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I WAKE up to the sound of my phone
ringing. The number is unknown. I look
at the clock, and it's two am.
“Hello.”
“If you want to see Willow again,
meet me at the docks. No cops. No-one
needs to know, or you’ll never see her
again. Understood?”
Fear claws at me like an animal
rampant in the wild. "Chelsea." I
whisper.
