Arthur pen drawing of hidden animals decided who kept the lake cabin

did not exist until five months later.”

Douglas stared at the report, his face losing its color.

“Where did you get that pen, Douglas?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“It was in the mahogany box on the high shelf in the study,” I said, answering my own question. “Arthur bought it just before he went into the hospital, but he never used it.”

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