Helen Argyll walked smartly up the front walk, up the three stairs, and firmly pressed the doorbell button and waited for someone to answer. It was midmorning, and for a lingerie sales woman, this was one of the best times of the day to catch the lady of the house. Usually her husband and kids were off to work and school, and she had already had time to clean up the kitchen and make the beds, and by now was usually ready to take a coffee break. Helen listened intently for signs of life behind the thick front door, and seconds later she could hear foot steps approaching rapidly. The door swung ...
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