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This secret passageway would always be her escape route, and the imaginary villains in these adventures would be dumbfounded by her sudden and mysterious dis-appearance. It was a secret passageway, like in the stories she'd read, and she'd make up adventures about haunted houses and smuggled treasures. There was an extra door in the living room, a door disguised as a bookcase, and when she was younger Stephanie liked to think that no one else knew about this door, not even Gordon himself. The grounds were vast, and the old house itself was ridiculously big. The gates were heavy and grand and stood open, welcoming them into the estate. And then, like he knew he was being observed, he turned and walked back through the rows of headstones and disappeared from sight.Īfter the service, Stephanie and her parents traveled back to her dead uncle's house, over a humpbacked bridge and along a narrow road that carved its way through thick woodland. She watched him, intrigued by his appearance. A scarf was wrapped around the lower half of his face, and even from her position on the far side of the grave, Stephanie could make out the wild and frizzy hair that escaped from the wide-brimmed hat he wore low over his gigantic sunglasses. He was standing under the shade of a large tree, away from the crowd, the coat buttoned up all the way despite the warmth of the afternoon. It was at Gordon's funeral, however, that Stephanie Edgley first caught sight of the gentleman in the tan overcoat. Gordon hadn't been a well-liked figure in the publishing world, for although the books he wrote—tales of horror and magic and wonder—regularly reared their heads in the bestseller lists, he had the disquieting habit of insulting people without realizing it, then laughing at their shock.

The funeral was attended by family and acquaintances but not many friends.

A tragic loss, his mind echoed numbly as he slipped away. One moment he was in his study, seven words into the twenty-fifth sentence of the final chapter of his new book, And the Darkness Rained upon Them, and the next he was dead. Gordon Edgley's sudden death came as a shock to everyone—not least himself.