I hold the phone up to my ear, exhaling as the dial tone sounds once. Twice. And is then replaced with the scuff of my intended target picking up and subsequently answering. ​ "Hello?" Sam Covington's voice comes through on the other

      I register buzzing in the distance, diffused, like it's blended into the background. I hear it again, more perceptible this time. And again after that, louder still. I rustle in my bed, my face scrunching up at the increasingly audible

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