Page 134 of Loving Voorhees: Part One
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“Please,” I beg. “Just come get me. I know I’ve betrayed you in the past, but you’re the only person I can trust right now. If you don’t help me, they’ll kill me, this time for real.”
“Poppy, where are you?”
“Pyramid Lake.”
He growls in frustration. “Say no more. I’m on my way.”
“Hurry, Wesley. I don’t know how much more time I got.”
Then the phone clicks off, ending the call abruptly.
He didn’t even ask me where I am or say where I should meet him. He didn’t have to. Wesley always knows where to find me.
It’s one of the many reasons I’ve grown to hate him over the years.
He’s the devoted knight I’ve never wanted.
END OF PART ONE
