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The captain pressed, "Let us decide what isimportant."
Anger helped her be brave. "No. I'm telling you he didn't dothis."
"How do you know that? We need hisname."
"I just know. No names." She held her ground while she felt Trevor's hand subconsciously squeezing her leg through the terryclothrobe.
The cop in charge took over the questioning. "Fine for now, but you'll answer my other questions. Do you have any known enemies you can think of who would have donethis?"
"No," shereplied.
Trevor jumped in to embellish her answer. "She has received several threatening messages over the last few weeks. They were either sent to her public email address, as a direct message to her twitter account. One was even delivered via U.S. Postal service to her agent'soffice."
Khloe startled, spinning to look Trevor in the eyes. She hated the guilt she sawthere.
"Wait. You didn't tell me about the letter," shecomplained.
He hesitated before admitting, "Bernie and Natalie said you didn't need to know. That it would scareyou."
Her voice screeched, "Are you fucking kiddingme?"
"Khloe..."
She jerked away fromhim.
"Don'tKhloeme. You work for me, Trevor. Don't you ever forget that, because if you do, you'll be gone." He sat stunned at her uncharacteristic anger until she added, "Gotit?"
"I'm sorry." His apology was soft, but audible to everyone in the room that had silenced to witness thealtercation.
The captain's next question broke the silence. "Were the messages threatening innature?"
"Not really. They all have professed their love of Khloe and expressed a desire to spend time with her. Each message included a promise of being together in thefuture."
The cop wrote a note in his small notepad before asking, "Did you report these messages to thepolice?"
Trevor answered, "No."
She swung to glare at him again. "Let me guess. Bernie and Natalie didn't think it was a good idea to turn them over to thepolice?"
Trevor wisely kept his mouthshut.
The captain didn't allow him to dodge the question. "Why would you keep something this criticalhidden?"
Trevor went on defense. "We protect more than her person. Things like this have a way of going public fast. We sent the messages off to an independent investigator to track down who is behindthem."
"And?" The officer raised his brow like an impatientparent.
"The investigation hasn't nailed down any leadsyet."
"Do you have anyone you've noticed hanging around Ms. Monroe or acting aggressive aroundher?"
Trevor's agitation at being interrogated was showing. "You have no clue how hard it is to keep a celebrity like Khloe safe. Every time she goes anywhere in public she is swamped by fans wanting photos of her. Autographs. To touch her." He turned towards her to accuse, "And then you do shit like tonight when you let those teenagers jump the stanchions and crowd you. I've told you over and over to stop letting fans get that close. They were waiting for you in the lobby when I got backthere."
"Explain to me again why you didn't go back to the hotel?" the cop pressed heragain.
"I told you. I was tired, and I wanted to sleep in my ownbed."
"If you two aren't an item, are you seeing someoneelse?"
