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“You rebuilt it,” Clayton said.
“Yes.”
“I thought you’d sell.”
“I know.”
Clayton nodded slowly. Then he took something from his pocket. A small envelope. “I found this in a storage unit. It was mixed with Evelyn’s things. She said she forgot about it, but I don’t believe her.”
Mason took it. His name was written on the front in Caroline’s handwriting.
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