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Verified amateur old man Old wise gentleman with a youthfull The door closed behind him, and the lock clicked in place. “Ah… very good,” Amber said with a curt nod, turning her attention to packing without appearing to be in any hurry. Castor. I promise… none of this will permanently affect your life, and any inconvenience will be well-compensated. “Good timing. Estes?” Amber said. “Seriously?”

“Yes,” Amber said. He was paper-white and looked like he was about to show her what he’d eaten for lunch as he stared at the soon-to-be remains of his charge. “Now, please lead the way.”

The officer backed toward the door, still watching the body. It’s kept me alive for so long,” he said. Despite the blood on the clothes and papers, she packed them, preferring not to leave them behind. There’s a key card, but that won’t be enough. “I should sign that before you move on.”

Phillip seemed relieved she wasn’t pushing for the box number as he handed Amber her pen. It was practical, after all. “Now, please lead the way.”

The officer backed toward the door, still watching the body. “Mr. Amber Bell hung up her phone and adjusted her glasses as she looked up at the strange building before her. “For now, but Gerrard’s grandson has inherited his estate and has a different set of principles that guide his actions. Almost fifteen minutes had passed before the door she’d walked through opened, and in walked a man who appeared to be in his early to mid-fifties. He finally tore his gaze from the body.