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I looked at my friends, and it was Alex who got up to take the phone we had used last time out of his briefcase. With this, we were able to talk on the phone to the person who had left the card on the door when they first entered Mr and Mrs Smith's house. My mind immediately understood what this meant. These people were contacting us.

-Did they call you or send you messages? - I asked without taking my eyes off the mobile phone on the table.

-Yes, as I hardly use it, it is usually switched off for several days or weeks. But yesterday I needed to get the contacts of some suppliers for my work, and I went to check it. When I turned it on, it kept vibrating, and the screen kept turning on to show all the notifications I had from that phone number. I had a lot of missed calls, but there was only one message. - My friend looked it up and gave me the phone number to read.