"Yeah, Daisy. I'm absolutely positive this was the same Zack from the museum earlier today," Christina said on her cell phone.
"I still can't believe this happened," Daisy said on the other line.
"Well, it has," Christina replied before she took a drag of her cigarette.
"You don't suppose...that Tim guy had anything to do with this," Daisy said nervously.
"I dunno that. I'm not some psychic, but it seems to make sense. I mean, this Tim made all that talk about death at the museum, and then he and Zack got into a brawl. Maybe he wanted revenge on Zack 'cuz he would not listen, and now he's somehow managed to make Zack pay dearly," Christina said.
"I don't want to think Tim did this," Daisy whimpered.
"Well, I'm tellin' you right now that we should watch our backs. Nobody believed him, right? What if he comes after the rest of us like he probably did Zack?" Christina suggested.
"Excuse me," Daisy wheezed. Christina could hear Daisy use her inhaler on the other line. As ridiculous as she felt her best friend's level of paranoia was, she pitied her at the same time. If nothing else killed her first, her anxiety certainly would do the job. Daisy returned to talking once she got her wheezing under control.
"You've got me really scared now," Daisy said nervously.
"Like that's hard to do," Christina cracked, then sighed. "I'm sorry. That was not necessary. Just do as I say and watch your back until we know whether or not this creep is up to no good."
"Okay, I will. Christina," Daisy said. "If it is okay, may I come stay over at your place? I'm too scared to be by myself."
"Sure. Maybe it would be a good idea if I ask Lyle to do the same thing. I think we'll be much safer as a group," Christina said.
"Oh, thank you so much. I'll be over in a few," Daisy said with a sound of gratitude.
"A'ight, but make it quick. Things get scary around here after dark," Christina said.
"Oke doke. Bye now," Daisy said.
"See ya in a few," Christina replied before the two hung up. She then called Lyle and had a similar conversation with him.