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The midnight rain hammered glass as Lady Vance lay sprawled beside a shattered clock, a pearl necklace around her throat. Detective Marlowe noticed no footprints, only wet boot marks ending abruptly at the locked study door of the old manor. A silver candlestick lay beneath the desk, its wax fused to a page bearing secret Latin verses in faded ink. Every window had been bolted, yet the key to the study had vanished from her own coat pocket before dawn. Marlowe knelt slowly, knowing the mourners in the hall held the murderer there among their hushed and watchful eyes tonight.