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Chace looked closer. "We don't have a clear shot of him, just a profile to go off of?" Chace turned back to me.
    "That's where I come in.” We turned, looking to see Jack coming into the room. Thank fuck. We played the video a few more times.
    "He's been in your room.”
    I looked at Jack. "How do you know? “
    “He knew exactly where to stand. That's why we don't have a clear shot of him. We also don't have a clear shot of him on any of the camera feeds from outside of the hotel. He knew exactly where to stand. He knew exactly what he was doing. I'm willing to bet your house, he's been following her for a while.”
    I rubbed my face. Fuck. I glanced at my watch; it was nearing four. “Wait. You said her.”
    Jack looked at me. “Yeah.” 
    “What makes you think he’s following her?”
    “The way she looked at him. She looks like she knows him. Benny rewind it. You see here,” Jack said and pointed to the screen. “She’s talking to him. I can’t make it out for sure on your laptop, but it looks like she’s saying ‘what the fuck do you want’ and then she dips her head, so I couldn’t read her lips for the name.”
    Benny rewound the scene five more times just to be sure. I’ll be damned.
    “Let’s wrap this up. I appreciate you guys coming here. Benny and Jack, I need security increased.”
    “Already on it.” I nodded. Jack started gathering up what footage we had. “Try talking to her. We need as much information as we can, and I’ll question Tyler.”
    “Trust me, I plan on it. Hostile force.” He smiled before everyone left. 
    I finally made my way back to bed. Even in sleep, she seemed troubled. We’ve come so far together, yet this seemed like a huge step back for us. I got into bed and pulled her to me. She gently stirred. Knowing that someone had their hands on her and hurt her, made me want to kill. And that’s exactly what I would do.

 
    Emmalin
    I looked at the clock. 10:00 in the morning. These pills definitely work, but I hated how long they made me sleep. I tried sitting up, and that’s when I felt the aftermath of the assault. My head was pounding, and my side hurt. I gingerly stood up, walking to the bathroom to search for some pain relievers. 
    I was clutching the sink with my head down, trying to endure the pain, when I jumped as hands traced my side, causing me to flinch from the pain.
    “Shit, Emmalin, let me see.”
    I turned away. “It’s fine. It’s nothing.” Before I could walk out, he stopped me and sat me down on the lip of the tub. He lifted my shirt gently and examined the bruises.
    “It’s nothing? A man pushes himself into our room, practically chokes you to death, and you say it’s nothing? You’re sitting here bruised, and you’re saying you’re fine, it’s nothing? What the fuck, Emmalin?” He crouched in front of me, checking me over. I opened my mouth to protest, and he stopped me. “You’re no longer having a say in anything.”
    He stood up, staring down at me. “How are you feeling?”
    I gave a little laugh. “Like someone beat the shit out of me.” He glared down at me and clenched his jaw. Okay, not a time to joke . “I’m okay for the most part. Sore, helpless.” I wondered what adjectives I could throw out there.
    He helped me up, and after getting dressed, we went down to the living room. “Can I trust you not to move while I get you something to eat?”
    I rolled my eyes. “I think I’ll be fine.” I sat there, head throbbing. 
    “You took quite a fall.” I raised my head at the unfamiliar voice.
    “We’ve never been properly introduced. I know you, but you don’t know me. I’m Jack. I’ve known Grayson quite a few years.”
    I studied him tentatively before extending my hand. “Emmalin. But I guess you already knew that.” He smiled. Grayson reappeared with fruit and yogurt with granola.
    “You need to eat something.”
    I stared at the food. “So, what does Jack do?” 
    “Jack is a part of my security