Chapter 25: Shadows at the Manor
"It's not just similar," Victor said, still holding his phone. "The forensic examiner says it's an almost perfect match to authenticated samples of Daniel's handwriting."
Nobody spoke. Candlelight flickered across the room, throwing long shadows against the walls.
"If Daniel died fifteen years ago," I finally said, "then who keeps writing these messages?"
Nobody had an answer. Adrian stared at the note in his hands as though it might rearrange itself into something that made sense, but the words stayed exactly the same, patient and impossible.
"We'll know more in the morning," Victor said, though even he didn't sound convinced.
Morning arrived with a strange, ordinary calm that felt almost disorienting after the night before. I walked downstairs and p
