C343 A Clue to the will

Violet Hunt looked at her indifferently and walked in.

It was a little dark in the room with classical music playing. Justin Murphy was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. He held a glass of red wine in his hand and was shaking it with his eyes closed. He looked relaxed and at ease.

"Mr Murphy." Violet Hunt stood behind the sofa and shouted at the man in front of her