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The thick fog rolled slowly across the sleepy harbor town. Detective Marlowe arrived at old Ashwood Manor just before dawn. A cold rain fell steadily over the manicured estate grounds. The body lay twisted at the bottom of marble stairs. Lady Ashwood stood above it, wringing her trembling pale hands. Her nightgown was soaked, and her eyes showed pure shock. Marlowe knelt down and examined the wound on Lord Ashwood. Blood had stained the carpet in strange unusual dark patterns. There were no weapons nearby and no signs of struggle. Something about this quiet scene felt deeply wrong to Marlowe. Every servant claimed they had slept soundly through the night. Yet someone had certainly crept here to commit this crime. Marlowe noticed muddy footprints leading toward the locked library door. The mystery was only beginning, and secrets waited patiently inside.