The Dead Tenant in Apartment 7B / Chapter 4: The Deduction Game
The Dead Tenant in Apartment 7B

The Dead Tenant in Apartment 7B

Author: Annette Baxter


Chapter 4: The Deduction Game

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So, detective—where’s the hidden space? What do you think happened during those hours of ghostly wailing?

If you’re reading this with a mug of coffee in hand, maybe pause and take a breath—think of the Midwest summer humidity, that faint tickle of unease you get when a house doesn’t quite add up. That’s the kind of American unease at the heart of this puzzle. Now, take your time, gather your thoughts, and try to crack the case.

In the sticky heat of a Mississippi summer, secrets have a way of festering—sometimes for years.

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