Mr. Gray was stunned by what he had just heard, and he didn't know what to say. The voice on the other end of the line spoke again, this time with a more conciliatory tone. "I know this is a lot to take in, Mr. Gray. But I'm calling to give you a chance to make things right." Mr. Gray was shaking with a mix of emotions. He didn't know what to believe.
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In a dimly lit room, the air hung heavy with an unsettling tension. The walls, adorned with faded wallpaper peeling at the edges, seemed to close in on Brenda as she sat there, her senses dulled by the haze of alcohol. The flickering candle on a nearby table cast eerie shadows that danced across the room, heightening the sense of unease.
