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“What you mean he was there?”

“He came into the building after me. He rode the elevator upstairs with me.”

“Penelope.”

The way he said my name made my stomach twist.

“Did he do anything to you?” he asked protectively.

“No. Not exactly. He got off on my floor and walked down the hallway. I went inside. A few minutes later, I saw him going back toward the elevator.”

MJ went quiet.

“Did he talk to you?”

“Barely.”

“Ask your name?”

“No.”

“Did he say anything about me or my family?”

He was asking so many questions back-to-back. It was making me hyperventilate.

“No. MJ, who is he?”

He didn’t answer.

“MJ.”

“Where your daddy at?”

I looked at Daddy.

“Standing right here.”

“Is his security with him?”

MJ had gotten the rundown on how Daddy operates when I told him that he owned this building. We spent the night just talking about him, and I enjoyed the moment. I wish that I could go back to it.

“Yes,” I said lowly as I gripped the phone tightly in my hand.

“Good. Stay with them.”

The fear I’d been trying to control pushed harder against my chest.

“Who is he?” I asked again.

“I need you to listen to me and stay with your daddy.”

“MJ, tell me who he is.”

Silence stretched between us, then he finally answered my question.

“That’s Ghost.”

The name meant nothing to me.