Let Me Go Into The Stars

Clara Marples is one for many talents. She can juggle, albeit, rather terribly. She prides herself on making a very remarkable cup of tea that may or may not have marvelous magical properties and she is rather well suited and tremendously qualified at delving into the realms of the mind to organize the disorder of their psyche which is what she undergoes in many sessions with her clients due to her authorized craft as a psychiatrist. And lastly; but not least as you should not think absentmindedly of this gift, she can have a chat with the dead.

As an unauthorized consultant for the British Intelligence as well as local authorities and the Scottish Yard, she has solved many a crime with or without their help across the United Kingdom have it be from murder, child abduction, fraudulent activity and drug trafficking, right down to a lost kitten in the tree. However, with her newest case she sets out upon alone with only her wits, resources and talents afforded to her and an unlikely and naturally impossible companion due to the sudden appearance of a brutally murdered body. Though well and truly accustomed to finding a stranger's body grisly mangled in Wistman's wood, however she was not prepared to discover one that has been found in her very own bathtub. Especially when that body once belonged to the loveliest love of her life: her fiancé.