On the misty morning of October 13th, eminent businessman Claude Hammond was found dead in his luxurious estate, lifeless eyes staring vacantly at the grand chandelier. Clad in a pristine white suit, his body lay sprawled on a Moroccan rug, a single bullet wound at the temple. Blood pooled on the pristine marble floor, encircling the golden atrium like a macabre welcome mat. Central command whirled into action, Chief Inspector Kessler arrived on the scene accompanied by his seasoned sidekick Detective Blake. Crime scene technicians fiddled with magnifying glasses, canvassing for miniature evidence. Outside, morning sunrays illuminated the tranquil neighborhood, oblivious to the carnage within. Amidst the aghast expressions, a palpable air of tension swirled, and whispers of a brutal murder echoed through the wire.