I had the original ownership documents in the very next room.

I waited to see if he would finally admit the truth about the missing money and ask me for help.

Then he pulled back his left sleeve and checked his heavy gold wristwatch.

The movement was small, but it shattered the illusion completely.

He was working on a tight timeline.

We went back out into the front hall so he could put his wool coat back on.

The grandfather clock in the corner ticked loudly in the empty space.