At the Queens Manor Coulter flashed a badge from the business subsidiary that his staff used when picking up orders for the estate. The tall blonde man squinted at him and for a moment he felt like the man might have recognized him. The guard asked what his cargo was, and he told the man wine. The guard opened the back inspecting the order before finally waving him on. Coulter watched the man watching his van as it moved on for a long moment before the guard walked back into the guard house.
Coulter parked next to the staff entrance and loaded the boxes of wine onto a hand cart before securing them down. He wheeled the cart backwards through the entrance doors into the kitchen. He was remembering the layout of the house from the year before when he had refurbished it to get the maximum out of the sale. He had it restored to its original glory, changing very little except for some modern conveniences.
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