Sophia's heart raced as she entered Evelyn's apartment, her instincts screaming that something was terribly wrong. The silence was unsettling, and as she moved further in, her eyes widened in shock. There were signs of a break-in - the door slightly ajar, belongings scattered. She stopped dead in her tracks when her gaze fell upon the chair. The ropes, remnants of a forced restraint, sent shivers down her spine. Panic threatened to take hold, but Sophia fought to keep her composure. She needed to think clearly and act fast. "Sophia, you gotta keep it together," she whispered to herself, taking a deep breath. She glanced around, assessing the situation. Her mind raced, and a decision formed. She needed information, and Kyle, with his mysterious connections, might hold the key. Swiftly, Sophia pulled out her phone and dialed Kyle's number. To her surprise, a robotic voice replied, "The number you've dialed is not in service. Please check the number and try again." Dread crept in, b
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