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He'd left Mina a message, but he had no idea whether she'd show up, or if she'd bring anyone. Still, staying off the island seemed like a more and more appealing prospect-- that is, if they didn't manage to the bottom of this and quickly.
Mitchell hadn't signed on to be the prime game in a witch hunt.
So now he was out there, waiting. (Maybe even dithering) He'd been trying to place a phone call all day, but he kept going back and forth on the decision. Finally, he hit call.
Waited.
Waited some more.
Wait-- "Seth," Mitchell said, rubbing his forehead, "Get me Herrick on the phone-- Seth. I mean it--" Pause. "Don't even start about Lauren. He's here, isn't he? Is this your work-- he's nipped out for a kebab. Brilliant. I don't care. Seth, has anyone ever told you you're a complete idiot? ... Yeah, there's a reason no one tells you anything-- you're staying out of that hospital. Seth. Just tell Herrick to phone me back. Think you can manage that?"
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Mitchell hadn't signed on to be the prime game in a witch hunt.
So now he was out there, waiting. (Maybe even dithering) He'd been trying to place a phone call all day, but he kept going back and forth on the decision. Finally, he hit call.
Waited.
Waited some more.
Wait-- "Seth," Mitchell said, rubbing his forehead, "Get me Herrick on the phone-- Seth. I mean it--" Pause. "Don't even start about Lauren. He's here, isn't he? Is this your work-- he's nipped out for a kebab. Brilliant. I don't care. Seth, has anyone ever told you you're a complete idiot? ... Yeah, there's a reason no one tells you anything-- you're staying out of that hospital. Seth. Just tell Herrick to phone me back. Think you can manage that?"
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