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Rain hammered the old manor. Thunder shook every dark window. Inside, the grandfather clock stopped. Lady Ashford screamed at midnight. The guests rushed downstairs quickly. They found the library door. It was locked from inside. The butler broke it open. Lord Ashford lay perfectly still. A silver dagger gleamed nearby. Blood stained the Persian rug. Nobody spoke for a moment. Then Doctor Harlow knelt down. He checked for a pulse. "He is dead," he whispered. Detective Graves stepped from shadows. No one saw him arrive. He studied each pale face. "Nobody leaves this house tonight." The storm raged on outside. Somewhere, a floorboard creaked softly. One of them was lying.