Chapter 10
“I found it on the grounds a while back,” Edgar Samuels said as Colin stood in the corner with his camera, filming everything. They sat at one of the tables in the dining room, since that seemed like the most logical place to gather. “I planned to toss it at some point, but I guess I forgot about it. Usually, we go through the discards and donate what we can and throw out the rest, but we were having the place re-roofed this past spring, and it must have slipped my mind.”
He frowned, and his wife patted him on the arm. They were both in their late fifties, pleasant-faced, Edgar balding and his wife Jackie with brown gray-streaked hair she wore plainly in a ponytail. Now they looked over at Michael with some concern, as though they were worried he was going to chastise them for
