Christopher shouted angrily into the phone, “Elaine, you’re slinging mud—that’s a pack of fucking lies!”
Elaine blurted anxiously, “Oh, don’t you believe me? Fine! If you can find Hannah, I’ll admit defeat!”
“What do you mean?”
“Go and figure it out yourself! I’m very tired now, I don’t want to talk to you anymore!”
Immediately, Elaine ended the call.
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