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Chapter 53: Julian’s Suspicious Visit

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Thirty minutes later, Julian’s car pulled up to the curb in front of Thomas Henderson’s private residence.

Julian stepped out of his car. He buttoned his suit jacket, smoothed down his hair with both hands, and took a slow, deep breath to steady his racing pulse.

He walked up the stone steps, his leather shoes making solid, echoing sounds against the steps.

He reached the door. He extended his right hand, his index finger pressing the button of the doorbell.

From inside the house, a soft two-to
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