Chapter 89

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CORBIN "It's not as nice as the bed-and-breakfast, but no one can track the address to me," I said standing in front of the Cape Cod my brother and I purchased less than a year ago and unlocked the door for Hazel. The purchase of this property was three shell companies deep and I only technically owned thirty-three percent controlling assets of each company. It was barely a controlling interest and, hopefully, didn't flag any systems. Pierce sold it to us for a steal, and the price was hardly worth noticing if anyone went looking. Besides, no one would catch the Kensington twins living in a small, unrenovated, Cape Cod home in Pelican Bay when we had boats and penthouses. This was the perfect hideaway. We bought it in case things ever went south. I just never planned to use it. Or so s

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