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The old lighthouse stood alone against the stormy night sky. Nobody had visited the island for nearly three weeks now. Captain Harlow discovered the body just before the morning tide. She knelt beside the man and noticed his pale hands. A single red rose lay placed across his cold chest. The rain had washed away most of the visible clues. Harlow radioed the mainland but received only sharp, broken static. She recognized the victim as the mayor of Port Glenn. His expensive watch still ticked loudly in the damp air. Someone had gone to great lengths to arrange this scene.