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Pierce and Oliver left me alone again for the day, and as the temperature slowly dropped in Pelican Bay, I itched to leave the house and explore the city on my own. It's how I found myself walking Bayside Drive headed toward Main Street and the little bakery on the corner less than an hour after they vacated the premises for "important Kensington business." Air quotes added by me to emphasize their ridiculousness.
I passed the large blue bed-and-breakfast and cast my gaze at the building as my steps slowed. The historical landmark wasn't what brough me to Pelican Bay, but did solidify my stay for six months. What was so special about those walls Pierce planned to pay me two million dollars so he could buy it?
Regardless of his quest to take over the city by buying each piece of rea
