# The Body in the Library The rain fell hard against the tall Victorian mansion windows. Detective Sarah Chen arrived at midnight with her weathered leather bag. Lord Ashford lay dead upon the Persian rug, quite still. His face was pale, his eyes frozen in eternal fear. A crystal glass of brandy sat beside his cold, lifeless hand. The butler claimed he heard nothing unusual all through the night. But Sarah noticed something odd about the library's mahogany study door. Fresh scratches marked the lock as if picked just hours ago. The victim's will was changed exactly three days before his death. Everyone in the house had secrets, motives, and secrets to hide.