Paul leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful yet guarded. « Well, there’s more to it than meets the eye, » he said, choosing his words carefully. « The chickens, they’re not just laying eggs anymore. » I furrowed my brow, not entirely sure what he meant. « What do you mean, Paul? » I inquired, trying to hide the impatience creeping into my voice. He sighed, rubbing his temples as if the weight of the world rested on his shoulders. « We found something in the barn, » he admitted. « Something we weren’t supposed to see. » His words hung in the air, heavy and foreboding. « And you think this is connected to the accounts? » I asked, shifting in my seat. Paul nodded, his eyes never leaving the ledger. « Everything’s connected, » he replied cryptically.
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