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The grand clock struck midnight in the deserted mansion library. A single gunshot echoed through the rain-soaked, shadowy halls. Lord Blackwood was found slumped over his antique mahogany desk. A crimson circle widened on his white linen shirt front. The murder weapon was not immediately visible anywhere in the room. His cold hand still clutched a torn playing card. The queen of hearts was ripped cleanly down the middle. Outside, a figure fled silently into the relentless, dark rain. Detective Ambrose surveyed the scene with a deep, thoughtful sigh. Ten perplexing words would begin this terrible, intricate tale.