Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
“I’ll review the profiles later.”
Before she could object, I’d already stepped outside, dialing property management as I moved. “This is Alpha Alexander. I want access to the security feeds at Duskhollow Pines- immediately. Last thirty minutes. Garage area and perimeter gates!”‘
While I waited, I called Gai.
“Did you locate Olivia?”
Gai answered, his tone brisk. “We tracked her phone entering Duskhollow Pines twenty-five minutes ago. She drove in alone, no sign of forced entry. Her car pulled into the underground garage-then nothing.”
“And the tail?”
“We spotted a black Chevrolet Malibu outside the convenience store three days ago-the same one was seen trailing her again today. But it didn’t enter the neighborhood. It waited outside, then circled around.
“License plate?”
“Fake. Swapped last night. Our guy’s on it”
I looked out the car window, fingers tapping against the steering wheel. “If the stalker didn’t enter, someone else inside the Pines may have done it. Or they had access. Find out who’s in that car. Pull property entry logs-any pass holder who entered in the last two hours. Flag any with previous employment ties to the Windsors or Hawthorne””
“Yes, Alpha.”
“And Gai.”
“Yeah?”
“If they’ve taken her, we don’t call the police yet. Whoever did this is clean. I want names.”
As I hung up, Ava called again.
“Anything?” she asked, this time more composed.
“No response from the property office yet,” I said. “But we caught movement. A suspicious vehicle left Olivia’s garage within the last fifteen minutes. My team’s tracking it now.”
“She told me about the stalker before she got home,” Ava said, voice low now, “She said he’d been following her since the service station. You think… Ethan sent him?”
I exhaled slowly. “We can’t be so sure yet. Although, I admit that he is the most suspicious guy right now!”
There was silence on the line.
“Ava.”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t panic yet. She may have just turned off her phone.””
“She was mid-sentence.”
That didn’t sit well. I knew Olivia’s tone. She wasn’t easily shaken, and if she said she was being followed, she was probably right.
“Then we assume worst-case until proven otherwise,” I said. “I’ll speak to security again once I reach. In the meantime, let me know the moment you arrive at the neighborhood. Don’t approach the house alone.”
Ava murmured her agreement, and the call ended.
Back in my vehicle, I glanced once more at the now-dark screen of my phone. The women on the table, the matchmaking talks, the diplomatic smiles-irrelevant. I had something else to settle now. Someone had followed Olivia across counties. And someone else had helped them get through the gates.
This wasn’t random.
I knew that much.
Ethan’s name lingered in the air, but my instincts said it wasn’t just him.
This was messier than it seemed.
And far more calculated.
A while later, I stepped out of my car. My phone tucked between my shoulder and ear. In one hand, I held Ava’s frantic voice; in the other, the glow of my screen showed the GPS trail of a black Chevrolet Malibu trailing Olivia’s car earlier. Gai stood beside me, laptop open, scanning data.
“The garage camera didn’t record her car,” the property manager, Mr. Greene, reported, voice grim. “But the gate footage… it shows her Lexus-registration matches-entering at
“Then the car-her car-vanished from every camera inside the community?” I asked, my tone flat.
He nodded. “Yes. But then last night, around 09:45 PM, we see a
Chevy leave the garage. License plate was obscured.”
“Someone tampered with the feed,” I said, turning to Gai. “Cross- reference all cameras for past fifty hours. Find anomalies: blind frames, jump cuts, missing files.”
“Got it,” Gai replied crisply, tapping keys. “Also pulled the gate timestamp. Scanned for identical cars passing in and out other entry points.”
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I slid my phone to quit the call now there were police on site, sirens muted – and spoke into silence. “Signal staff to hold any technicians on standby. No firmware resets. We need original data. Freeze everything.”
The officer in charge, Detective Marquez, nodded gravely. “We’re already logging chain of custody for all drives and
DVRs”
“Good,” I said, forcing calm. “The longer we wait, the more chance someone erases evidence”
Rustling footsteps alerted me to Ava approaching. Her face was pale.
“Alexander,” she whispered, “they found something.”
“What did they find?”
A deer-in-headlights fear made her eyes flicker. “That same black Malibu… it shows it entering the gate here three days ago.
At midnight. We examined the timestamp: April 25th, exactly at 0:03 hours.”
“Three nights ago. That’s exactly when Olivia left for Jersey.
She’d been followed then too.” Ava swallowed.
“And it wasn’t the same car,” Gai said, voice iron-quiet. “It’s identical make, model and license plate of the one that left last night.”
I took a step back. “So anyone inside Duskhollow Pines could’ve known about her movements, even before tonight.”
My jaw clenched. This wasn’t random. This had been planned long ago-someone had been tailing Olivia for days.
Detective Marquez stepped forward, holding a portable drive and a notebook. “This is the gate feed. I’ve logged the Malibu coming in at 00:03 three days ago. No exit recorded-until last night. Also, someone tried to delete the footage between entry and exit times. It’s heavily redacted.”
I pried open the back of my mind, chillingly aware: this wasn’t just intimidation. Someone had been tracking Olivia’s every movement-knowing what time her car crossed each gate.
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