At exactly eight o’clock that morning, Emily Carter was polishing the glass coffee table in the Harrington mansion’s living room when she heard the rumble of engines outside the gate.
She glanced through the window and froze for a moment.
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At exactly eight o’clock that morning, Emily Carter was polishing the glass coffee table in the Harrington mansion’s living room when she heard the rumble of engines outside the gate.
She glanced through the window and froze for a moment.
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