"Falling for the pizza's charms."

"I didn't expect you to be into pole dancing," said Amelia.

The picture was of me on the pole at 'The Wicked Bunny' when Cloey and I infiltrated the bar to find Hannah.

From the picture, I was sure of two things.

The person that came here was definitely the stalker and Hannah wasn't the stalker's real identity.

Whoever the stalker is did a good job at fooling us by making us think it's Hannah with the notes and letters written in her handwriting.

Hannah was definitely not at the bar when I did the pole dance and I know Hannah. There's no way she'd be walking around with a picture of me half-naked on a pole.

"Why are you smiling like that?" asked Amelia. 

"I can't smile now?"

"The creep from before had this picture of you, aren't you worried...like at all?" 

I wrapped a bandage around her wrist, "I am worried, but this picture brought me closer to narrowing down exactly who this creep is, that's why I'm smiling."