My Professor’s Obsession
"But it means she’s close. Or someone who knows her is close."
Suddenly, the house phone rang. It was the same short, sharp chirp from the studio in the woods. Caspian picked it up and put it on speaker.
"Is she back yet?" a voice asked. It was Sloane. My roommate. My friend.
"Sloane?" I ran to the phone. "Sloane, where have you been? I’ve been texting you for days!"
"I'm so sorry, Sera," Sloane said. She sounded like she was crying. "I couldn't talk to you. They were watching my phone. They told me if I helped you, I’d lose my scholarship too."
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