An angry voice
Megan blinked against the glow of the screen, her heart lurching when she saw an unfamiliar number flashing insistently. She hesitated, thumb hovering just above the green button, debating whether to answer. Finally, curiosity and unease won. “Hello?” she said groggily, her voice thick with sleep. On the other end, a man’s voice erupted furiously through the speaker, deep and angry. “Why did you sell me this thing?!” he shouted, every word edged with accusation and hostility.
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