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The rain drummed a steady beat against the glass window while the old clock ticked slow in the dark hall. Inside the study, Lord Thorne lay sprawled across the Persian rug with a silver dagger buried deep in his chest. A broken glass of expensive wine stained the floral carpet a deep crimson, matching the fresh blood on the floor. Detective Miller stepped over the threshold, his eyes scanning the room for any clue that the killer had left behind. The door was locked from the inside, yet the only key remained sitting on the dark mahogany desk right there.