Tabitha

Science is the domain of the great and powerful men of the Faculty; or so they think. But a murder is about to change everything.

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The night of the murder had a strange drawn-out quality, but the days that followed were worse: a subdued numbness set upon the Faculty that none of us could shake.

None had known the woman particularly well–although she had indeed brought us tea every mid-morning and fruit cakes in the evening. And now, of course, she was dead.

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