CHAPTER 23 WHEN SLANDER COMES KNOCKING

"So much luck, my friend." Samantha’s tone lacked any sense of empathy, and she wondered what was going on in Eric’s head. "Right. Why did you call them?" He suddenly seemed bored and tired of her. Samantha couldn't care less how he felt. She needed him for just one thing; she would inevitably block and delete his contact if he couldn't do it. "Check your SMS. I'll just text you something." She said impatiently as she waited for Eric, who took his sweet time, like his SMS was miles away. "Oh," he finally said after reading her text. She had informed him of her plan to get Jake to talk. "I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, mate, but that or the... isn't gonna work." She could hear the nonchalant shrug in his voice. "Whatever do you mean?" She asked, getting annoyed with him. "Jake is smarter than Miley. He wouldn't even bat an eye." He sighed. " I've been ignored by him several times in the past, and I know nothing will ever make him talk unless he wants to." Samantha glance