She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding and felt the tightness in her chest release. Then she realized that he’d just entered the room from the first floor but hadn’t used either of the stairwells to get down from the second floor. “How did you get downstairs?” she asked as he approached. He frowned. “A servant’s stairwell in the master bedroom. It led to the laundry room off the back of the house.” “How many hidden passages are in this house?” “More than I’ve found so far, I’d guess.” He didn’t look happy about it. “Did you see anyone...? I mean, I guess you didn’t, but did you see any sign that someone had been up there?” “No.” “But?” He sighed. “But I don’t believe in fanciful things like ghosts and I have perfect vision. I saw something on that landing.”
