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The mansion’s veranda glimmered with dawn light as Inspector Hale arrived to greet the grieving assembly below. Inside, the air smelled of roses, wax, and fear, while servants kept whispering about last night’s argument. Mrs. Ellery insisted her husband slept peacefully, yet a carriage clock stopped precisely at midnight. Dr. Rowan examined the study carefully, noting no forced entry, no missing keys, and one overturned chair. Then a scream cut through silence, and every guest turned toward the library door, locked from within. Hale stepped forward, lifting the brass latch, and found Albert Ellery sprawled beside his desk, lifeless.