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The door opens
He walked the long driveway slowly, boots crunching on gravel, eyes locked on the sagging porch ahead. The thatched roof bowed slightly in the middle, and the front steps looked splintered at the edges. Cade reached the door and pressed the bell, holding his breath. When it creaked open, he froze. An elderly woman stood before him — And then every puzzle piece fell instantly in place.
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