The fog rolled thick over Blackwood Manor's crumbling stone walls. Detective Sarah Chen stepped carefully through the heavy iron gate. Her partner, Marcus Webb, followed close behind her without speaking. They had received an urgent call at precisely midnight today. Lord Edmund Blackwood lay dead in his vast, ornate library. A single gunshot wound marked the center of his forehead. The household staff waited nervously in the cold, drafty parlor. Nobody had left the estate since discovering the grim body. Sarah noticed muddy footprints leading away from the crime scene. Ten suspects, one victim, and countless secrets filled this house.