Brayden's POVLara’s house was more like a showroom. It looked too pristine, too doll-like, too well put together to be the place that she came back to after a day of hard work. Something definitely wasn’t adding up.Larissa and I spent the next half hour searching, opening drawers, checking behind bookshelves, and feeling along the edges of furniture for any hidden compartments. Anything that could give us more information about Lara and the circumstances of her death. We found nothing.“We should go.” I said finally after Larissa searched the same drawer for the third time.“Yeah.” She said, finally closing the drawer shut and stepping away.I made my way to the front door, opened it and let Larissa step through first back outside into the warm morning air. I inhaled deeply, trying to shake off the cold, sterile feeling of Lara’s house as I locked the door and put the spare key back in its compartment.“That was weird.” I said, straightening.“Tell me about it.” Larissa mumbled. The
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