The All-Night Inheritance

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The All-Night Inheritance Act I The conservatory smelled of orchids and death, which is to say it smelled of something expensive decaying. Dorothy Mae stood at the doorway and watched the moonlight fall across Archibald Sterling's face, pale and peaceful and utterly final. She had been his psychology consultant for two years, and in those two years she had heard more confession than any priest...

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