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Harold Fenton's lifeless body lay cold upon the dark marble floor, blood pooling slowly across his very expensive Persian rug. Detective Morrison arrived at the crime scene, stepping carefully around the officers who secured the entire area with yellow tape. The mansion's grand crystal chandelier cast eerie shadows across the blood-stained walls while music still played faintly from upstairs. Five suspects remained trapped inside the mansion estate tonight, each one knowing that the dead man hated them all equally. Morrison knelt slowly beside the frozen corpse, examining the single silver letter opener that plunged directly through Fenton's wounded heart. Everyone in this room had a motive tonight; the only question now was who struck that final fatal blow first.