The simple version of the world said: call 911, let professionals handle it, step back, survive.
The other version—the one standing in front of her—said that might get him k!lled.
And maybe the babies too.
Her thumb hovered over the power button.
“Tell me why,” she said quietly. “Give me one real reason not to call.”
Daniel’s breathing hitched.
“They didn’t miss,” he whispered. “They warned.”
Anna frowned.
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“It will,” he said. “If you turn that phone on, it pings. If it pings, they know where I am. And if they know—”
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