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Klempner
Klempner We return to the house to find James waiting for us. “I’ve had an interesting morning. Kirstie…” he begins. Michael interrupts him. “… has been burgled and everything at the mill is a mess. Ryan’s at his wit’s end…” “… and Kirstie was in tears at work. I’ve invited her and Ryan to stay here for a few days. To give them a break from living in that caravan. Hope that’s okay with you?” “Better than okay. You beat me to it. And Larry here has a few ideas about these stolen goods.” He plucks at a lip. “I’ll go make up a room for them. Catch you later.” He strides away, humming. “He’s walking with a spring in his step,” I comment. “It is a wedding,” says James. “It’s supposed to be a happy occasion.” “Looks like more than that to me.” James leans in, speaking quietly. “In fact,
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