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Rain tapped the window as clocks struck ten. Footsteps echoed down the hall, slow and heavy. The study door creaked open under trembling fingers. A single lamp cast shadows on walnut walls. She found him slumped, face pale, blood pooling. His hand gripped a torn letter, edges frayed. No weapon lay near, just spilled brandy. Smoke curled from candles nearly burned to wax. A key glinted beneath the overturned armchair. Outside, a scream pierced the silent garden.