Chapter 6

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𝘐 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺
- 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯

𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗔

My life has started revolving around the chime of a phone. Well, for the past five months, it’s been like that, but a different phone. Usually it’s the cloned phone that has me leaping and rushing around to grab it. Not my actual phone. Not until Agent Logan Bennett a couple of weeks ago.

𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡: 𝗖𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗴 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝘆.

𝗠𝗘: 𝗪𝗵𝗼’𝘀 𝗖𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗴?

𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡: 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗜 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿. 𝗜𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁, 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗜’𝗺 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.

I have no clue why he finds that so funny.

𝗠𝗘: 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆, 𝘄𝗵𝗼’𝘀 𝗖𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗴?

𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡: 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.

𝗠𝗘: 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗹𝗲𝘁’𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝗯𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲.

𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡: 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗜’𝗺 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲𝘀, 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲.

𝗠𝗘: 𝗜𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼. 𝗠𝗲𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲’𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗼𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿. -.- 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 “𝘁𝗼𝘆𝘀.”

At least that’s true. I hate the times I have to lie to him.

𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡: 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗸.

𝗠𝗘: 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗰𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗼. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄. #𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲

𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗡: 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽. 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗜’𝗺 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱.

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