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'Put something in it? What d'you mean?'
'What do you think Vince, sugar?'
'You mean- shit! Naboo!' he yelped, turning round suddenly. 'Get your carpet!'
'Why, what's happening? He asked, getting up.
'It's Tara, she thinks someone's drugged her drink.'
'Shit!' he clambered over the back of the sofa and grabbed the phone. 'Tara?'
'Hey Naboo..' he could hear the smile in her voice.
'Hey yourself, what's happening?'
'I only went out for a minute..'
Naboo shook his head - Tara was starting not to make much sense. 'I'm coming to get you ok, where are you?'
'I'm … the Swan.. its um… up… its up past… Harrogate. I think.'
'Alright, I'll be there as soon as I can, ok? Are you by the van?'
'No, I'm.. I'm just going to it.'
'Ok, get there as soon as you can and get inside and lock it ok? I'll be there as soon as I can, look after yourself.' He gave the phone back to Vince and turned towards his bedroom, before he was stopped by Vince. 'Wait, Naboo – take Howard's phone, and I'll keep mine so we can talk to each other, without me having to hang up on Tara, yeah?'
'Good thinking.' Howard grabbed his old mobile and tossed it to Naboo, who caught it before running into his bedroom, grabbing the carpet and speeding off into the night.
Vince turned his attention back to the phone. 'Ok Tara, Naboo's just left ok, he's coming to find you now.'
'Ok..' she said faintly.
'Tara, keep talking to me ok, tell me what happened.' Vince's heart was racing in the knowledge that anything could happen to his little sister while she was alone and vulnerable, but he tried to keep his voice calm for Tara.
'Umm….' She tried to focus her mind, but was finding it very hard, especially as the road she was walking down kept going out of focus. 'I was um.. I was in the van, but I fancied a drink and.. there was this pub so I went in… I only left it for a minute.. its all blurry now.'
'Tara, you're not, you're not making much sense… Ok, that doesn't matter for now, just keep talking to me alright, about anything.' Where the hell's Naboo? Vince was so worried, he'd already forgotten that the shaman had taken a mobile with him.
He'd follow her for a bit more, to make sure there was definitely no-one around, no-one who'd 'save' her. She was going the right way luckily, left outside the pub – there were nothing but fields and trees for about seven miles this way.
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