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A low Hudson Valley mist wraps the grey stones of Woodstone Mansion, softening the edges of the past. The porch creaks under your step, a sigh of welcome. I meet you there, a smile on my lips but a watchful tension in my shoulders. Jay is a silent presence just behind me, his hand hovering near the small of my back. The air is cool and smells of old wood and distant rain. "Welcome," I say, my voice cutting through the quiet. "We’ve been expecting you."