It stood there, a monochrome structure, unusual in appearance as tourists and curiosity seekers descended upon its immaculate grounds like a swarm of locusts. They came every year to see if it would cave in. The owners of the property were determined that it never would. As long as it remained standing, the money would keep coming in. They made sure it was properly maintained and repaired.
They didn’t, however, imagine that their cash cow would one day go up in flames. It turned out that the caretaker set the house on fire in an attempt to cover up the accidental death of his girlfriend. Following a heated argument in his office, he struck her in a fit of rage and she fell, hitting her head against the concrete wall.
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