Mara
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“Mara... please... please come… he’s going to kill me, please…” she sobbed on the phone, her voice ragged and trembling like she could barely breathe. My heart instantly froze in my chest.
Then I heard it. A sharp thud. Then a man’s voice came on.
“Come get her, Mara,” he said in a single song voice, his tone calm… too calm. Like he was enjoying every second of this. “You have one hour. If you want to see your friend alive, you better come now. Alone.”
“Please don’t hurt her,” I begged immediately, feeling the fear swell so quickly in my throat it almost choked me.
“You bring anyone with you, tell Lucian or try anything smart, and I swear you’re going to regret it,” he said slowly. “She’ll die screaming, and you’ll get to hear every second of it.”
Then the call ended.
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