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The rain fell in relentless sheets against the ancient manor's leaded windows. A single guttering candle cast long, dancing shadows across the library. Detective Inspector Miles shoved his cold hands deeper into his worn overcoat pockets. He stared down at the body lying so still on the rug. The old man’s face was a frozen mask of pure surprise. There was no murder weapon found anywhere within the vast room. Only a single, overturned glass and a forgotten book remained nearby. The heavy oak door creaked open behind the silent inspector. A tall, severe-looking butler stood there, his face completely unreadable. “The family is gathered in the drawing room, as you requested, sir.”