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drawer and took it out.
Megan’s eyes moved to it.
“What is that?”
“Something I was going to give to Robert next week,” Eleanor said. “But the timing seems reasonable now.”
She slid a single sheet from the folder and held it up.
“A letter from my attorney. Regarding the trust that governs this property.”
“What trust?” Megan’s voice had changed register slightly.continue reading …
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