“The scream froze me in my tracks, but the shout that followed propelled me out of my indecision and around the hedge line of the maze…Lady Godwin lay draped across a stone bench, her eyes stared sightlessly into the night sky and her mouth seemed frozen open on a scream.” “Death was not unfamiliar to me.  I had seen more than my fair share of corpses in my lifetime…so I hardly relished the appearance of yet another one, and in my sister’s garden no less. […]