He had called the cell phone number, happier than he’d been in a long time. He finally had a way to communicate with her. It’d sounded like she was being attacked… he’d been yelling for her the entire time and felt a cold chill wash over him when he heard Kyoko scream like that. But what was even scarier was when he couldn’t hear her anymore… then that growl.
“Damn it.” he slammed his hand down on the horn as he glared at the red light and traffic around him. “It’s the middle of the night people… go home!”
Reaching into his shirt pocket, Tasuki took out the piece of paper that had been haphazardly tucked into a plain white envelope and placed in his mailbox. He’d been elated to find not only Kyoko’s cell phone number but an address as well. That address was what he was now focused on.
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