The villa stood before them, an unassuming façade tucked away in an affluent neighborhood where each residence was worth a small fortune.

Despite its prime location, the house bore an air of neglect, as if it were rarely inhabited.

Debra raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't have pegged this as your style."

Andrew coughed a little, his face pale. He pulled out a key and unlocked the door.

"This isn't my house."

"If it's not yours, why do you have the key?"

"A friend entrusted it to me."

There were very few people in Seamar City whom Andrew considered friends. Debra immediately thought of Marion.

a bygone era. It was impeccably maintained, as if someone regularly cared for it. Andrew

in to clean periodically. It hasn't changed much over the

Marion used

never mentioned it, though he had hinted at

sit on the sofa. Above the mantel, a wedding photo caught her eye. A pregnant woman

en

"This place..."

was the home of Mr. and Mrs. Houston,"

little back then, so he didn't remember much. But he knew how much the couple loved

The affection in Dwayne Houston's gaze was too intense to be

family's roots

the previous generation of Caleb. Later, as the country stabilized, they gradually withdrew from the power center and moved to Seamar City to start a business, becoming the

overseas

as a

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