CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX - Tensions Rise

Over the next few days, Agent Harper's presence caused a stir among the mansion's inhabitants. The staff, already on edge from the prolonged confinement, found themselves under increased scrutiny as the agent questioned them about their daily routines and responsibilities. Mrs. Holloway, cornered by Agent Harper in the laundry room, found herself flustered as she tried to explain the intricacies of managing the household linens. "Well, you see, sir," she stammered, "we have a very specific system for rotating the sheets and towels. It's quite complex, really." Agent Harper nodded seriously, jotting notes in a small black notebook. "And how often do you change Mr. Noble's sheets specifically?" he asked, his tone casual but his eyes sharp. Mrs. Holloway's eyes widened. "I... well, that's not really... I mean, it depends on..." Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the chef found himself explaining the mansion's food inventory system to the agent. "We keep a detailed log of all incoming and outg