Part 5:
link Ding. “Shit, my phone!” Gwen exclaims as the elevator doors open on the first floor. She and Arthur were about to head home for the day, back to her house for a little dinner and an evening in.
“Did you leave it?” Arthur asks, looking down at her.
“Yeah. You go on ahead, I’ll just go back up and get it and meet you at my house,” she tells him. “There’s a spare key in the back garden under a pot of petunias,” she adds quietly just before the doors slide closed again.
“Okay,”...
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