The Shore

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The phone rang.

"Look, I told you--I have to take these keys back. We can start looking for Ramsey in the morning and..."

She stopped talking. She knew.

"No need to look further, dear woman." The words pushed through with a mushy quality. "She will die. Can your limited mentality comprehend this? If the boy spots anyone around, if he so much as suspects the police are after him, he will take her life." The voice slurred and choked. "You cannot imagine what he is." Groaning wind all but drowned out his words. "And for my part, I cannot let you endanger her with your meddling. Do you understand? I cannot allow it."

She leaned over the phone, as though sucked in by his words, and she gripped the receiver so tightly her fingers ached. "If you have any information regarding this..."

Branches rattled in a sudden gust; then the dial tone rose loudly.

"Hello?" Panic settled on her. Get him back on the line. Try star sixty-nine. Her numbed fingers stabbed at the buttons. Get him talking, get him to say something useful. Act like a cop for once.

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