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That got his attention.

I pulled up the file and started with what I'd done after the truck incident. I'd pushed for tighter security around the set, asked the guards to keep a closer eye on the barricades, and installed the new cameras around the parking lot and perimeter.

The new cameras had already given me more than the old ones ever could. I walked Tony through the footage from the truck, showing him what I'd been able to see this time and how much clearer everything was with the new equipment.

I also showed him what I'd found around the set since then, including several images of the same man appearing on different filming days. He was always somewhere near the production, always close enough to watch without drawing attention to himself.

I'd gone back through everything I'd already found, too, comparing the new information with the notes, gifts, online posts, and photographs I'd been tracking since Logan first arrived.

Tony glanced at me. "And you think this is the same person?"

"I think it might be."

Tony's expression grew skeptical.

"I know," I said. "A lot of I think."

"That's what I was going to say."

That was the truth. I couldn't prove the man was behind the gifts. I couldn't prove he'd tampered with the truck. I couldn't even prove with absolute certainty that he was the same person Isaac had saved.

The evidence was there. What I couldn't prove was how all of it connected.

"There was something else." I hesitated before bringing up one last section. "The Orc King theory."

Tony nodded slowly. "Right."

"You know how the stalker always called Logan the Elf King? Then we suddenly got the Orc King note, and Isaac started showing up in more of the photographs."

Tony was quiet for a moment before saying, "So you think this person isn't just interested in Logan anymore."

"That's what I'm worried about." I closed the file. "I think we should keep an eye on this guy."

Tony leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. "So what do you want to do about this?"

I stared at him for a moment. "What?"

"What do you want to do?"

I opened my mouth, then closed it again, suddenly unsure of what to say.

I'd expected Tony to tell me what to do. He always did. I'd bring him a problem, he'd give me a few possible solutions, and I'd figure out which one I could make work. This time, though, he was looking at me as if the answer was supposed to come from me.

"You're the lead on this," he continued. "I'm assuming you have something in mind. Otherwise, you wouldn't have spent all this time putting together..." He waved a hand toward my laptop. "...this."

I'd been so focused on proving there was a connection, on getting Tony to take me seriously, that I hadn't stopped to consider what I actually wanted to do about it.

The answer came easily enough. I wanted Isaac safe.

I took a breath. "I think we should assign an enforcer to them."

Tony's eyebrows lifted slightly. "An enforcer?"

"Someone who can stay with them on set, escort them around, keep an eye on things." I hesitated before adding, "Someone who might actually be able to catch the guy if he tries something again.”

Tony gave me a small smile. It wasn't unkind. "I was wondering when you were going to ask for that."

He sighed and leaned back slightly. "This is where it gets complicated. There are a lot of people involved in the production, Nico. Humans, shifters, private security, the studio, local authorities. Situations like this fall into something of a gray area."