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No promise sweeter than a blood pact (Joss, Carly, Leon)
“Can you come get us?” Joss said, in a voice that scared Leon for its fragility. This wasn’t a call asking for a ride, this was a rescue plea.
“What’s happened?” said Leon, already starting to move. “Where are you?”
“We’re walking…” said Joss, then took a little while – Leon could hear him muttering as he must have moved the phone away from his mouth – searching for a location. “Down Crowndale Road, near King’s Cross.”
“I’ll be there,” Leon had promised. “Soon as I can. Joss, what’s happened?”
( ... )
“What’s happened?” said Leon, already starting to move. “Where are you?”
“We’re walking…” said Joss, then took a little while – Leon could hear him muttering as he must have moved the phone away from his mouth – searching for a location. “Down Crowndale Road, near King’s Cross.”
“I’ll be there,” Leon had promised. “Soon as I can. Joss, what’s happened?”
( ... )