The Signature I Taught Him to Read
Blanche scattered spoiled food inside my refrigerator.
Sheldon disabled the utility autopay.
And then Ainsley’s own voice came through a speakerphone, thin and clear: Make it look organic.
Confusion, neglect, paranoia.
Judges like patterns.
Ainsley shot to his feet.
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