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Authors: Heather Tullis
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waited on hold. He’d been getting the runaround, first from Amazon, now from the credit card company as he tried to track the person who’d sent Sage the birthday gift. The person who had packaged the box probably thought it was sweet—birthday greetings from a fiancé, but it made Joel sick. He wasn’t sure if her stalker had intentionally left the packing slip in the box when he wrapped it to taunt him, or if it had been an oversight, but he’d grabbed at any lead to find who was doing this to her.
He remembered the letters she’d turned over to the police and the ones that had come in the months before her move to Colorado. The stalker had described what she wore, what she drank, a painting that hung on the wall of her apartment and said he liked her gardenia-scented perfume. Sage immediately threw out the perfume, a shame in Joel’s opinion as he’d been rather partial to it himself. He had copies of the letters in his home and had read them dozens of times, but never found anything to give him a clue as to the stalker’s identity.
The cameras in her place were movement activated and he had never caught a hint of an intruder while he watched her in California, so he was sure the guy hadn’t been into her place since April—until now. All of the girls were a little freaked out by the stalker getting into the house, and he couldn’t blame them.
He’d already passed along the word that all mail had to be screened through the security office and he or one of his guys had to be present for all deliveries made by shipping companies that weren’t contracted suppliers. Some people had grumbled, and it would eat into his time, but Sage wasn’t the only potential target in the building. The events of that summer were proof enough that all of the DiCarlo daughters could be at risk. Besides, sorting mail and checking packages for the whole family would keep Sage looking singled out.
A voice came back on the line and introduced someone from the credit card company. “I’m sorry, sir,” the woman from Visa stated when he’d explained the situation. “It was a prepaid card sold to Walmart in a lot of five thousand back in May. I can’t even tell you which store it went to.”
Wasn’t that convenient? “Thank you for checking. I appreciate your time.” He wanted to growl into the phone, but he said a polite goodbye and hung up. It was the same issue he’d run across with the flower shop order and gifts the stalker had sent before Sage had moved to Colorado. If he really worked at it, he could probably have gotten a subpoena for the exact card numbers and tracked them to the store where they were sold, but they could have been purchased anytime since May, and that was too much ground to cover.
Joel looked up and flipped through the cameras on his monitor, found one of his security crew walking past the outside door on rounds and was glad when Mick tugged on the spa doors to ensure they were locked. Joel found Sage a moment later sitting in her staff meeting. He turned on the sound and let her calm, soothing tones roll over him.
Over the past few months she had come to mean much more to him than he ever would have expected. Her father had hired him to protect her within days of her filing the police report.
From the first moment Joel had started watching her, she seemed to sense him. At first he’d thought it was that she was on edge because of the letters and emails, but he slipped some cameras into her apartment and treatment room at work. She didn’t seem to be edgy except when he was actually nearby. He still couldn’t explain it, but he’d come to accept it over the past months.
George hadn’t been very impressed with Joel’s stealth when she caught him repeatedly in the first three days after he started watching her. However, soon after that he’d commented on how Sage would always need someone to watch out for her and he was glad he’d picked the right man to do it. The look in his eye
He remembered the letters she’d turned over to the police and the ones that had come in the months before her move to Colorado. The stalker had described what she wore, what she drank, a painting that hung on the wall of her apartment and said he liked her gardenia-scented perfume. Sage immediately threw out the perfume, a shame in Joel’s opinion as he’d been rather partial to it himself. He had copies of the letters in his home and had read them dozens of times, but never found anything to give him a clue as to the stalker’s identity.
The cameras in her place were movement activated and he had never caught a hint of an intruder while he watched her in California, so he was sure the guy hadn’t been into her place since April—until now. All of the girls were a little freaked out by the stalker getting into the house, and he couldn’t blame them.
He’d already passed along the word that all mail had to be screened through the security office and he or one of his guys had to be present for all deliveries made by shipping companies that weren’t contracted suppliers. Some people had grumbled, and it would eat into his time, but Sage wasn’t the only potential target in the building. The events of that summer were proof enough that all of the DiCarlo daughters could be at risk. Besides, sorting mail and checking packages for the whole family would keep Sage looking singled out.
A voice came back on the line and introduced someone from the credit card company. “I’m sorry, sir,” the woman from Visa stated when he’d explained the situation. “It was a prepaid card sold to Walmart in a lot of five thousand back in May. I can’t even tell you which store it went to.”
Wasn’t that convenient? “Thank you for checking. I appreciate your time.” He wanted to growl into the phone, but he said a polite goodbye and hung up. It was the same issue he’d run across with the flower shop order and gifts the stalker had sent before Sage had moved to Colorado. If he really worked at it, he could probably have gotten a subpoena for the exact card numbers and tracked them to the store where they were sold, but they could have been purchased anytime since May, and that was too much ground to cover.
Joel looked up and flipped through the cameras on his monitor, found one of his security crew walking past the outside door on rounds and was glad when Mick tugged on the spa doors to ensure they were locked. Joel found Sage a moment later sitting in her staff meeting. He turned on the sound and let her calm, soothing tones roll over him.
Over the past few months she had come to mean much more to him than he ever would have expected. Her father had hired him to protect her within days of her filing the police report.
From the first moment Joel had started watching her, she seemed to sense him. At first he’d thought it was that she was on edge because of the letters and emails, but he slipped some cameras into her apartment and treatment room at work. She didn’t seem to be edgy except when he was actually nearby. He still couldn’t explain it, but he’d come to accept it over the past months.
George hadn’t been very impressed with Joel’s stealth when she caught him repeatedly in the first three days after he started watching her. However, soon after that he’d commented on how Sage would always need someone to watch out for her and he was glad he’d picked the right man to do it. The look in his eye
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