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The Blackwood's
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Nelson sat on a worn bench in the middle of an empty park, a cigarette in hand. Smoke curled lazily into the air as his face hardened, a mix of sorrow and anger etched into his features. He had lost someone very special—his brother. The pain was still raw, and his mind raced as he thought about the man he believed could give him answers: Ethan Blackwood.
Ethan was the brother of Mr. Kingston Blackwood, whose death, along with his wife’s, had left behind a trail of questions and a house cloaked in mystery. Nelson had considered going directly to Ethan’s house, but that lead was already a dead end. Months ago, Ethan’s home had been consumed by flames in what many suspected was an intentional act. While no definitive cause had been determined, whispers of foul play surrounded the incident.
But Nelson wasn’t focused on the burnt house. He needed another way to find Ethan—a way to get to the truth about his brother’s murder. As he racked his brain for answers, an idea struck him: Kingston Blackwood’s house.
Kingston and his wife had been murdered nine months earlier in what the public assumed was a brutal home invasion. Their daughter, wracked with grief, was said to have taken her own life shortly after. But the story never sat right with Nelson. Rumors swirled in the neighborhood—some claimed the...
Nelson sat on a worn bench in the middle of an empty park, a cigarette in hand. Smoke curled lazily into the air as his face hardened, a mix of sorrow and anger etched into his features. He had lost someone very special—his brother. The pain was still raw, and his mind raced as he thought about the man he believed could give him answers: Ethan Blackwood.
Ethan was the brother of Mr. Kingston Blackwood, whose death, along with his wife’s, had left behind a trail of questions and a house cloaked in mystery. Nelson had considered going directly to Ethan’s house, but that lead was already a dead end. Months ago, Ethan’s home had been consumed by flames in what many suspected was an intentional act. While no definitive cause had been determined, whispers of foul play surrounded the incident.
But Nelson wasn’t focused on the burnt house. He needed another way to find Ethan—a way to get to the truth about his brother’s murder. As he racked his brain for answers, an idea struck him: Kingston Blackwood’s house.
Kingston and his wife had been murdered nine months earlier in what the public assumed was a brutal home invasion. Their daughter, wracked with grief, was said to have taken her own life shortly after. But the story never sat right with Nelson. Rumors swirled in the neighborhood—some claimed the...
