Sylvia-mäng - Vivien Alcock

“Who do I look like? I mean, who did you think I was?… Who is Sylvia?”
The boy was silent for so long that it seemed he wasn’t going to answer. A strange expression came over his face. He turned his head as if trying to hide it, then looked back over his shoulder again and said, “My sister. Only she’s dead.”
Emily had no intention of investigating the story of Oliver Mallerton and his dead sister. She had only been following her artist father to find out the reasons for his strange behavior of late. She had no intention of getting caught up in the Sylvia game, a game that sounded innocent but had almost cost one boy his life and had driven another boy from the manor.