She picks up on the second ring, the noise of the city humming around her. “How did you get my number?” “I sent myself a text message from your phone.” I can almost see her grinning. “What do you want?” “How long do you think this whole thing is going to take?” “Give me a minute,” she says. The noise around her grows smaller with every passing second. I imagine her weaving through the city, moving from the sidewalk to the lobby of a building, to a bathroom where she’s the only voice bouncing off the walls. “Are you still there?” “Yeah.” A door opens and closes. “Lee doesn’t have much patience. The second his men got back from Neal’s house he probably sent out a search party. I say we have about forty-eight hours before he kidnaps you and hangs you off the side of a building.”
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