Run: 2026-09-02-01M1GVQZAR8TRM494FXGYCX4Q3

Detective Sarah Chen arrived at the old Ashworth estate tonight. Fog clung to the dark windows like a burial shroud. Inside, Lord Ashworth lay dead upon his prized Persian rug. A silver letter opener protruded from his cold gray chest. His vacant eyes remained open, staring at the painted ceiling. Sarah noticed the heavy study door was locked from inside. Only three trusted people possessed keys to this particular room. The old butler stood trembling near the large marble fireplace. His weathered hands shook as he described finding the body. Lady Ashworth waited upstairs, quietly refusing to speak with anyone. Sarah knelt beside the body and carefully studied the wound. Something glittered beneath the fallen chair, half hidden by shadow. She reached out slowly and retrieved a small torn photograph. Three faces smiled from its surface, but one was scratched. Sarah carefully tucked the evidence photograph into her coat pocket. Outside, the storm grew steadily louder, rattling every window pane. Nobody would leave this house until she found some answers. One person in this house was hiding a dark secret.