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“Do I know you?” I asked him.
“That’s Myron. He’s one of my men.”
“Does Myron know how to answer for himself?” I asked Vlado.
“He does.” Vlado made some sort of motion with his hand and Myron pulled away from the curb.
“Talk. Now. Why are you following me?”
“Evan put me on your security detail.”
“My what?”
“Your security detail.”
“Why do I have security? Is this because of the letter?”
“Letters,” he said grimly.
“What?” I yelped. “Letters as in plural?”
He nodded.
I slumped in my seat, the last of the fight leaving me. “Can you not be all mysterious and intense right now? I had a shit day and I don’t have the bandwidth to handle the word games right now.”
“Did Evan tell you about how the letters have been arriving every week on a schedule since we got that first one?”
“He said the one about me broke the pattern and that’s why he was worried about it.”
“They never resumed their pattern. Now the letters are arriving at random intervals. Some by post, some by courier. Some have been dropped off in person, but they always manage to evade our cameras so we haven’t been able to identify them.”
“Do you think it’s the same person?”
He nodded. “They’re smart, but not smart enough. Whoever it is wears different shoes or boots every time. Different sizes, treads, types. All generic brand and all widely available.”
“So how do you know it’s the same person if they’re wearing different sized shoes?”
“Because we can estimate their height based on reference points in the footage. With that info, we can calculate their weight from the footprints they leave behind, even with the different types of shoes. The letters were all delivered by someone who’s between five eleven and six foot, and about one hundred eighty pounds.”
“That sounds like it could be a lot of people.”
“Right. Without more precise information or any sort of identifying marks, it’s going to be tough finding them based on height and weight alone.”
“So they’re sending letters all willy nilly, and that’s freaking everyone out?”
“It’s a sign that whoever is doing this is getting more and more unhinged. The language in the letters is all over the place, too. They’re mixing singular and plural, calling themselvesIin one line and sayingwein the next. And they’re becoming increasingly graphic with their threats.”
“Do I want to know what they’re saying?” A hollow pit formed in my gut.
He shook his head.
My stomach dropped. “Am I in danger? I asked Evan and he said he didn’t think so. What do you think?”
“I think we need to be careful.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“I honestly don’t know.” He sighed and pulled off his ballcap to scrub his hand through his hair. “But I will always err on the side of caution when it comes to threats. Stalkers are unpredictable, which is what makes them dangerous. I can’t tell you one way or another if you’re in danger, but I can promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”
