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The rain fell in slick, silver sheets against the glass. Detective Harper pulled his coat tighter against the bitter chill. A single desk lamp cast long shadows across the room. He stared at the body sprawled on the Persian rug. The dead woman clutched a white lily in her hand. Her unseeing eyes reflected the harsh flickering neon sign outside. He knelt to examine the bruised skin of her wrist. A faint scent of jasmine clung to her silk dress. Then he noticed the small, torn corner of a photograph. It was wedged beneath her sharp, perfectly manicured blood-red fingernail. The clock on the mantelpiece ticked loudly, counting out seconds. Harper knew this quiet murder would speak volumes very soon.