Confusion.

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His phone buzzed. He yawned and sat up straight. Kim's sofa was not a good place to sleep.

"Who is it?" Kim yawned,  curious.

"Martyn."
Hey Duncan! You know what happened with Charlie right? -M

Duncan sniffed, texting back:
Yeah... Kim's trial was the other day btw -D

He froze before sending it.
He doesn't know! Fuck! He thought, quickly deleting the message.
Yes, why? -D
*Buzz Buzz*
Ring me, I need to say this properly. -M

Duncan urged for Kim to leave the room temporarily and rang Martyn:

"Hey pal." He bit his lip.

"Hey! Um, this is a little hard to say so I'm just gonna come straight out with it." Martyn gulped, pausing for a moment. Sounds of the others at the Area 11 house poured through the phone.

"We found Charlie... dead."

Silence. Duncan stood clutching his phone, speechless.

"Duncan?" His phone crackled, the connection poor.

"But... that's... impossible."

"What?"

"The police said they found her weeks ago! They wouldn't just leave her where she was... would they?"

"Unless..."

"Where? Where Martyn, where!" He spat, perplexed.

"Me and Kaeyi's new house."

Duncan paused.

"As in, in a building? Not in the streets?"

"Nope."

"But..."

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