"Why do we have to use the word 'tickle'? It makes my skin crawl. No more using that word." Collins shuddered after the word had left her own mouth. It had about the same effect on her as the word 'moist' did on other people and she'd just about reached her limit on its usage that day. 
Her demand went ignored. "Look, Kie's the best at it." Pope insisted, finalizing their terms. 
"Should I do an accent?"
Pope nodded affirmatively. "Definitely, disguise your voice."
In an English accent, Kie asked, "Disguise my voice like how? Would you like me to talk like this?"
"Absolutely not." JJ said bluntly. 
"Maybe if you were a poor Victorian-era child peddling on cobblestone streets." Collins remarked distastefully in agreement with JJ. 
Quirking her brow, Kie offered next in a low and gravelly voice, "Batman?"
Collins smiled, flashing Kie a thumbs up while the others gave her their nod of approval. As Kie dialed the number to Gavin's work phone number that they'd found in their thorough Google search, they waited nervously for the click. 
"Hello?"
"Hello." Kie spoke between a growl and a grunt. Just as the word left her mouth she winced and shook her head. They all silently agreed that the voice was a no-go. "Is this Gavin?" She said with her normal voice. 
"This is Gavin, who's this?" 
"I know what happened on the tarmac." She said gravely. "It was Rafe Cameron. But you already knew that and you lied about it. We're gonna prove it. You're guilty." Shivers crawled up Collins's spine at her message. If Gavin wasn't shaking in his boots, she certainly was. 
"Okay, you're gonna tell me who this is, right now." Gavin threatened, his voice louder and his voice meaner through the speaker. 
Somehow, his tone didn't phase Kiara one bit. "You could have saved her Gavin, and you didn't. And you're not getting away with this." Deciding that she should leave the conversation on a foreboding note, Kie hung up the phone. She looked around at them for feedback. "How was that?"
"I was scared." JJ shrugged. "Good job."
"All right, we tickled the wire." Pope breathed a little breath in relief. "Phase two complete. Now we wait and listen."
"Pope, what did I say about that word?"
Right after she said that, they all became distracted by the car from Gavin's driveway backing out into the street. Quickly, the teens ducked down in their seats and tried to hide themselves from the window view as the headlights of Gavin's station-wagon flashed over them before speeding down the street. Intentionally waiting for a couple seconds to pass before starting her car, Kie shifted gears and made a U-turn to follow behind Gavin to wherever it was that he was heading at a respectable distance. 
It was then that Pope sealed the connection between the AirPods in his ears and his phone that was hidden in Gavin's car, focusing intently on listening to every word that came through. 
"He's talking to Ward." Pope informed them. As he tried to decipher the rest of the conversation, he furrowed his brows but couldn't make anything out with the audio breaking up the words into one big salad. "Get closer, I can't hear."