Dazzle sat in his living room, thinking about Kimberly’s ex and all the threats he had been making. The pictures, the messages..it was all getting too much. He couldn’t ignore it anymore.

His eyes kept going to the phone on the table and the police officer’s card beside it. He knew he had to do something because he didn’t know how long this had been happening, and it was probably affecting Kimberly badly.

She had made some bad choices, sure, but nobody deserved to be harassed like this.

Before calling the police, Dazzle decided to check Kimberly’s phone. She had left it in the living room earlier, and although it...