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The grand estate loomed under storm clouds, its gilded gates creaking ominously as thunder rolled across the desolate moors. Detective Harlow adjusted his damp trench coat, eyes narrowing at the flickering candlelight spilling from shattered second-floor windows. A bloodstained glove lay crumpled beside the marble steps, its leather still warm despite the biting wind whipping through skeletal trees. Inside, the air smelled of lavender and gunpowder, mingling with the metallic tang of something far more sinister lurking unseen. Portraits of the deceased family watched silently as Harlow’s boots echoed against the black-and-white checkerboard tiles of the foyer. The butler’s hands trembled slightly while offering a silver tray bearing a single, half-empty glass of bourbon and ice. A woman’s stifled sob came from the library, where shattered crystal glittered like stars beneath the overturned mahogany desk. Harlow’s fingers brushed the cold barrel of his revolver, sensing the weight of secrets pressing down like the estate’s crumbling stone walls. The grandfather clock struck midnight just as a shadow darted past the hallway, its edges blurring into the flickering gaslight’s eerie glow. Somewhere above, a floorboard groaned under unseen footsteps, each creak a whisper of the violence that had unfolded hours before.