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The Room Where it Happened
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Ongoing, First published May 29, 2024
At a prestigious boarding school in post-war England, a routine detention turns deadly when a student dies of arsenic poisoning in front of his classmates. As shock and suspicion grip the school, a group of unlikely friends must navigate secrets and unravel the mystery before the killer strikes again.
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