In the quiet town of Meadowgrove, rain drizzled down on cobblestone streets. A scream echoed from the grand Victorian house on the hill. Inside, a lavish dinner party was abruptly silenced. Guests exchanged nervous glances, their hearts pounding. The host, wealthy widower Henry Blackwood, lay face down in his soup. A silver candlestick holder stood ominously beside the dish. The room was filled with a tense, eerie silence. Detective Amelia Hart, summoned by the butler, stepped into the dimly lit dining room. Her keen eyes scanned the guests, sensing secrets hiding behind their polite facades. "No one leaves," she commanded, her voice slicing through the tension.