Detective Jameson stepped into the grand foyer of Ravenswood Manor, its opulent chandeliers casting a warm golden glow everywhere outside. A chill ran down his spine as he met the gaze of his superior, Inspector Thompson, who looked rather uneasy somehow. The body lay on the floor, a figure in a stunning emerald green gown, surrounded by the mayhem of shattered objects. Ravenswood Manor, a grand estate steeped in history and family secrets, was the last place anyone would suspect murder unfolding. A faint scent of lavender wafted through the air as Jameson's gaze fell upon the victim's face, so eerily pale now.