Dead Breath
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“Leandra?” Mireya noticed the cold in her eyes.
“It’s all right. There’s just a guy who’s going to get me.” Leandra lied.
“A guy?” Mireya took a bottle of energy from the refrigerator. “Who is he, blondie?”
“Just… someone.” Leandra waved and looked at the rack with the chips.
When they left the supermarket and already got into Mireya’s car, Leandra said she forgot to buy wet wipes and dry shampoo, so she headed back, leaving her cell phone. She was not a few minutes, but it kept on compulsively ringing. In the end, Mireya could not stand it and answered the call.
“Leandra?” A man’s voice said.
“No, this is her friend.” Mireya answered him. “Who am I talking to right now?”
“Where is she?”
Mireya realized that the voice was partly not male – it was computer. “She went out. Can I help you?”
“Tell her that she does not have as much time as she thinks. And they will be here soon. She will understand what I meant. Bye, Snow White.”
The call was ended.
“Snow White?” Mireya chuckled. “What the…?”
“Hey?” Leandra got in the car, holding the bag with new purchases. “Did you just answer my call?”
“Sorry, but it put pressure on my brains.” Mireya repeated what the caller told her.
“Wow.” Leandra laughed after her words. “Okay, thank you for the information.” She took her phone back.
“And what does all of this mean?”
“Mireya, sweetheart, you don’t need to think about it – you need a good night’s sleep, right?”
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