Young Broadbrim's Master Stroke

A detective too famous for his own good. A house that swallows its tenants whole. One mystery that may already be killing people.

Harry Wilson knows that popularity is a detective's worst enemy. Fresh off a case that made him front-page news, he's barely recognizable as the quiet, methodical man who built the firm of Broadbrim & Co. from nothing. He'd rather be forgotten.

But forgotten men don't get called to haunted manor houses on spring afternoons, and they don't take on grieving sisters whose brothers have vanished without a trace.

When a wealthy real estate man pulls Harry aside on the Hudson River drive, he hands him two thousand dollars and a mystery nobody has solved in twelve years. The Bardwell Manor has chewed through tenant after tenant—twelve families gone, no explanations, and one dead man left behind in a locked room that nobody is allowed to touch.

Harry takes the case. What he finds inside those walls is worse than any ghost.

And somewhere across the city, a young woman is certain her missing brother is still alive—even as a coat surfaces in the East River with his letters inside.

Two cases. One pattern. A conspiracy that runs deeper than counterfeiting, deeper than murder, deeper than the false walls of a house within a house.

Harry closes in. So does the darkness.

Can he unravel both mysteries before the Manor claims one more victim?