PART 2: THE SHADOW ON THE SCREEN
On Rachel’s phone was a grainy, high-resolution photograph taken through her apartment window late the previous night.
In the shadows outside her window stood a figure wearing a dark coat, holding a camera with a massive telephoto lens pointed directly at her living room.
Below the photograph was a series of threatening text messages from an untraceable burn number, detailing her exact daily routine, her workplace, and the names of her family members.
“They told me that if I ever spoke to your father again, or told him why I ended things, they would ruin my life,” Rachel whispered, tears streaming down her face. “Every single woman he dated got the exact same threat.”
My heart hammered against my ribs as I realized my father wasn’t being rejected; he was being systematically isolated by someone watching his every move.
(The identity of the stalker is closer than anyone suspects! Click “Next Page” to continue reading…)
