Synopsis

The news arrived with a quiet shock. Spumoni was gone. Officially, it was a suicide. A failed attempt, they said, but a suicide nonetheless. Arnold, however, saw through the carefully constructed narrative. He knew the truth, hidden beneath layers of deception and calculated performance. He had witnessed the elaborate charade, the desperate measures taken to orchestrate his own demise. Unbeknownst to the world, Arnold hadn't died. He was still there, within the walls of the boarding house, a