Brianna

I was in the house, waiting for this lawyer and hopefully my brother. Angelo texted to let me know he was going to reach out to him because I guess Bryce didn't have service in some warehouse. I was grateful because I really want my brother here, first it was the lawyer who made it to me. A fair complexion man, gray hair and in his fifties most likely. Decent suit and briefcase, deep set eyes and when I opened the door, he stuck a firm hand out for me to shake it.

“Miss, Fletcher. I am Nathan Smith, Mr. Harold's family lawyer.” He introduced himself to me.

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