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The rain hammered against the library windows while Detective Mara Voss stared at the body slumped over the oak desk. A silver letter opener protruded from his back and dark blood pooled slowly across scattered papers, invoices, letters and photographs. Beside his outstretched hand lay a shattered teacup its contents steaming despite the cold draft creeping beneath the locked door. Three guests waited in the hallway exchanging nervous glances while pretending not to notice the footprints leading toward the staircase. Mara crouched, carefully lifted one photograph and recognized herself standing beside the victim exactly twenty years before that summer night. Then the dead man moved, his fingers tapped twice upon the desk and every frightened witness inside the room screamed.