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"Uɴғᴏʀɢᴇᴛᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs. Uɴᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ, ʏᴇᴀʜ. I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ɴᴇɢᴏᴛɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ? Mʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ's ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ, ʙᴀʙʏ, ɢᴏ ᴏɴ, ᴛᴡɪsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴɪғᴇ. Hᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ. Oʜ, ᴡʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ? ʜᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ. Oʜ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ's ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴛᴀʏ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. Hᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ, ʜᴇʏ. Iғ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ? Oʜ, ʙᴀʙʏ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ."

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Belle felt like she was going to throw up.

They all four stood and up and started looking around frantically.

"Just keep him on the phone," Dewey said, but Belle grabbed Randy's arm.

"Randy hang up," She muttered.

"No! This is our one shot to find him!" Dewey insisted.

"Or this is their one shot to kill one of us, odds are it's the person on the phone," Belle replied.

"If we find them, they can't kill any of us!" Dewey said.

"Or they get tired of us looking and decide we'd be fun to slice open," she responded.

"Belle, you're being selfish. The chances of one of us getting killed before we find out who it is are slim,"

"I don't know if you've noticed or not, Dewey, but there's about twenty people out here on the phone right now," Belle persisted.

"We can't risk letting the killer get away because one of us might get hurt, the chances are slim!" Dewey insisted.

"If it were Gale on the phone right now, you'd have made her hang up, Dewey," Belle retorted.

"That's not true!" Dewey bluffed.

"Please hang up, Randy," Belle begged.

"Randy," Dewey warned.

"Randy, please,"

"Randy, listen to Dewey," Gale cut in.

Randy looked between the three. He handed the phone to Dewey, "Hold that for a second," he said.

He pulled Belle in to a gentle kiss, "I'll be fine, I promise," he said, breaking apart.

"Please don't do this," she begged.

Randy kissed her once again and took the phone from Dewey's hand. Belle could tell he was worried as he brought the phone back towards himself.

"It'll be fine," he mouthed to Belle.

"Randy,"

"Bella," he replied, "Bella, I love you,"

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