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sweeper device from his bag and begin to sweep the room.  She watched in shock as he pulled several bugs and cameras from around the room. 
    "Daddy?  How?" she asked, looking up at him for answers.
    "I don't know, baby," he replied and she could see the anger and frustration on his rugged face.  She'd always been proud of the fact that her father looked younger than his age of fifty-eight.  Honestly, he looked like an older version of Riley.  He'd been thirty-two when she was born; just slightly younger than Riley was right now; slightly younger than Mike Casiano, who was now pulling something up on her computer.
    "He'd tapped into her webcam," Mike told her father.   "Whoever this is, he's good with electronics."  Mike's gaze shifted to Lainey and she felt a chill run through her to be under his close scrutiny.  "Can you think of anyone you have come in contact with who this could be?"
    She shook her head.  "I deal mainly with children and mothers.  It's rare for men to come in with their families.  The ones who have...I just can't imagine it's one of them."
    Gavin Riley shifted so that he was looking down at his daughter, concern on his face.
    "Baby, I know you like to think the best of people, but this is obviously someone you have had contact with.  He said you sent him a letter."
    Lainey raked her fingers through her hair in frustration and began to pace the length of the room, well aware that both men were watching her. 
    "I've been thinking about who it could be ever since that call came through last night.  I just don't know."
    "Who would you have sent a letter to?" Gavin pressed.  "And why would you send someone a letter?"
    "I get thank y ou notes all the time, Daddy.  I usually send a standard acknowledgment back to them."
    Mike spoke then.  "Do you keep the notes you receive?"
    She looked over at him.  His face was unreadable, his eyes a bit softer but still assessing.
    "Yes," she answered, crossing over to the credenza behind her desk.  She opened a drawer and gestured to it with a sweep of her hand.  "They're all in there."
    Mike looked down into the opened drawer and was stunned by the amount of envelopes.  The drawer was fairly deep and she had the envelopes bundled together in stacks...at least a dozen stacks all as tall as his hand.
    "I need you to go through all of these.  Find the ones from men and..."
    "Those are all from men," she replied.  "The ones from women and kids are in the next drawer."
    Gavin stepped closer and picked up one of the stacks.  "You get this many letters from men ??" he roared, actually causing Lainey to laugh.
    "Ever since Kacee and I were interviewed on Raven's news show, we get "fan mail". Most of it is harmless.  We get a good laugh over them."
    "You get fan mail?  Damn it, Lainey!  The person who is doing all of this has likely made contact with you this way.  What were you thinking, responding to these?" Gavin admonished.
    Lainey folded her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at him.  "Yelling at me isn't going to solve anything, you know.  It's common courtesy to acknowledge the receipt of a note with a note in kind.  Most of these are just harmless little flirtations.  I thanked them for their kind words and left it at that.  Besides, I don't think this guy is in these stacks.  He said I told him he had a nice smile, which means at some point, I have been face-to-face with him."
    "Do you keep mail from clients separate from these?" Mike asked, heading off another explosion from her father. 
    "Sometimes.  I put them in the patient files.  I just haven't had time to think this through, to figure out who this may be."
    "You haven't had time?" Gavin sputtered.  "You've had all day!!"
    "I've had patients all day," she countered.
    "You need to cancel your appointments for the next few days, until all of this is resolved," her father barked.
    "Not going to happen," she snapped.
    "Lainey, you -" Gavin began, but Mike cut him off.
    "I don't