He lived to be 90, then conked out in his sleep.
A time line had been drawn in a bright red Nikko across the entire length of the board, indicating her movements from when she left the Leagues Club to when she was found dead in the shed.
“I just don't think it happened that way,” he argued. “Otherwise, the ghost wouldn't still be hainting the tree.”
He crusaded against similar injustices for the rest of his life.
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