Bentley

It was the dead of night. Rutherford and Maureen Barrington stood in the backyard of their Newport mansion, overlooking the ocean, shoveling a large hole. “Rutherford, do you think anyone will catch us doing this?” Maureen whispered as she watched him fling another shovelful of dirt over his shoulder. “Honestly, Maureen, do you really think …

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