He didn’t know about it because he didn’t know anything about her. The only things Eli knew about her life were the physical changes that he could observe at three in the morning. He had watched and examined and remembered. But he knew absolutely nothing about her life. About Melanie. And she knew nothing about him. Her dad--Melanie’s dad--was now this man standing between the two of them--protecting her with his life from an intruder. Eli was an intruder. A ghost that didn’t belong in this world.