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Sarah paused in the upstairs hall and frowned. “What was that?”
“Probably Ruth torturing my brother,” Cate explained as she gave a tug. “But come on. My room’s this way.”
Sarah didn’t get a full tour of the house, but on the second floor landing she did see a long hallway of doors on either side with a window at the end. The third floor was likewise arranged with shut doors. As Cate dragged her past them she noticed there were nameplates beside each door, but the sliders were empty.
They reached the end of the third-floor hall and turned left into a large bedroom. A stone fireplace stood against the opposite wall, and to its left was a four-post bed. A nightstand stood between them and on its top was a large lamp with a black shade. The windows looked out on a dreary backyard
