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He kicked the front door and entered the small palace's hall.

Two majestic pair of stairs took to upper levels, and apart from the leaves on the floor and the dust on everything, the rest seemed... in place. Hopkins felt a shiver run across his spine when he thought about the dead people who had lived there.

Clark pushed him with the shoulder, smiling widely. Her green eyes absorbed every fallen book and dusty furniture with veneration. She turned around, looking at him and smirking like a child in a candy store. He almost smiled back, but his heart skipped a beat when he remembered her words. Keep it professional. Right. I can do that.

Completely ignorant about Hopkins' thoughts, Clark nodded. "Let's search everything. If there's any clue, it should be here."

He rested both hands on waist and, looking at the books and fallen objects, sighed. "So let's get started, my love."

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