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Chapter 89: The Call That Changed Everything.

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***************************Claire's POV********************

I was halfway through the work I had been doing on my laptop in the study when my phone buzzed. It wasn't the vibration that my stomach twisted__ it was the number flashing across the screen. Unknown.Blocked. And yet I knew.

I knew before I even answered.

My fingers hung in the air as I was about to continue, but I ignored the work and picked it up.

"Hello?"

There was a beat of silence on the other end. Then—

Her voice came in.

“Claire.”

Her voice was strained but unmistakable. Smoky, low, a little huskier than usual—like she’d been screaming hours before and had only just stopped. My heart stuttered in my chest.

“Aliana?” I asked.

Certainty hitting me.

“I don’t have long. They only gave me a minute,” she whispered.

I dropped into the nearest chair, gripping the edge of the table.

“Where are you?” I muttered, pretending not to know where she was.

“You saw the news,” she said quietly.

I closed my eyes. “Yeah. I saw it.” My
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