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The fog clung thick,swallowing the street. Rain lashed the cobblestones, cold and relentless. A body lay crumpled near the alley's mouth. Detective Kane stepped from his car, trench coat dripping. He knelt beside the victim, pale and still. A knife protruded from her back, dark blood staining her coat. "Another one," he murmured, scanning the deserted scene. The clock on the church tower struck midnight. He pulled out his notebook, ready to write. "Victim: Eleanor Vance."