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The rain hammered against the windows of old Blackwood manor. Detective Hartley arrived just before midnight, cold, soaked, and tired. The heavy front door stood wide open in the storm. Inside, a lifeless body lay sprawled across the cold floor. Lord Blackwood's lifeless eyes stared blankly toward the high ceiling. Blood pooled darkly beneath him, staining the expensive antique rug. Hartley knelt down slowly, examining the man's cold, pale face. Somewhere upstairs, a single floorboard creaked beneath a careful step. He froze, listening intently, hand reaching slowly toward his holster. The killer, he realized, had not yet left the house.