Rand unfolded his six-foot flame from the body of his
Jeep Sahara. Inhaling a heady breath, he stared at the
nearly decrepit Victorian manor like a kid waiting to open
a present on Christmas morning. This was the day he d
been hoping for since adolescence. The one-hundred-year
trust had run its course.
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