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Brian had known there was something deeply troubling about the man—Ted had called him volatile and highly dangerous—but to think he’d been watching Her sent a shiver up Brian’s spine. How dare he! How dare he violate her privacy. How dare he see her most intimate moments. How dare he rig up a surveillance system to her apartment.
On-screen, Yuki performed her nightly ritual—her sultry dance—as Brian watched. Even in his current state—beat-up and hurting from the days spent at Ted’s—Brian grew incensed that some man, some dickhead stranger, was watching Her. Jesus, Ted’s Polaroids were tame in comparison. This guy, this flesh-formed parasite, was the worst of the worst. And yet, Brian couldn’t tear his eyes from the screen. He felt a little excited. How could he not? Her didn’t just da
