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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN.

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THE INSPECTOR’S TOUR.

Nathan’s POV.

The foyer was quiet as Sarah stepped back toward the kitchen, and the transition from hearing about the initial complaint to guiding the social services official through our home layout was completely smooth as Inspector Hargrove paused near the central table to reopen her notebook. I walked straight into the living room alongside Emma, placing my briefcase on the side table near the hallway before addressing the inspector directly

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