The Fortress at the Graveside

she cried, yanking it from her finger. “We can sell it!”

Marcus didn’t even look. “That’s synthetic. Worth a couple hundred dollars. My wife’s ring is insured for more than this house.”

Vanessa screamed and hurled the ring at Darren. They turned on each other, shouting, blaming, unraveling in real time.

Darren dropped to his knees in front of me.

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