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[h3][color=e7cd90][b] 11:00 AM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France[/b][/color][/h3]  
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[url=https://i.imgur.com/B7xTb1N.jpg]Richard La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/9P1MJod.jpg]Agatha La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/uKShMXQ.jpg]George La Lune[/url]
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[url=https://i.imgur.com/38rDBwZ.jpg]Lawrence La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/Z2EXOco.jpg]Nathan La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/dCXpQPS.jpg]Elizabeth La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/qVWDMTv.jpg]Gabrielle La Lune[/url]
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The staff had left the lounge. The smell of breakfast still lingered, breads, fruit, and drinks were still arrayed for anyone who desired them. Supposedly later it would all be cleaned up. In the lounge a few of the nominees were left, awkward and uncertain about how to proceed. They all knew secrets and clearly wanted to talk about it, but were nervous about talking about it. This nervousness was from a degree of paranoia. Someone knew their dark secrets. Who and how that person knew about their secrets the gathered nominees didn’t know. 



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[center][h1][color=dae8c1]Ralph[/color][/h1]  
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[color=dae8c1]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune
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Ralph was fully confused. Thankfully Rhiannon asked one of the questions that bothered him. What in the world was Sam talking about? Also, the doctor wanted them to all go outside, around noon. Maybe if they all took a walk they could talk openly about the blackmail, and what he and Rhiannon had learned. 

Ralph rubbed his forehead. Maybe that was the point. Was there more concern about if the house was safe for such conversations? He had been circumspect because of the presence of staff and he didn’t know if they were trustworthy. He imagined someone hiding in the walls and listening through paintings or something.