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Author: Inkkrystal
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~ DAISY'S POV ~

Please pick up.

Please, please, please pick up…

“911, what's your emergency?”

Oh thank God!

Thank God, thank God, thank God.

The voice on the other end is calm and professional, completely unaware that I am currently hiding in a bathroom while armed psychopaths are holding an entire restaurant hostage.

“Please,” I whisper, my voice so low I can hardly hear myself. “You have to help us. There are men with guns and they are holding us hostage at—”

What is the name of this restaura
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