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We made our way to Sarah's car shortly after I recovered from the girl's jab at my stomach, and I decided to check if my phone had any sort of connection on Figure Eight. Thankfully, Kooks can't survive without internet of some sort, so I was able to hook up to some wifi that was strong enough to make a call as we drove. My phone was set up on the little holder that the blonde had clipped to the vent of her AC, the call ringing.
"Hello, Kildare county manor, how may I assist you?" The receptionist, Laura, said, her sugary voice making me smile.
"Miss Laura! Hey!" I smiled. "So sorry to bother, but could you by any chance get JJ on the phone? I know his shift is about to end, but I kind of need to get in touch with him."
"Chayse! Hey, darlin'. Of course, I'll go get him right now for ya."
"Thank you so much, tell Daisy that I said hi!"
"Will do. Give me one second.." The phone went to hold and I looked over at Sarah, who gave me that look. I turned beet red and flipped her off.
"Hello?" I heard JJ say over the phone, a relieved sigh rattling my chest.
"Hey," I started, blowing my hair out of my face. "I'm so glad I caught you before you left. Some really crazy shit happened and I don't think I'm gonna be home by tonight, and the Château is probably not the best place for you to stay right now. I left the back door of my house unlocked for you if you want."
"What happened? Are you okay?" He panicked, and I could practically hear his eyes go wide. It brought a little flutter to my chest. "Do you need help?"
"No, J, I'm fine, but I definitely have to lay low for a little bit. DCS came today and tried to take me for some kind of signing away my rights thing and I ended up running away from them."
"You ran? From fucking DCS?" He shouted, cracking me up.
"Yep."
"That's my girl," I laughed again, my stomach swirling. "Where are you now?"
"Well, don't kill me, but I had a slight hitch in my escape plan and Sarah Cameron found me, helped me out, and now we're going to Chapel Hill."
"Sarah Cameron? How the hell— are you like, macking on her?"
Sarah snickered from the driver's seat, dodging me as I attempted to swat at her arm. "No, JJ, I like someone right now. I'm not macking on Sarah."
