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Cate nodded, but she had a hard time fighting back her tears as Adam led her back to the group. They hurried to the front of the house and up the steps onto the porch, but Jenny rushed to the front and spun around. She spread out her arms and blocked them from reaching the door.
“I know Cate’s worried about Arty, but this is still insane.”
“Your objections are duly noted,” Ruthven assured her as the group walked through her.
Jenny dropped her arms and spun on her heels to face the door. “Fine, don’t listen to the woman who knows a thing or two about dying. . .”
Jenny joined them in the small hall. The layout was much like Ruthven’s home with the dining room on the left and a small parlor on the right. Ahead of them and against the left-hand wall was a staircase that led upstai
