Chapter 6 - Searching Thoroughly Through Grant's Old Office File Cabinets
Before Audrey could physically bar the doorway, Margaret shoved past her with surprising strength for a woman her age. Margaret twisted the brass knob of Grant’s private office, marching straight toward the heavy mahogany filing cabinet in the corner.
“Mommy, make them stop,” Poppy cried softly, burying her face in Audrey’s apron. Audrey knelt down, kissing Poppy’s forehead and handing her a coloring book. “Stay right here in the kitchen for one minute, sweetheart; Mommy is right outside,” Audrey instructed gently.
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Stepping into the study, Audrey found Margaret yanking open drawers and tossing confidential tax returns across the Persian rug. Chloe was already rifling through the desktop organizer, frantically searching beneath piles of unread mail and business cards.
“You have zero legal right to rifle through my late husband’s private effects!” Audrey shouted, lunging forward to grab the folders.
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