There’s an orchard, owned by an elderly man, that has been family run for generations. His children went off to into the world, getting themselves a wide range of skills and degrees. Their youth spent in the orchards meant that they had insight into the problems that the smaller farmers faced, and often that lead to the development of solutions for those fields.
The final child, spent his days taking care of his father, tending the trees, processing the apples, packaging the products to be shipped out. Over the years, his siblings would come to visit the old man, and find ways to apply their various disciplines to improve the homestead. They built systems to make the load lighter on their youngest sibling, giving him more time to spend with the old man.
The old man enjoyed his retirement, proud of his family and the good that they brought to the world.
One day, his homestead was raided, as someone had decided that there was no way that a legitimate orchard could be profitable, with just an old man and one single worker running it.
During the raid, the old man got into an argument with the armed agents in his home, and things escalated.
After his tragic passing, folks blamed the death on a few things, him refusing to co-operate, bad luck, and of course, bad apples.
There have been a string of murders, and I am sure I know who is to blame. The pattern fits, and now I need to track down my youngest sibling, and find a way to stop his work; his eradication of the bad apples.
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