When Fame Turns Frightening: How My Author Spotlight Invited a Sinister Shadow
That’s when Rodney began harassing me. He complained to all the neighbors that I was destroying his house. Instead, I was repairing, cleaning, and painting over stains to make it attractive to guests. I watched his baby mama steal my mail. On one day, he sent five different plumbers to bother me. I found men on the roof looking down into the skylight as I showered. This went on for four months. As a writer, I recorded everything.
He left messages: “I will destroy your business.” Another message said, “I will take you out.” He didn’t mean on a date. Fortunately, I was a member of the community police liaison committee, so I called the precinct to report the death threat.
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