Who’s the criminal?
Mark nodded but didn’t wait for his aunt to respond before asking his own questions. “Why were there hundreds of hidden jewelry boxes in Uncle’s truck?” he blurted out, his voice full of confusion and urgency. Aunt Marcia didn’t answer right away. Instead, she looked down at the table, her expression heavy with worry. “It’s a long story,” she finally said. “One that your uncle never wanted anyone to know about.”
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