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[Trey relaxes as Cater gives it to him, and a hand comes up to clasp his shoulder.

He takes the phone and uses it for a moment, brow twitching briefly at first, then smoothing out as he sends off a message.

Then, he's powering it down and sliding it into a pocket, just as a knock comes at the door.]

Cater? Trey? It's me.

[Riddle's voice... Trey looks to Cater, and says softly.]

I'll take care of it.

[And he rises to go do so.]

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