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The heavy rain lashed against the tall windows while the old clock struck twelve in the silent, dark, empty manor. A single candle flickered weakly upon the mahogany desk where a broken fountain pen lay near the spilled red ink. Detective Miller stepped inside the room and noticed the heavy scent of bitter almonds lingering in the cold, damp air. He knelt beside the lifeless body of Lord Harrington to inspect the strange, blue bruise encircling the dead man's neck. Every shadow seemed to move with a life of its own as the wind howled through the broken glass panes. Someone had clearly entered this locked chamber to commit a crime that would haunt this lonely house for many years.