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Rain stitched the manor windows shut, while Detective Mara Vale arrived, her headlights smearing gold across the gravel drive below. Inside, the guests stood frozen beneath the chandelier, pretending not to notice the body sprawled beside the grand piano there. A crystal decanter lay shattered nearby, and in its spilled wine, Mara spotted a single cufflink stamped with unfamiliar initials. The widow wept too loudly, the butler watched too quietly, and every portrait seemed to lean closer in accusation tonight. Mara removed her gloves, glanced at the storm-dark garden, and understood someone in this house had killed once already here.