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Travis stumbled back into the living room and picked up his phone. He called Animal Two.

‘Didn’t catch that last part.’

‘YOU DUMB PIECE OF SHIT. START ANSWERING YOUR PHONE OR WE WILL BLOW. YOU. UP. We didn’t strap a bomb to you so you could disarm it ten minutes later. Your ‘disarming’ it activated the remote control system you dumbass.’

The bomb rig beeped. A green light lit up.

‘It’s primed. Disobey and we blow you in half.’

Animal Two began describing how clever he and Animal One – oh. His brother – were.

Travis listened. Now they had his attention.