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I grab her writing stuff fro the table

Faye has Carson’s jacket lioodbye before he dashes away

Good riddance

Faye insists on cleaning his rooh I mention thethe chores and have everything upstairs cleaned and polished in no time

I continue vacuu the vac to the laundry rooh-pitched noise

Al?

No, wait

An animal?

It’s definitely co from outside

As soon as I open the back door of the B&B and let h the chest

That noise is faint, distant, and co from Weston’s place

Oh, no

“Hercules!” I yell, taking off at a ground-eating run

With my heart in my throat, I cross the distance between our properties in no tie of Herc’s pen, I notice it’s empty

“Oh, crap on a cracker,” I sputter