Brittle Nails and a Disputed Greenhouse in Autumn

not neglected a single account,” Sarah said, her words running together in a rapid, defensive blur as she yanked on her necklace.

“The records are clear, Uncle Robert, and the only mistakes in the ledger are the ones you brought to the office yourself.”

Robert did not look at her; he kept his eyes on Arthur Vance.

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