* Lawrence *The city is always busy, it never stops not even for the dead. Not for Marta, not for Mister Pitman, and not for my mother. The glass towers still gleamed in the morning sun as if it hadn't rained blood on our hearts the night before when we received the news.Lawrence walked beside me, tall, composed, yet I caught the faint stiffness in his jaw. He hadn't slept much, I knew because I hadn't either. Too many things whispered in my head, and every time I closed my eyes I saw the Pitman estate, the papers that we had read from there, and the glimmer of the pink diamond that might have been the key to everything.When we stepped back inside the Dankworth offices, the silence hit me. Employees still moved about briskly, but their smiles were brittle, their eyes skittered away from mine. I was not just Jana anymore, I walk with the company owner.I straightened my blouse and forced myself forward, ignoring the burn of every glance. Lawrence stayed close, his hand brushing mine
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