The moon hung low, casting eerie shadows across the manicured lawn. Detective Lila Grey stepped over the threshold, her boots echoing in the silent hall. A crystal chandelier swayed gently, the only movement in the still mansion. The victim lay sprawled, a crimson stain spreading beneath him. Glass shards glinted like diamonds around the body, reflecting the cold moonlight. Footsteps sounded behind Lila; her partner, Sergeant Dan Brooks, joined the scene. "Time of death?" she inquired, her gaze never leaving the corpse. Dan checked his watch, his face grim. "Around midnight, we suspect," he replied, kneeling beside the body. Lila's eyes narrowed, analyzing every detail, as a detective should. The room felt heavy with secrets, the air thick with the scent of death. "We have a murder to solve," Lila declared, her resolve unwavering.