EMILY
"Did you get a look at your attacker? Can you describe him?"
The alley flooded back. The darkness, the smell of rotting vegetables and the hand clamped over my mouth.
"No." The word came out whispered. "I was too scared. I ran and I didn't look back."
"Mr. Ashford." Kane turned to Leo, and I felt him shift, his body language closing like a fist. "You installed cameras in her apartment. Is that correct?"
The air left the room.
"Wait." I started.
"Multiple cameras," Kane continued, reading from her notes. "Living room, bedroom, hallway. All connected to a private server accessible only by you. Was this before or after you became... involved?"
"Hold up." My hands shot up, palms out, a gesture of surrender and defiance at once. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it
