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The rain hammered against the dark windows of the study. Arthur stood silently over the body on the plush rug. Red wine or fresh blood pooled near the silver tray. One broken glass sparkled under the dim light of dawn. A cold wind whistled through the heavy wood patio door. Nobody heard the scream over the thunder in the distance. The golden clock ticked toward the hour of his death. He clutched a single torn photograph in his pale hand. Every shadow in the library seemed to hide a killer. Footsteps echoed loudly outside the locked room at that moment.