Detective John Bennett entered the dimly lit study, examining the lifeless body sprawled across the mahogany desk. Crimson blood pooled beneath the victim, staining the antique Persian rug. An overturned crystal glass and half-empty bottle of expensive scotch were the only apparent clues to a possible struggle. A faint trace of cigarette smoke lingered in the air, suggesting the culprit's presence mere moments before Bennett's arrival. This mysterious case was only the beginning, and the seasoned detective knew it would be a long, enigmatic journey to unravel the sinister web of deceit and betrayal that shrouded the death of the once-prominent socialite.