The body lay still on the cold, wet marble floor. Thunder crashed loudly above the old house on the hill. Detective Miller stepped carefully over the shards of broken glass. He shone his bright flashlight onto the pale, lifeless face. A silver knife was buried deep inside the victim's chest. Blood pooled slowly around the expensive Persian rug underneath him. The clock on the mantel struck midnight with ominous dread. Someone in this room was hiding a very dark secret.