I hesitate. Yes, he did. For emergencies, in case something happened and we got separated. In case of this exact situation… but how would they know that?

I still don’t know who these people are or what they really want with Fox. I could be a moment away from death right now. But if that’s true, then I want to hear his voice one more time.

I reach for the phone with a quivering hand. They wait, watching me closely with trained eyes. I blink to sharpen my vision as I dial the number in.

“Speakerphone,” he says. “Please.”

I do as he says and turn it on. The dull ringing echoes throughout the garage and I cringe with the throbbing pain still lingering between my eyes.

“Dani?” Fox’s voice comes through almost instantly. “Where are you?”

I stay silent and look up at them for instruction. The man glances back at the woman behind him and they both nod.

“Hey, Fox,” he says. “It’s been a while.”

There’s a short pause. “Dante?” Fox asks.

I blink. Dante Hart?

The big brother of Elijah and Lilah Hart, the twins who attacked Caleb and Boxcar and shot up our house.

Oh, crap.

A fresh fear chills my bones.

“Yeah, it’s me,” Dante says. “We need to talk.”

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