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The door
When they arrived at the door, they knocked loudly and waited for someone to answer. After a few moments, the door creaked open, and a small, wiry man peered out at them. “What do you want?” he asked, eyeing them suspiciously. “We want to talk to you about your paint company,” Tom said, his voice firm and steady. The man’s eyes widened in surprise.
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