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The neighbor knows more

The safe, the cryptic code, the woman’s photo—it all consumed their minds. But one thought lingered louder than the rest: the neighbor knew something. “Let’s ask him,” Amber said. “He gave us the code.” Steven was already moving. They crossed the lawn quickly and rang his bell—once, twice, a third time—desperate for answers. Someone had to explain what they’d found.
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