[ The interior is slightly modern, but with a semi-Victorian twist: dimly lit, smelling faintly of musty carpeting. Claude never did like this house very much.

He leads Iona down a deserted hall, past a row of heavy-looking doors, to one of Gus's private studies.

The room, predictably, Is A Mess. ]

I doubt anyone is looking for me, but yes— slipping back unnoticed would be preferable. People are still contacting me about you.