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FORTY EIGHT

"You guys wait for me here, I won't be long."

The woman's slow steps immediately led her into the house which had been demarcated using a yellow police stripe whose color was so contrasting with the gloomy color of the mansion. But now the yellow line looks torn here and there because it is swept away by strong winds, which always blow in the morning and evening.

After the officers from the police stopped guarding the house since yesterday, the house became even more gloomy and quiet. Dust and dirt from dry leaves were scattered on the terrace of the house which she had always kept it clean. But now she was no longer part of the house. She was no longer the exemplary butler that Jane Duffal had always praised.

How she longed to be in this house and to be a part of this house. Too bad this house can't be used anymore. Even the wake to commemorate the death of the Duffal family could not be held at this house and was diverted to another Richard Duffal's house i

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