Marlen Mansion
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Thread Topic: Marlen Mansion
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Hamilton shook his head. "No, miss."
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Imogen kept on staring at him, in case there was something he was hiding.
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Hamilton stared back.
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Imogen sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to give anything else. "Thank you," she said curtly, and walked out the door.
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Hamilton nodded. "You're welcome. Have a good day, Miss and Sir."
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Imogen didn't answer.
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Oliver nodded back and walked out. He sighed. "The only person who gave us any substantial evidence was Hannah."
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"He said that Mrs. Marlen was upset and when she was upset, asked for spicy foods," Imogen said. "And she didn't. Also why would she be upset?"
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"Any number of things," Oliver said. "Financial problems. Disagreements. Maybe even relationship issues."
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"But he even said that there was no reason for her to be upset," Imogen replied.
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"Many problems are seldom spoken or shown," Oliver said. "There is no guarantee that Hamilton would know of a problem. He's just a cook."
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"I know," Imogen said. "I just needed to feel like we were getting something done."
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"I know that," Oliver said. "I just-"
He was interrupted by the blaring of alarms. Someone had broken out. -
Imogen jerked when the alarms went off. She always did that. In school, when the fire alarms would go off. "Who escaped?"
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Oliver looked worried. "I don't know."
He darted around the cells and found the empty one. His eyes darkened. "Hamilton."
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