Jeffery checked three rooms before he accepted that Clara was not going to be found by checking rooms.The sitting room. The east corridor. The kitchen. The mansion felt occupied the way it always did even when it was quiet, and Clara had a way of leaving small evidence of herself in spaces she had recently passed through. A displaced cushion. A glass moved two inches from where it had been. He found the traces. He did not find her.He pulled out his phone and opened the CCTV panel.Fifteen seconds later he found her in the swimming pool, moving through the water with the unhurried ease of someone who had nowhere else to be and no strong feelings about that.He stared at the screen for a moment."Of course you went swimming," he said quietly. "After the stunt you just pulled."He put his phone away and walked toward the pool.Clara heard the shift in the air before she saw him and finished her stroke anyway, touched the wall, turned, and looked up.Jeffery stood at the pool edge in
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