Avery wasn’t responsible,” Sloan said.The scene was a repetition of the previous morning. Only now, it was Denise Avery who lay at the foot of the stairs, her neck broken.Sloan looked at Logan, who’d been on guard duty. “What happened?”“She was never on the second level to descend to the first,” Logan said, looking at them.This time, it had been Scully Adair—dressed in one of Kelsey’s tailored work suits—who’d made the discovery when she walked down the stairs. Her scream had alerted the castle. Now, everyone was there, including Mr. Green.Chef and Harry and Devon rushed in from the hall to the kitchen. Phoebe Martin had come running from the Great Hall and the two day maids, Sonia Anderson and Lila Adkins, hurried from the office. It was chaos, everyone asking each other if they’d seen Mrs. Avery.“Whoa!” Sloan shouted. “Stop. All of you!”They went silent.Phoebe stared at Sloan with fear. Scully Adair seemed to be in shock. Harry and Devon just looked sick.Chef shook his head.
