whispered.
Dorian stared.
Then he marched toward the dining room.
Empty.
The kitchen still had its built-in appliances, but the breakfast furniture and decorative pieces were gone. FurnitureMoving Service
He charged toward the staircase.
“WHERE’S MY STUFF?”
His shout reverberated.
Callie followed him upstairs.
Seconds later, her scream filled the hallway.
“WHERE IS THE BED?”
Dorian charged downstairs.
His face burned crimson.
“That vindictive woman!” he shouted. “She stole everything!”
June stood calmly beside Miles.
“Mr. Pierce, the personal furnishings were removed by their lawful owner before closing.”
“Lawful owner?”
