of a clock tower. That was pretty rough on me too, but I wasn’t dating him. I can only imagine how much worse having to deal with that in addition to almost dying must have been for you.”
Not wanting to stir up all of that even more for either of them, Juliet sighed and decided to comment on the workplace romance comment too. “And I’m so with you about keeping work and dating separate from now on. My boyfrie… my ex, he’s a consultant for the SBPD. God, I don’t ever wanna see his lying face again, how the fuck am I supposed to work with him again?” That was something else she really didn’t want to even think about right now. But if she stayed sober, she knew she’d realize a lot more that she wasn’t ready to deal with just yet.
Again Maura’s brain could not help but supply the word sweet to describe the other woman. It was very kind of the other woman to try offering Maura comfort when it was clear that she was in so much pain herself. Maura closed her papers and set them back in her bag. She was about to offer a walk with the other woman because of the benefits of exercise when Maura’s cellphone rang. Giving the other woman an apologetic smile she answered frowning.
“But I was not to be charge of that this year! What do you mean he is to drunk?” Sighing heavily Maura gave in. “Fine, I will be there in a half hour. But I would like your support on making next year’s event a dry one.”
Hanging up the phone she gave Julia a hard look thinking rapidly on how to handle this. She did want to leave this other woman alone at the moment. She did not trust that after some alcohol the other woman would not decide to harm herself or the ex-boyfriend. Statistically both held high chances when alcohol was mixed in. Or that she would do something to ruin her career.
“I must leave to attend to things. However, I would like you to come with me and we can continue talking as soon as I am done. This would give you desired space because I do not think your ex would think to check a medical examiner convention for you.” Maura set money on the table to cover their orders and large tip. “What do you say? My hotel has a lovely spa I was hoping to enjoy later. I would be pleased if you joined me in that.”