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Detective Mara Quinn arrived early. Rain hammered the station windows. A call had come overnight. The body lay in Grayfield. Old manor, long abandoned, rumored. The butler found her there. Cold hands, no visible wounds. Only a single red rose. Placed carefully upon her chest. Mara knelt beside the body. Something felt wrong about this. Nobody had entered the manor. Yet the killer had certainly left. The rose was still fresh. Someone had been here recently. Mara noticed footprints near the door. They stopped abruptly in the mud. As if the walker vanished. She looked up at windows. A curtain moved on second floor. Nobody should be inside now. Mara drew her service weapon.