“@page { margin-bottom: 5pt; margin-top: 5pt } @font-face { font-style: normal; font-family: Font_b1ba31cb-fee9-4911-acb3-94dcdd5a6353; src: url(../fonts/LiberationSerif-Regular.ttf); font-weight: normal } @font-face { font-style: italic; font-family: Font_b1ba31cb-fee9-4911-acb3-94dcdd5a6353; src: url(../fonts/LiberationSerif-Italic.ttf); font-weight: normal } @font-face { font-style: normal; font-family: Font_b1ba31cb-fee9-4911-acb3-94dcdd5a6353; src: url(../fonts/LiberationSerif-Bold.ttf); fo...nt-weight: bold } @font-face { font-style: italic; font-family: Font_b1ba31cb-fee9-4911-acb3-94dcdd5a6353; src: url(../fonts/LiberationSerif-BoldItalic.ttf); font-weight: bold } @font-face { font-style: italic; font-family: Font_b1ba31cb-fee9-4911-acb3-94dcdd5a6353; src: url(../fonts/LiberationSerif-Italic.ttf) } EIGHTEEN. I drove into the parking area at the Hightowers' estate shortly after 6 P.M. The house was ablaze, though it wouldn't be dark for another hour yet. The evening was cool, 6 degrees, according to the report on my car radio.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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