The manor stood in darkness. Rain pelted the old windows. Detective Morris arrived at midnight. A body awaited his inspection. The victim was Lord Ashworth. Blood pooled on marble floors. His wife discovered him first. She screamed for the butler. Servants gathered in the hallway. Nobody had heard any gunshot. The study door was locked. Someone broke it down quickly. Lord Ashworth had many enemies. His fortune attracted greedy relatives. The detective examined the corpse. A knife wound seemed fatal. No weapon was found nearby. Morris studied each pale face. One person here was guilty. The investigation would begin now.