The rain pelted the cobblestone street outside the empty mansion. Detective Sarah Cole stepped carefully, her flashlight cutting through darkness. Broken glass crunched beneath her polished leather shoes with precision. A silhouette lay motionless on the marble floor, barely visible. Blood pooled slowly around the victim's expensive Italian leather shoes. Her trained eyes scanned the room for the smallest detail. Something was wrong, beyond the obvious murder before her. The grandfather clock ticked softly, marking time since the crime. Shadows danced across walls, whispering secrets of the night. This case would not be solved easily, she knew well.