Jordy Byrd: Even inside her Spokane Valley home, with a security camera turned on, Traci doesn't feel safe. She avoids the windows at night, knowing that he might be outside again, standing in the shadows, watching. One day she counted the number of times he called and texted her phone: 42. His messages haunt her.
"By the way, I have a key to the house," he said in a text. "Want me to tell you how I got it?"
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