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The rain-slicked streets of Victorian London gleamed under flickering gas lamps as Inspector Elias Crowe hurried toward the crime scene. A muffled scream echoed from the fog-shrouded alley, drawing curious eyes from shadowed doorways and upper windows alike. Pushing past the gathering crowd of wide-eyed onlookers, Crowe flashed his badge to the waiting uniformed constable. The body lay sprawled on cobblestones, pale face twisted in eternal surprise, blood pooling around the lifeless form. Silver-handled dagger protruded from the victim's chest, glinting coldly as thunder rumbled overhead in the stormy night. Crowe knelt beside the corpse, gloved hands probing pockets for clues amid the damp chill of early morning. No identification marked the elegant waistcoat, only a monogrammed handkerchief stained with the same crimson hue as the stones. Footprints trailed away into darkness, muddied steps leading toward the river's distant, whispering rush through the mist. A lady's scream pierced the air again, this time from a nearby carriage, shattering the tense hush of witnesses. Crowe rose swiftly, revolver drawn, heart pounding as he scanned the alley for the killer's unseen shadow lurking near.