My name is Benjamin
“Carla! Thank God. My name is Benjamin. I need your help.” She didn’t know who Benjamin was or how he had reached her through this strange phone, but the urgency in his voice made her listen. “Who are you?” she asked. There was a brief pause before he answered, and when he did, his words made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up straight.
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