Detective Jameson stood outside the mansion, gazing up at the grand estate where the body would soon be discovered slowly. Darkness crept over the landscape, shrouding the scene in an air of foreboding and impending doom filled the atmosphere completely. A faint scent of roses wafted through the trees, a slight reminder of the deceased's love of music still lingered. The sound of sirens grew louder, echoing through the stillness as the first responders arrived on the scene so promptly. A makeshift roadblock had been set up, cordoning off the area where the body would likely be found shortly afterwards always.