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before she threw them away. When a glance at the clock on the wall finally told her the forensic document examiner was in, she dropped her paper clips, gathered up her handwriting samples and strode purposefully upstairs.
     
     
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    Kara picked at her breakfast. The last thing she wanted right now was food. She had too many thoughts swirling around in her brain. The night before, after she had finished talking to Zane, she had gone inside, avoiding Joe’s intense gaze as well as she could. Ivy had sprinted up to her and asked who the handsome stranger was and what he had wanted.
    “Seth didn’t tell you who he was?” she had asked quietly.
    Ivy rolled her eyes. “Seth doesn’t talk to me.”
    Kara pursed her lips together. That was irritating. She wondered if Seth knew she and Ivy were sisters. When Ivy started clamoring again to know who the tall, dark, and handsome stranger was and what he had wanted, Kara whispered it to her. Ivy squealed, drawing the attention of every cop in the place.
    “Shh, don't tell Joe. He’ll look Zane up in the computer.”
    Ivy had cast a happy glance over to Joe who was glaring at them suspiciously. Kara had packed her things, called out her goodbyes, and left quickly, hoping everyone would forget about it by the next day.
    But she hadn’t forgotten. She had barely slept the night before, thinking about Zane and worrying about what Sgt. Gale was going to say. Maybe if she went in with only thirty minutes to spare again, Sgt. Gale wouldn’t get much of a chance to yell at her today.
    She stood up and fed the rest of her eggs to Duke, who managed to eat most of them with one bite but then spread tiny pieces of egg from the kitchen all the way across the living room as he tried to get up the last scraps with his tongue. Still deep in thought, Kara didn’t notice.
    Her phone rang and she grabbed for it. A number she didn’t recognize from the station.
    “Price.”
    Sgt. Gale’s voice blared through the phone and cut through her introspection. “I want you down here in thirty minutes. And keep your eyes open. Your stalker is a very dangerous man.”
    Kara’s stomach swooped and dropped until she felt she might puke. An empty hiss sounded in her ear. She looked at the phone. Sgt. Gale had hung up.
    Kara ran to her bedroom, not noticing when she stepped in egg, and pulled her uniform on. Her worst fears were coming true and the negative anticipation was cutting an acid-lined hole in her chest. A sudden piercing longing for the simplicity and safety of her childhood rocked her. But that was over. The world wasn’t safe anymore. She should know. She was one of the many guardians needed at the gate of civilization these days. She pulled on her boots and ran out the door.
    Kara made it to the police station with twenty minutes to spare and reluctantly sprinted upstairs to find Sgt. Gale. Glynda pointed her to a conference room where Sgt. Gale was pacing, a brutal gaze on her face, her hands twisting and turning something. The two long tables placed end to end in the center of the room were covered with police reports, pictures, and notes. Kara tried to take in everything at once, her stomach feeling more leaden with each additional glance.
    Sgt. Gale peered at her, something like a snarl lifting her lips. Kara recoiled and waited to hear what she would have to say. Sgt. Gale snatched a piece of paper off of the table and thrust it into Kara’s hands. “Does this look familiar?”
    Kara read the handwritten note quickly. Your boyfriend is a piece of shit.
    Kara grimaced and tried to hand the note back, shaking her head no . Sgt. Gale strode down the length of the table and picked another piece of paper off the far end, handing it to Kara and refusing to take the other one.
    Kara recognized this one immediately. It was the note she had received with the box full of Dawn’s hair. She read it over again.
    Dawn needs to pay, don't you think? For hurting you? This will make her