CHANNILLO

I used to drive a delivery truck, until the incident. (4)
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I said tightening my grip.

He winced and wormed his way out of my grip.

“Yeah, about that,” he said. “Sorry, by the way, but I wanted to explain.”

“Explain what?” I said sitting up so I might get another chance at him.

“This,” he said holding up his phone.

“It’s a phone,” I said sarcastically. “I’ve seen them before once or twice.”

“I’m sure,” he said. “But it’s what’s on the phone that you need to see.”

“Ok, what’s on it?”

He fiddled with the phone for a moment almost dropping it twice, then turned it toward me.

“What am I looking at?” I said as the screen shook.

“Give it a minute...

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