Settling in for answers
The man gestured for them to sit down on the plush sofas. “You must be wondering what this is all about,” he began. Tim nodded, his curiosity mixing with apprehension. “My name is David, and I’ve been waiting for someone like you to find that footstool,” the man said, leaning back in his chair. “The money… it wasn’t left there by accident.”
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