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“Merry? Merry?”
No answer from her friend. She could still hear sounds on the other end of the line, but they were all muffled, as if Merry had dropped the phone in the dirt and forgotten about it. But it sounded like footsteps…Rollo? Brianna?
“Hello? Hello? Merry?”
She looked around wildly. Hanging up the phone didn’t seem like the best thing to do. What if Merry came back on the line? She ran to the old metal desk, which held a phone, a police scanner, a desktop computer and a clipboard with a sign-in sheet. Grabbing the phone, she hesitated.
If she called nine-one-one, what would she say, exactly? “I was on the phone with my friend when I heard weird noises and she stopped talking to me?”
Instead she put her phone on speaker and pulled up the contacts list, then dialed Will Kni
