‘You have exactly one hour to get me everything. Not some, not half, ALL. Got it?’
Says a gravelly voice on the phone. The air gets thinner and quieter. Pete answers-
“Yeah, I got it.”
‘Good’
The mysterious caller abruptly retorts.
Pete sheepishly asks-
“Hey, uhm, did you send a package with a note?”
He soon realizes he is talking to a dial tone as the weight of time multiplies by the second.
Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door.
“Who is it?”
Says Pete as he reaches for his gun. The door creaks open. A shadowy figure emerges holding a revolver pistol and says.
‘We’ve got big problems’
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