Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K59PVT0T42X68GK3FEPA8P

Detective Mara Quinn arrived at Blackwood Manor precisely as midnight rain hammered the crumbling stone facade relentlessly without any mercy. The butler waited beneath flickering porch light, his pale hands clutching a silver tray bearing one unsealed envelope for her. Inside the grand library, Lord Ashcombe lay sprawled across his desk, blood pooling beneath his immaculate white shirt still warm. Quinn noticed shattered glass scattered near the fireplace, despite all windows remaining firmly locked from the inside tonight without exception. Someone had murdered him between ten and eleven, yet every guest claimed complete ignorance regarding his final moments last evening. The envelope on the tray contained only four chilling words: You will be next, Mara written in fresh red ink.