The Doppelgänger’s Funeral: How a Small-Town Land Appraiser Uncovered His Own Staged Death and Business Partner’s $4.2 Million Scheme
👉 Previous Action: Derrick Croft trapped you inside your ancestral barn and set it ablaze.
The heat was unbearable, the smoke suffocating. I coughed, my eyes streaming, the roar of the fire deafening. The barn roof began to creak ominously, ready to collapse.
Just as despair threatened to consume me, a blinding flash of headlights cut through the smoke. A truck engine roared, followed by a deafening crash.
Nora Bramwell, her face grim and determined, had smashed her truck through the padlocked oak doors. She burst into the inferno, grabbing my arm and dragging me out just seconds before the entire roof collapsed behind us in a shower of sparks and flaming debris.
I collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, Nora kneeling beside me. She pulled out her laptop, the encrypted flash drive still clutched in her hand.
“I’m done hiding, Arthur,” she declared, her voice firm, no longer a whisper of fear. “He tried to kill you. And he was going to frame me.”
She connected her laptop to the public wireless network broadcasting from the Town Hall across the street. The Gideon Crest Annual Budget Gala was in full swing, brimming with citizens and local news crews. My chance for justice, for truth, had arrived.
➡️ Read CHAPTER 18 to continue the story.
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