“Speaker,” she mouthed at him, and he put down the phone and hit the button so she could hear both sides of the call. “Sasha’s here with me. You can tell us both,” he said.

“Hi, Sasha. Dan here. I own Alpha Security.”

“Hi, Dan.”

“So as I just started to say, our tech guys have been going over the emails, snail mails, and gifts sent to you and stored by your PR people. We sorted through the crap and narrowed down ones similar to the one slipped beneath the hotel room door.”

She glanced at Xander and he patted the empty spot on the bed. With a nod, she sat down beside him.

“What did you find?” Xander asked.

“A definite pattern. The way the letters are cut out. The type of fonts used and how they’ve been pasted on the paper. Very crude in this day and age,” Dan, who had a scratchy, deep voice, said. “And he was escalating and angry he wasn’t getting a response. Not that the PR people caught on.”

Xander glanced at Sasha. The color had drained from her face, and he put a hand over hers. “What are you saying?” he asked Dan.

“That you did the right thing hiring us for twenty-four-seven security. Jared mentioned you’d both be at your Manhattan apartment starting tonight.”

Sasha’s gaze flew to Xander’s and her eyes narrowed. He shot her his most charming grin and shrugged. So what if he’d already planned for her to come with him? He hadn’t been about to lose their argument and jeopardize her safety.

“Smarter than staying at a crowded hotel,” Dan went on. “Makes it easier for the guys to keep an eye on you. We already moved your personal assistant again. To a smaller hotel with fewer rooms per floor. Just as a precaution.”

“Thank you,” Sasha said in a shaky voice.

“You’re welcome. Xander, someone will be by tomorrow to go over your security and I’ll get you an estimate. Can you arrange for someone to let him in?” Dan asked.

“Yes.” He and Dash had a service that checked on the house in their absence. He’d just shoot off a text to them tonight.

“Anything else?”

Xander looked at Sasha and she shook her head.

“Nothing here,” Xander said.

“Okay, I’ll be in touch.” Dan disconnected the call.

Bracing himself, Xander turned to face her. “Okay, let me have it.”

Her shoulders fell and she shook her head. “I can’t. You were right. But you still should have discussed it with me before now.”

He groaned. “Yeah, I probably should have, but what would you have said?”

“That the hotel was safe with my security, and we shouldn’t let ourselves get used to this,” she muttered.