The moon cast a silver glow over the manicured estate. Detective Lila Snow stepped from her car, black coat billowing in the night breeze. A fountain's murmur whispered secrets to the silent grounds. The mansion's grand facade loomed, doors ajar, beckoning with a silent dare. Inside, the scent of old money mingled with a hint of fear. Crystal chandeliers scattered shards of light across the marble floor. A group of elegantly dressed suspects stood in hushed clusters. In the ballroom's center lay the victim, a knife in his back. Footsteps echoed; eyes followed Lila's every move. The puzzle's pieces lay scattered, a deadly tableau to unravel.