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Frank never was one to just bring people to his home. Not randomly like this but Andrew, the man was different. Once they got off the plane in the car he drove Andrew through the countryside. He was just waiting for when the man saw where Frank lived. He drove up the road and finally parked outside the house. He glanced at him with a smile.
"Welcome to my home."
"Welcome to my home."
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Andrew was giving that look again, the same one he had when he saw the plane. As a kid from Oakland, he'd thought he'd done well when he'd bought his house in Chicago. This was far beyond anything he was ever used to. He stepped out of the car and just stared for a second, Tess would have flipped out if she were with them.
"Jesus Christ, Frank, you're making me feel like I should apologize for making you slum it at my place."
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