Ellsa’s phone rang, interrupting her thoughts, “Hello?”
“Hi, this is Emma, George’s sister.” The sad voice came through.
Ellsa rolled her eyes, “Hi and how did you get this number?”
“Am I interrupting something?” Emma whispered.
“No, what’s up?”
“Kris gave me the number. She said she wasn’t sure you’d answer.”
“So why did you call?” She prompted, impatiently.
“Ah... George is dead. He was murdered.” She cried.
Ellsa looked at her watch. She couldn’t stay on the call for too long. Faking a sad voice, “I’m sorry to hear that.”
“The funeral is next week. I hope you can make it. It would have been sooner but some Agent Beckett won’t release his body.” She paused and then, “I’m sorry about Taylor, I heard he was Ellie’s boyfriend too. Don’t worry, they’ll catch that monster soon.”
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