Run: 2026-10-08-01M4DACJVVD3CC90Z9Q8A1203X

The rain had not stopped for three days. Detective Mara Voss stepped carefully over the puddles. Yellow tape fluttered across the iron gate. Somewhere behind the mansion, a dog barked twice. She pulled her collar higher against the wind. Officer Dan Reyes met her at the door. His face looked pale beneath the porch light. "The body is upstairs, in the library," he said. Mara nodded and followed him up the creaking staircase. Every step echoed through the silent, empty house. At the top, a single lamp still burned. Its amber glow spilled across the blood-spattered carpet. Mara knelt beside the victim and studied her hands. Ink stained the fingertips of her right hand. Someone had been writing until the very end.