I stood speechless. Emma had turned the phone on speaker, so I heard his voice.
The voice of a guy who should have been dead.
"Hello? Hello?" Kyle demanded. "Hello? It's Kyle."
Emma's face was tight in concentration. "Kyle who? Do you work for Mr.Creepo?" She looked at me for a second, and a light went on in her eyes.
"Wait, Kyle? You're Kaytlins- Your the guy who-" She kept on stammering. Finally she formed a complete sentence. "Aren't you supposed to be dead?!"
"Listen, just trust me." Kyle answered. "I'm tracking the GPS on that phone using my police equipment. I'll pick you two up in about twenty minutes. Just hang tight."
"How'd you get this number anyways?" Emma asked suspiciously.
"I can't explain anything right now, but I promise that it will all make sense soon."
"But-"
"Just let me talk to Ivy!"
"Her names not Ivy."
"Whatever, just let me talk to her!"
Emma glanced my way, giving me a questioning look.
I shook my head. I didn't know what was going on, or how he was alive, but I wasn't sure I trusted him.
"She's busy right now, can I take a message?" Said Emma, making me give a small smile.
"Ivy!" Kyle complained.
"Can I take a message?" Emma repeated.
Kyle sighed. "I'll be there in twenty minutes. Just stay where you are." He hung up.
"What a douche." said Emma. "Are we staying here?"
I hesitate. "I guess it's better than staying here. We're sitting ducks right now."
Emma looked like she wanted to say something, but she decided not to. "Alright." She agreed. "We'll wait here."
So we waited for the guy who was supposed to be dead, to show up by tracking us with a phone number he shouldn't have known, carrying secrets he had not shared.
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Never Look Back
Pertualangan"You won't kill anyone else! I'll stop you!" "We'll see about that." Then he picks up his gun...
