Part 8- Man in the Chair

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When he was positive that Sage had fallen asleep, Peter took out his phone. Then he called a familiar number and waited for them to answer. Thankfully, on the third ring, Ned answered. "Peter?" Ned said. "It's almost midnight."

"Yeah but you never sleep."

"That's true, what's up?"

"I need my guy in the chair."

He could hear Ned get excited, "I'm on it, hit me."

"I need you to run the license plate number of a grey impala." Peter recalled the license plate of the car that hit them.

"Okay, I've got a grey impala registered to a Brad Montfrey who went missing during the battle in New York last week."

"Alright, thanks Ned."

"Peter, where are you?" Ned asked. "We were supposed to build the new Lego Super Star Destroyer today after your study date."

"I know man but something big came up." He looked over at Sage.

"Bigger than Star Wars Lego models?"

"Much bigger Ned."

"Be careful."

"Believe me, I'm trying," Peter said. 

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