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I tore it open, expecting a note, a warning, maybe some final request I would not know how to fulfill.
Inside was a legal document.
A deed.
Stamped across the page in bold red letters were three words I could barely understand through the blur of tears:
PAID IN FULL.
The sheriff’s expression changed. The official hardness in his face gave way to something quieter. Something close to respect.
She had been watching.
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