Mandie knelt on the plush carpet of the Amaranth’s master suite, surrounded by photographs that spanned decades of the Short family’s history. Her knees protested the position, but she couldn’t tear herself away from the treasures she’d found in yet another hidden cabinet—this one cleverly concealed behind a panel in the bedroom’s walk-in closet.
“Where …
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