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Someone picked up on the third ring.

“Library,” the whispered female voice said. “Please hold.”

“No!” Jessie yelled. “This is an emergency.”

“I’m sorry,” the voice said, clearly startled.

“My name is Jessie Hunt. I work for the Los Angeles Police Department. My sister is a student there. A threat was just made against her. Her name is Hannah Dorsey. I need you to go to the head of campus security, have them determine her current location, and go there and secure her. Officers will arrive shortly to help. Do you understand?”

“No,” said the understandably flustered librarian.

“Listen to me closely. Get a pen and a piece of paper right now,” she ordered and managed to wait two full seconds before continuing. “Got them?”

“Yes? Is this a prank?”

“It’s not a prank,” Jessie said firmly, fighting the urge to yell. “Write the following down: Go find the security officer. Give him the name Hannah Dorsey. She’s a senior. Tell him to find and secure her. She may be in danger. Give him the phone number that I’m about to give you and tell him to call me—Jessie Hunt.”

The librarian eventually calmed down enough to repeat the instructions back to her. Then Jessie sent her on her way. Glancing at her phone, she saw a text from Ryan saying a unit was en route to the school and would be there in four minutes. Assuming her GPS was correct, she’d be there three minutes after that.

Three minutes. An eternity. What’s the difference?

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
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