Giving in
The man hesitated, his throat bobbing as he tried to swallow. Finally, he let out a shaky sigh. “It’s the figurehead of a sixteenth-century Spanish galleon,” he confessed, his voice hoarse. The words seemed to echo in the small room. Harper leaned in slightly, every detail sinking in. “The ship was lost twenty miles off Rockwell Bay more than sixty years ago,” the burglar added, his eyes darting nervously toward the detective.
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