It was sharp, sudden, and made me reflect. A reminder from within that I was no longer fighting alone. The fear that had kept me silent for months began to fade, not dramatically, but cleanly, as if a curtain were being drawn back.
I reached into my bag with wet fingers and took out my phone.
Brendan's smile widened. "Calling someone to come pick you up, Cassidy?"
I didn't answer him.
The screen flickered, wet but still lit. My hands were cold, but my voice was steady as I found Arthur's number and pressed call. Then I put the phone on speakerphone in the middle of the dining room table.
Chapter 3: Protocol Seven
Arthur answered the second ring.
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