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The Secret Room-6
“Boy? Do you have the note or not?” “No, sir.” “What’s that?” “I said, no, sir. It must have fallen out in the fight.” Stoneman glared at the boy for a moment before finally saying, “I see what’s going on here.” “But, sir. They weren’t in their room.” Stoneman raised his eyebrows. “But they were there, correct? You did engage in a brawl with them, yes?” “Y-yes, sir.” “So were they in their room or not?” Brimstone didn’t seem to know how to answer. “Well?” Stoneman growled. “Sir?” “If they weren’t in their room, where were they?” “They were—” “Did they just appear out of nowhere?” “No, sir, they—” “Did they sneak in through the window?” “No, sir.” “Then where were they, Mr. Brimstone?” “Drinking, sir,” he bleated. Stoneman’s eyes widened in horror. “Drinking?” The ful
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