Chapter 1: Wake Up Call

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CHAPTER 1: WAKE UP CALL

ASHLEY'S POV

I roll over to hear my phone ringing loudly next to me. Looking at the caller ID, I realize it's from the jail and has to be my brother, Brandon, but why is he calling so early? I answer it.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey, Ashley." he grunted.

"It's seven in the morning." I say, kinda harsh.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry." He mumbles.

"What do you want?" I ask firmly. He only calls when he needs something.

He lets out a heavy sigh. "Listen, I need your help."

"Can you talk a little louder please?" I sit up, getting frustrated. 

"I-I can't." He stutters.

"What? Why not?" I insist. 

"They're listening." He whispers quickly.

There's a quick pause of silence.

"I need you to handle something for me. I need you to go to that old Mexican restaurant down the road from the house. Wait in the back for a man named Paco. Don't be frightened if you see others with him, just take them to the ovens and unlock them. The keys are in my old car. They'll get what they came for and leave. Then, you're done." He quickly informs me. 

"What do they want?" I asked puzzled.

"I can't say. Just please, do this one thing for me. If you don't they'll--"

"Why do I have to?" I cut him off, angrily.

"You're the only person that I have. Just be there by 12." He hangs up after quickly telling me.

No way. This is a stupid joke and I'm certainly not anyone's errand runner. I roll back over and slip back into sleep. He may be my brother, but he is still a murderer.

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