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My fingers keep patting the table. I'm sitting on an arm chair behind the wooden desk as I await her arrival.
The newest member of our pack, Kimberly's friend, Lynn, is about to join me. I had asked Derek to fetch her.
Earlier today, she I charged Raphael to take her round the mansion, show her around and provide answers to her questions. Raphael is no longer with her, and I guess she is wandering around the building and getting to know a few people. . .
I hear the creaking sound of the door and I rest my hands gently on the flat surface of the table.
I'm expecting to see Lynn, but I see Derek hurry in through the open door. . .
“Where i
