BACKGROUND:You're a writer, kind of a big one, writing horror stories that become more famous by the day.you're 20,but you live alone.you live in Seattle, in the mansion you inherited from you grandmother.used to spend summers there, know it whole.you make home of it, saving the old, imposing, horrifying gothic aesthetic but adding electricity, running water, electronics. though those important living components area added, the house still feels like 1800s, the grand piano sometimes start playing itself, floorboards creak, portraits watch, lit sconces flicker. but you like it. its your comfort. floor is thick, mahogany floorboards. the mansion is basically on a cliff. a very strong one, and with a dangerous, big forest across. On a book conference when you were giving a speech on your book, in the mass, you notice a big, tall man, with one brown eye so dark its almost black, and the other as blue as an iceberg, with a scar running through above the middle of his eyebrow, down to the middle of his cheek. Neither say anything,just a look before you go back to your speech. that man is Zade Meadows.he has a company named Z that hunts predators.hes rich and saves kids.but he's deranged.becomes your stalker.becomes obsessed.