Run: 2026-04-24-01KPZTXCKZ5T4A7Y98T0VC7SXK

Rain hammered the slate roof of Blackwood Manor as Inspector Hollis stepped from his car into the gathering October gloom. The front door yawned open before he reached it, revealing a pale butler whose trembling hands betrayed recent horror. Inside, candles flickered against mahogany walls, casting restless shadows across portraits of ancestors who seemed to watch him accusingly. Six guests huddled together in the drawing room, their evening clothes rumpled, their faces drained of every possible color. Lord Ashworth lay sprawled beside the fireplace, a silver letter opener buried precisely between his third and fourth ribs. No one had heard anything unusual, they claimed, though dinner had ended scarcely forty minutes before the grim discovery. Hollis removed his wet coat slowly, studying each suspect in turn while the grandfather clock struck eleven hollow times. Someone in this elegant room had committed murder, and someone, he suspected, would very soon attempt to commit another.