The Dead Man Texted Me After The Will Reading

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“Denise, send building security to conference room two.”

Marcus froze.

Brittany grabbed his sleeve. “Stop.”

Manny kept talking.

“Your brother’s got a guy named Pruitt. Used to run inspections for the county before he got fired. Pruitt and another genius were at Coral Springs ten minutes ago. I got plates.”

Marcus’s jaw worked.

I looked at him.

“You were continue reading …