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Chapter 15For the next two weeks they made it a point to spend every other night at one of their homes and to keep in touch in between time. Neil’s furniture arrived, including a red oak breakfront hutch with three securely locking glass doors. He had the men place it against the wall across from his bookcases. They put the rest of the furniture, including two comfortable wingback chairs and a matching coffee table for the living room, in place as well. The same company where he’d purchased the breakfront also had a large antique reproduction writing desk with a hutch, which went into the far end of his bedroom in the area he considered his office. He chuckled to himself, remembering the teasing between him and Marshall about getting a chaise lounge for when he had the vapors. He’d passed