The moment the call connected, Paul Lacy’s roar blasted through the speaker like a storm siren.
“Sarah! Where the hell have you been?! I’ve been trying to find you everywhere— I practically searched the whole damn world! You—”
Smack.
Matthew Powell reached over, took the phone straight from her hand, and hung up without blinking.
Sarah stared at him, stunned.
“Why would you do that? He must really need something— he called over a thousand times—”
Rrrrring—
The phone lit up again.
“You son of a— how dare you hang up on me! You’re f—”
Smack.
Matthew hung up again.
Sarah nearly jumped.
“Matthew! Stop fooling around! He really needs me!”
Matthew replied calmly, almost lazily,
“If someone needs help, they should show some humility.”
“You…” Sarah was speechless.
Riiiiing.
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