With the new information in hand, I arranged a meeting with the farm owner, Mr. Jacobs, to discuss the findings. His office was a stark contrast to Paul’s—spacious, modern, with large windows offering a panoramic view of the fields. « I understand you have some concerns, » Mr. Jacobs said, gesturing for me to sit. I laid the documents on his desk, watching as his eyes scanned the pages. « These are serious allegations, » he remarked, a frown creasing his brow. « I’m aware, » I replied, my voice steady. « But the evidence speaks for itself. » He leaned back, considering my words. « I’ll have to look into this, » he said finally, his tone neutral. « In the meantime, I suggest you keep this between us. »
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