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The autumn wind howled through the ancient oak trees surrounding the Blackwood Manor as darkness fell completely upon the village. Inspector Mara stood alone on the winding cobblestone path, her long black coat flapping wildly in the freezing September storm. She had received the urgent telegram three hours ago warning her about the murder discovered in the dark east wing. The victim was Lord Blackwood himself, found slumped over his mahogany desk with blood staining the expensive white Persian rug. A single candelabra lay shattered nearby, its crystal pieces scattered across the hardwood floor like diamonds on expensive black velvet. Mara knelt beside the cold body, her gloved hand hovering over the pale wrist checking desperately for any faint pulse. Nothing, only the silence of the dead and the ticking clock on the mantelpiece above the large cold stone fireplace. She noticed the peculiar symbol carved into the desk surface, a crimson spiral that seemed to pulse with hidden meaning. Three suspects waited in the library, their dark eyes avoiding hers while the rain lashed against the tall Gothic windows. The game had begun, and only one of them could be lying about their whereabouts during the storm last night.