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here.”
    He stood in silence a moment longer then left her.
    ***
    Colin escaped to the basement studio. He had a song in his head he wanted to write down before he forgot. And he needed to prepare for Docta Hop. The man hadn’t committed but Colin was hoping he would.
    He liked this artist and had heard he was good to work with. Colin was all for getting out of his comfort zone. Besides, if he could find new fans, that never hurt. Sultry pop/rock had been his mainstay from the beginning but getting an edge on his music should boost sales.
    He’d gone to Larry with this idea and Larry had needed convincing. His agent’s job was tougher i f he didn’t keep Colin in a box. Just like his crib as a kid, Colin often climbed out of that box.
    Not willing to stop now, he’d contacted several hip hop artists to collaborate with him for this album. Docta Hop was only the first. Next he might do country music. Or maybe blues. At this point he was open to anything.
    He’d gotten bored talking about lost love and singing it to screaming girls. He guessed he shouldn’t complain but he thought of himself more as an artist than a performer. It may be a fine line in someone’s book, but not his.
    Then the noises began. People in work boots were tromping over his head. He’d have thought the studio would be more soundproof. Thankfully he wasn’t recording today.
    At all.
    Someone knocked on the studio door.
    “Come in.”
    He clearly wasn’t going to get to write this song today. A man in coveralls was on the other side when Colin opened the door. He had something in his hands.
    “I need to install a camera down here.”
    “Oh Hell no. Let me talk to Kelly before you do anything.”
    He brushed past the worker and stalked upstairs to find Kelly still in the dining room.
    “You can’t put cameras in the studio.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because I’m recording my next group of songs and if that were to get onto the internet, well, then why would anyone need to buy it?”
    She blinked. “There isn’t audio. Only video.”
    Now he felt dumb. He wasn’t mad at her, just disoriented with so many people in his house. “Oh, okay.”
    “Besides, the recording device is onsite. I can get to it, but it’s pretty hack proof. As I said no audio.”
    He nodded then left her to her business.  He had to get his discomfort under control. Depending on how long it took for them to find his alleged stalker, he might have people in his house all the time. He didn’t like that idea at all.
    Well, unless it was the right person.
    “You can install the camera.”
    “Thanks.”
    Colin sat back down, this time in front of the piano. His fingers tapped some keys and then he found the notes he wanted for this song. This wouldn’t be part of his album, but it’s the first new thing he’d written by himself in years. It felt good to stretch his creative muscles.
    ***
    Tamra went home, but the apartment upstairs was getting carpeting. She couldn’t sleep to the sound of their tools. She called Kelly.
    “Hey.”
    “I thought you’d be asleep by now.”
    “I would if the place upstairs wasn’t so noisy. Can I sleep at your place?”
    The two had been friends for so long that they had toothbrushes at each other’s places. If they were guys, their relationship would be considered a bromance.
    “Sure. You know where the key is.”
    “I keep telling you to just make me one and then you don’t have to keep one in that awful hiding place.”
    “Yeah, yeah.”
    “You will regret it someday.”
    “If my ex hasn’t bothered me, all is good then,” Kelly said.
    Tamra showered then drove to Kelly’s place. She had a two-bedroom cottage in the middle of a cul-de-sac. The location made her shudder because there was only one way in and one way out. She could get trapped.
    Still, Tamra needed sleep so she found the key and let herself in. She chose Kelly’s bed and would change the sheets for her later. Snuggling in, she was asleep before she