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Calling Dalton
Arthur waited until the first sliver of daylight cut through the curtains before reaching for his phone. His hands still shook from a lack of sleep as he scrolled to Dalton’s number and pressed ‘call.’ The line didn’t even ring. Just an automated voice saying the number was no longer in service. He tried again. Same result. “No,” he muttered. “That’s not possible.” But it was.
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