“You can’t threaten me like that!”
I almost laughed.
“Threaten you?”
“Everyone is calling me!”
“Funny.”
My voice hardened.
“That’s exactly what happened to my children fifteen minutes ago.”
Silence.
Brief.
Uncomfortable.
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