Rachel Walkley

She has no form. She has no voice. But she's always watching. As chief conservator at historical Terrington Hall, Amy has one mission: to restore the vast, guilt-stained hoard of the Hurly family. When a family heirloom vanishes, Amy realises there is a thief in the house. She hires security advisor Harrison, a man whose professional polish masks a volatile connection to the Hurly bloodline. He isn't just there for the security.
He seeks to reveal the truth behind a long-forgotten family scandal. But there is a shadow at Terrington Hall that follows the living with a tireless, invisible gaze, a consciousness woven into the very mortar and timber, trapping memories with a history too heavy to escape. In a place where objects are treasured and people are forgotten, Harrison discovers a room that has been sealed for decades.
Will a simple theft lead to the resurrection of the family's murderous secrets?At Terrington Hall, the dead don't need a body to tell a story - they just need someone to listen. Two mysteries. Two centuries. One house.