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Stalker father

Author: Timi Rachael
last update publish date: 2026-04-05 23:35:18

Nathaniel's POV

My phone pinged again, the vibration rattling against my palm. I pulled it out, my eyes narrowing as the screen illuminated a series of high-resolution, night-vision photos. They were grainy but clear enough to see a man crouching in the shadows of an alleyway, just a few yards from Maya Donovan’s front door. He was leaning against a rusted dumpster, a cigarette dangling from his lip, the cherry-red tip glowing every time he took a drag.

Then came the video.

I hit play. The man
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