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“Is this one of those weird websites?” she teased as she came around to stand behind his chair. “Because if so, I’d rather not.”

“Not quite,” Jason chuckled, “but it’s a little weird nonetheless. You remember when I installed those security cameras outside a week or so ago?”

Jeanette nodded as she looked at the screen and saw the several viewpoints of the cameras displayed in their own little boxes.

“Sure do. Did you see something?” she asked, leaning close to Jason’s shoulder.

“Well, to be honest, I’m not sure,” Jason replied. He hit a few buttons on the keyboard, and suddenly the multiple small boxes disappeared, and a single, big one took up the screen.

“I was hoping you would take a look at it and tell me what you think. I don’t want to bring it up to Amanda and Whitney if it’s not important.”

“Of course,” she replied, her focus on the screen. Jason started the recorded video and then sped it up to the time stamp he’d marked. When he did, Jeanette saw a figure standing in front of the camera facing away fromThe Sea Glass Cottage’sfront door.

“Do you recognize this person?” Jason asked, glancing up at her. Jeanette narrowed her eyes as she leaned in closer, studying the screen. From the build, she could make out that it was a man, but the bagginess of the person’s clothes made it hard to tell.

“I can’t tell,” she admitted. “Can you push play? Maybe it’ll show something.”

“It is playing,” Jason said dryly.

Surprised, Jeanette cast a quick glance at him before going back to the screen. The person wasn’t moving a single muscle and standing as if frozen in time. She waited for several minutes to see what they would do, and somehow, was even more disturbed when they just started to walk away.

“That’s just creepy,” Jeanette said, shaking her head. “I don’t recognize that person, not with their mask over their mouth like that.”

“So that’s not Daniel?” Jason asked calmly. At this, Jeanette let out a dry laugh and shook her head.

“Honestly, I don’t think so. Besides, he’s hundreds of miles away. Why do you ask?”

Jason shrugged as he rewound the tape and let the clip play again. “Well, I knew for sure it wasn’t Joe. This person is too small to be him. But I wanted to make sure it wasn’t someone else we knew before we addressed it.”

“Did they show up on any other cameras?” Jeanette asked. Jason shook his head.

“No, I checked. Whoever they were, they just walked up the front yard path and started staring.”

“Great.” Jeanette sighed, shaking her head. “Amanda and Whitney have enough to worry about as it is, now we have to add stalker to the list.”

“I’m not sure we should tell them just yet,” Jason countered. “It could have just been a tourist admiring the building for all we know. But I wanted to be sure there wasn’t going to be a harassment issue with your ex. Just like them, you have enough to worry about without him acting like a fool.”

At this, Jeanette laughed and patted Jason’s shoulder.

“Well, thank you for looking out for me, but no, that’s not him. And you’re probably right. It was most likely a tourist walking back to his hotel after a night out. I’m sure it’s all fine.”

“Alright then,” Jason said, closing out of the camera displays and turning in his chair to face her, “now that that’s been taken care of, I’ve got another question.”

“Shoot,” Jeanette replied, nodding her head toward him subtly.

“What are your plans for tonight?” he asked with a small grin.

* * *

Whitney and Amandapopped their heads into Jeanette’s room, their smiles spreading wide across their faces.

“Hey, babe,” Amanda called, her voice tinged with excitement, “how’s it going?”

“Need any help?” Whitney added, her tone matching her sister’s.

Jeanette laughed, and let her strawberry hair tumble around her shoulders.

“Yes! I haven’t done anything with my hair other than put it into a bun or ponytail for years. I have no idea what to do with it.”

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