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The storm rattled the windows of Blackwood Manor all night. Morning light revealed a body sprawled across the frozen lawn. Detective Sarah Chen arrived before the fog had fully lifted. The victim was Lord Ashworth, the estate's eccentric wealthy owner. His cold hands clutched a torn piece of yellowed paper. No footprints marked the frost despite the obvious violent struggle. Inside, six houseguests gathered with nervous eyes and forced smiles. Each one claimed to have slept soundly through the storm. The butler poured coffee with trembling hands and downcast eyes. Sarah studied the scrap of paper clutched in cold death. It read: Midnight, the old conservatory, bring the remaining pages. Someone in this very room had wanted those pages badly. Sarah smiled grimly, knowing the killer would soon slip up.