It was later that evening when Michael's nervous eyes darted around the yard. "Here." He shoved a flashlight into Patrick's hand. "You take the autumn gardens over there, and I'll take the rose garden and the graveyard. Just pace it out and make a note. Don't stop and draw it. You can do that when you get home."

Patrick nodded and the brothers split up. Michael disappeared into the shadows along the house, and Patrick tried to do the same. The ballroom's veranda was in the ...