Just then, Steven's cell phone happened to ring. He answered it.
A remarkably authoritative voice came out of the phone.
"Son, stop right there, don't do anything, don't go anywhere, and please try not
to think. Blank your mind as best you can, and while I'm talking to you, just go ahead
and reach up, and take the necklace off."
"Who is this?" asked Steven.
His phone barked, "Never mind that. Just do exactly as you're told. Now!"
The voice paused for a moment. Then it continued.
"Have you followed instructions?"
Steven hesitated. Then a picture began to form in his mind. Too many of Benjamin's thriller novels
and action movies...
The next thing they knew, there were helicopters overhead, hummers full of swat teams screeching
down on them, army personnel carries disgorging troopers, and squad cars slamming to a halt, full
of investigators, detectives, and various government emergency personnel.
From one of these last vehicles, a grim-looking middle aged man emerged....looking remarkable like
Tommy Lee Jones, holding a cell phone to his ear.
He was the caller.
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