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Chapter Twenty-One

“Did you not hear me?” The man asked, standing and towering over me with his gun now aimed straight at my head, touching my forehead. “Pick up the damn phone and put it on speaker before I blow your brains out and pick it up myself to tell him where to pick up your body.”

The phone stopped ringing before I could pick it up, and this frustrated the man enough to use his right hand to swipe through the air and straight at my face. I gasped as I immediately placed my hand against my cheek in shock and hurt.

“The next time you are called by that old man of yours, I want you to pick it up and do as I said, do you understand me?” he asked, and I immediately nodded without hesitation as my cheek stung.

Not long after, my phone started to ring again, and his gun returned to my forehead.

“Pick it up fast, Lauren. I have no time for this nonsense you’re trying to pull with me,” he said as impatiently as he could, and I didn’t hesitate to pick the phone up and
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