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Cold rain glazed the cobblestones outside Blackthorn Hall after midnight. Inspector Mara Vale found the library door locked from inside. Behind it Lord Ember lay pale beside his shattered glass. A silver key glittered within the victim's tightly clenched hand. Every guest downstairs swore nobody had climbed the grand staircase. Yet muddy footprints crossed the carpet toward the open window. Mara noted ash blooming black despite the cold dead fireplace. Somewhere above her a floorboard sighed then swallowed its secret.