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The relentless rain fell in drenching sheets, thoroughly soaking the crime scene long before the overwhelmed forensic team could arrive. Detective Harper crouched beside the body, her very sharp eyes noting the victim's neck, twisted at a grotesquely unnatural angle. A single crimson glove lay near the outstretched hand, pristine and strangely out of place in the wet, grimy setting. The victim wore an expensive emerald silk dress, now cruelly torn and stained with wet mud and something far darker. Harper noticed a faint, lingering scent of expensive jasmine perfume mingling unpleasantly with the sharp metallic tang of fresh blood. She carefully pulled back the delicate lace cuff, revealing a livid bruise that whispered a silent tale of grim violence.