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Post by Naru on Jun 27, 2021 12:25:06 GMT -6
Skyla watched her run out and smiled a bit. Same old Hathor.
There was a sleek black car already parked outside the funeral home, the only one there besides the hearses and the funeral home's van. It was idling quietly, but otherwise there were no other discernible markings.
"Just keep this card on file, any charges, just put them here. My accountant will make sure there's nothing out of the ordinary. Thanks," Tyler said, handing the card to the funeral director who nodded a bit nervously.
"And you are who to the deceased again?" The funeral director asked.
"I would've been his brother in law. Does it really matter though?" Tyler asked.
"Well, no, I suppose not sir, here's your card back." Tyler took it and nodded before stepping to the side to wait for the others to arrive. He stuck his thumbs in his pockets, looking around. It hadn't even been a year since he'd been in here last.
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