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The clock tower chimed midnight as rain polished cobblestones outside Marrowick Manor, where guests waited anxiously inside. Detective Elara Voss arrived quietly, carrying a notebook, while butler Finch watched every shadow with practiced suspicion. On the drawing-room rug lay Sir Alistair, face pale, eyes open, and a silver letter-opener clenched tightly. The housekeeper screamed once, then trembled; Doctor Halden declared him dead, yet offered no clear cause immediately. Guests gathered in uneasy circles, arguing over keys, wagers, and who last saw the victim before dinner. A single footprint, muddy and fresh, led from the library, stopping beside the window latch, untouched by cleaning.