An alarming message
That evening, just as Mary was about to head home, Tim’s phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. It read: “I know about the footstool and who you are. We need to talk. Call me.” The siblings stared at the message in disbelief. Tim’s hands trembled as he dialed the number, unsure of who or what was waiting on the other end.
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