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Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring. "We're sorry, but the number you have dialed is an imaginary number. Please hang up, rotate the phone clockwise by ninety degrees, and dial again. Beep!"
"C'mon, Jaben. Pick up the phone." The voice paused, and reiterated, "Pick up the phone."
Jaben picked up the phone. "Leave me alone, Thad! I've talked with Bear, and he's given me time off. I need to do some thinking."
"Amos is in Mexico."
"What?!?"
"Amos is in Mexico."
"How do you know that? Did he call you? Is he OK?"
"No, he didn't call me. I was just... praying, and Amos is in Mexico."
"Ok. That changes my plans."
"Mine, too."
"Let's meet at the cave tonight. Could you call the others? I still need to do some processing."
"I already have called the others."
"Ok, see you there."
"See ya! Wouldn't want to be ya!"
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