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Rain hammered the cobblestone streets. Detective Hollis lit his cigarette. The mansion loomed above him. Yellow tape fluttered in wind. A woman screamed somewhere inside. Hollis climbed the marble steps. Blood pooled near the doorway. The butler stood there trembling. His hands were stained crimson. Hollis studied him in silence. "She's upstairs," the butler whispered. "Third door on the left." Hollis nodded and went inside. The grandfather clock struck midnight. Something creaked on the staircase. He drew his service revolver. Shadows danced across pale walls. A portrait watched his ascent. Old money haunted these halls. Someone had died tonight here. Hollis intended to know why.