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"Yeah, dad, I'm having fun. Haven't stolen any cattle, no. Hugh's having a great time," I say, leaning against the police desk.
"So why are you calling me from a phone that isn't your cell phone?" my dad, rightfully suspicious.
"That's a funny story that cumulates in me breaking my phone. Anyway. I should get going now. Just wanted to let you know how responsible I'm being—,"
"I want to believe you so much and yet I don't—,"
"Bye dad, love you. We'll be home soon---oh Peter may call you in a minute."
"Because this is almost exactly sounding like you two are getting one phone calls at a police station--- and I just googled the number you're calling from and it's LAPD ----Anything you want to tell me about, son?"
"Nope! I'm all good, Hugh has everything under control bye dad—love you—bye." I hang up.
The cop at the desk rub his head.
"Why were those guys just carried out on stretchers screaming?" I ask.
"None of your business. Back to your room."
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The Fleece Job (Olympus Drive Chronicles)
Teen FictionThe tale of Jason and the Argonauts and the quest for the Golden Fleece, as a modern day heist novel. Set in the Olympus Drive Universe with characters from previous novels that make up the Argonauts. Content/Trigger Warning: Some minor peril and vi...