Chapter 12 TWELVE

"What is this, who does it belong to?" asked Farah, holding a small black bag in confusion.

When she opened it her eyes widened.

"How come there's a phone here? Another new phone. Who does it belong to?" Farah's hand now took the small paper inside.

She read the contents with a furrowed brow.

"What does all this mean?" she asked herself in con

            
            

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