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Just One Hour Tale 3
She was about to dial again. Then the phone rang. "Hello," she said her head confused. "Hi Debbie; it's nice to speak with you again." She almost dropped the phone. It was him; the filthy black thug. It was the same one who had sent her the note. He didn't wait for her to begin a volley of abuse, instead began to talk about her parents. He knew they were out, he knew all sorts of details about them. His manner was as calm and as menacing as ever. The note he explain wasn't...