"Huh?" Ivan's voice on the other end paused fora moment before letting out a laugh. "My grandmother? My grandmother's been dead for years. Did she answer from hell?!"
Arthur chuckled at the response.
Zac, however, turned ghostly pale. He could already feel it, the weight of every gaze in the room cutting into him like sharp knives.
Arthur continued smoothly, "Or maybe it was another elderly woman? Someone nearby? Maybe an old lady with bad hearing and a loud voice?"
"What old lady?" Ivan scoffed. "I haven't seen anyone around here in years. I moved to the mountains specifically to avoid people! Bro, you got scammed! There are so many con artists nowadays. What was that name you said? Zac Gray? Never heard of him..."
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