CHAPTER 72

In the beautifully and brightly lit opulence of Mrs. Davidson's chamber, shadows danced on the lavish furnishings as she paced restlessly, with a very evident anxiety radiating from her every step.

Her usually composed demeanor was shattered, mirroring the chaos that had unfolded during the day of her arrest and her brief custody at the police headquarters.

"We are finished," she uttered with a tone of defeat, coupled with that, her voice trembled as she spoke.

The weight of her thwarted plans pressed heavily on her shoulders, the dream of ascending to the pinnacle of the real estate business now appeared to be slipping away like sand through her fingers.

Flanagan, her son, observed her with a troubled expression, and his own confidence eroded in the face of the unforeseen consequences that were sure to prevail following their ordeal with the state police.

"How were they able to find out? It is so unreal, everything was orchestrated in the shadows, and it was carefully and meticulo
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