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The clock ticked relentlessly. Rain lashed against the window, mirroring the storm brewing within old Mr. Abernathy. He’d procrastinated for …
The clock ticked relentlessly. Rain lashed against the window, mirroring the storm brewing within old Mr. Abernathy. He’d procrastinated for …
The rain hammered against the window of the law office, mirroring the frantic energy inside. Old Man Hemlock had passed, …
The rain lashed against the windows of the small probate court, mirroring the storm brewing within old Mr. Abernathy’s daughter, …
The antique clock ticked, each second a hammer blow against Eleanor’s composure. Her husband, Arthur, a collector of rare timepieces, …