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... ives.
Brilliant morning light pierced through the clouds, bathing the earth in its glow.
Uncle Carlos gazed at the gradually brightening sky, his eyes brimming with worry—concern for Sinclair and his wife, and equal apprehension for Grandpa Luther’s health.
"Sir," Uncle Carlos ventured, disregarding the old master’s earlier orders as he stepped forward once more.
"Miss Iris made it clear—it’ll be at least another dozen hours before Mr. Sinclair and madam emerge. < ...
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