"What was this house like when you were little?"
"When I was little? I didn't live here when I was little, Kayn!"
"Which house did you live in?"
"I didn't live in any house round here. I lived in a place called London."
"With the Queen?"
"No, we didn't have a Queen. We had a King. Not that I lived with him either."
"Did you just live with your mummy and daddy?"
I remember the look on his face, as though the question I had asked was far more difficult, almost painful...
"It's getting late, Kayn, and I promised Nana that I'd have you in bed by half past seven. Remember she shouted at me last week?"
You'd think that some secrets would be impossible to keep, and I was beginning to think so, too. This man, this apparently incredible man, had touched the hearts of so many, yet had left such a lot of confusion in his footsteps... he had devoted his life to solving mysteries, and had left one of his very own behind. Within that mystery, there are several others.
I never knew him, but someone close to me did - yet not even grandfather knew him well enough to understand the truth.
Well, I was determined to understand what my grandfather never did.
My name is Kayn Laurie.
In 1936, Luke Triton unravels the secrets that might just destoy his family.
In 2011, Kayn Laurie decides to discover just what it was that ripped his grandfather's life apart, and what it had to do with Hershel Layton.
Ten chapters, two eras,
One man and his dark, dark past.
A ten-part thriller/mystery by oatniel,
inspired by ITV1's 'Lightfields' and 'Marchlands'