“How is that so?” Ranya asked, holding Calista’s hand tightly, his gaze fixed on Mr. MacQuoid. He could feel the tension in her fingers, mirroring his own unease.

It was no secret how the Hamiltons had died. A tragic accident that claimed both husband and wife. Yet, despite everything that made their deaths seem like an unfortunate and unavoidable event, Ranya had always harbored his doubts.

“I’m very sure of it,” Mr. MacQuoid replied, his voice heavy with conviction, as if he had witnessed the event firsthand. “She was there. Her voice, her body, and… her tattoo.”

“Her tattoo?” Valerie interjected, eyes wide with disbelief. “I worked for Mr. Lillard...