« And? »
The smile faltered.
« My son owns this property. »
« No, ma’am. »
The guard checked his tablet.
« He doesn’t. »
—
Inside the house, I watched the exchange through the camera feed.
David stood beside me.
Neither of us spoke.
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« And? »
The smile faltered.
« My son owns this property. »
« No, ma’am. »
The guard checked his tablet.
« He doesn’t. »
—
Inside the house, I watched the exchange through the camera feed.
David stood beside me.
Neither of us spoke.
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