Lauren Jauregui's Point Of View A bloody noise disturbed my sleep. I shifted on the bed amid the soft sheets, putting two pillows Over my head, in an attempt to make the noise stop, but it was in vain. I opened my eyes with certain difficulty, feeling my eyelids heavier than normal. The few hours of sleep in Camila's house were now being recovered, or at least I was trying to do that. The noise came back again, and only now I realized that it was my phone, which was ringing insistently on my nightstand. I reached out, groping the fine wood table, trying to find my phone. I grabbed the device, bringing it to my ear. -Hello? I let out sleepily and irritated.-Lauren... - I heard Vero's voice sound low and fearful.-I hope you have a good reason to call me at this hour. -I muttered.-I need you to come to the precinct now.-Why? My shift starts at 7AM.-Lauren, please. Come here, I need you to.The way Vero was speaking started to scare me. I sat on the bed, and gave my best friend al
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