Ethan ran the tap. Water flowed like a blessing.

Margot didn’t look surprised. She tapped the screen. “That, love, is why you called me specifically. ‘Drain clearance near me’—but you didn’t notice the fine print, did you?”

Margot packed her gear. “That’ll be eighty quid. Plus the Victorian surcharge—haunting removal adds fifteen.”

The camera nudged the brass knob. The door creaked open.

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