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“Rule stays the same,” he called. “You look from the door. No stepping inside. You buy it, you clear it. Forty-eight hours. Cash only. No crying later if your treasure turns out to be mold and Christmas sweaters.”

Laughter rolled through the crowd.

Noah leaned toward Riley. “We should stay till the end.”

“That was already the plan.”

“No, I mean maybe bid.”