All Taken Care Of

The Glasshouse is a place where the powerful come to be unpowered. No phones. No schedules. No names. Just silence, sea air, and the kind of mindfulness that costs forty thousand pounds a week.

When a guest dies during a silent meditation session, everyone in the room had their eyes closed. Everyone heard nothing. Everyone knows nothing.

The funniest murder you’ll read this year.

And then something shifts, and it isn’t funny anymore.

“For the ones who stay in rooms after everyone else has gone.”