Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K60A2VHG12P3G6T689P1B0

Rain hammered the cobblestones outside the Whitaker mansion at midnight. Inspector Harlow ducked beneath the sagging flapping yellow police tape. The victim lay sprawled across the cold marble foyer floor. A crystal decanter shattered nearby, scattering amber whisky everywhere silently. No footprints marked the pristine snow beyond the locked window. Yet the front door had been securely bolted from inside.