Prologue

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"Okay who is this, and why do you keep calling me?"

I say into the phone, annoyed.

"H-hey. S-orry. It's...well it's...it's me. Justin. It's me, Justin."

The voice stutters into the phone. I sigh softly.

"Sorry, I don't know any Justins. I'm hanging up now. Don't call back."

"Wait! Please! Remember...at the fair a few months back?"

Realization washes over me as I remember the events of that night. I rub a hand over my face.

"Right. Of course. Justin Bieber. The guy who likes chicken nuggets and making silly decisions like going out in public with no security."

I joke with a laugh. He sighs in relief, chuckling softly.

"Alright, alright. Take it easy on me, I'm just a boy."

I laugh again, rolling my eyes.

"You are a grown man! Act like it! And stay off of Tik Tok. Also, how did you get this number? I'm very private."

I ask suspiciously. He chuckles again.

"Phoenix, I'm Justin Bieber. I can get any information I want. Everyone has a price."

"Hmm okay Mr. Rich Guy, who did you bribe to get mine? And how much? I only have like three friends and they are very loyal so it couldn't be them. My boss?"

Justin laughs into the phone, enjoying this.

"That's a secret I'll never tell."

I shake my head at his goofiness, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Okay, Gossip Girl. Can you at least tell me why you called me so out of the blue after all this time then?"

Justin hesitates, sighing heavily.

"I need your help...again. It's heavy, but there isn't anyone else in my life I can trust with it. There's a lot of stuff going on behind the scenes that no one knows about. It's...well it's a long story but the short version is this — you're the only one who can save me and Jack."

I take a deep breath, bracing myself for whatever is coming next.

"Save you and Jack from who, Justin?"

"Hailey. My wife."

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