"About the documents?"
Mara filed that away. She walked to the base of the staircase, noting the single, scuffed shoe print on the third step. The victim had been pushed. Or he'd fallen backward during a struggle. The coroner would tell her which, but motive was already whispering in her ear. Mansion -Alibi-
"But you, Silas," Mara said, turning to the lawyer. "You know the house. You installed the generator yourself last spring. You knew the east wing would be blind. So you sat in the dark with her. Or did you?" "About the documents
She looked up at the chandelier again. It was electric. No candles. noting the single