Joy Ward's fingers hovered over a row of knives, "Which one should I use to torture you with."
Waylon Lewis held his phone, turning it off and on, off and on, repeating the process several times. Wyatt just couldn't figure out why his brother was acting so strangely.
Waylon Lewis eventually redialed Hope Williams's number.
"Beep... The number you have dialed is turned off..."
"The number you have dialed is turned off..."
"The number you have dialed is turned off..."
...
Anxiously, Waylon Lewis made three or four calls, all to no avail as they went straight to voicemail.
Wyatt looked at Waylon, who still couldn't get through, and felt somewhat speechless at his panicked expression.
Tsk...
See, that's what you get for not answering their calls. Now look, they're not answering yours.
That's what you get for being stubborn.