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The cold rain fell hard on Ashford Manor that night. Detective Mara Quinn stepped slowly from her battered black sedan. Lord Edmund Vale had been found dead in his library. Nobody had touched the body since the young constable arrived. Mara knelt beside the armchair and studied the dark stain. Two untouched teacups sat on the tray, one still steaming. Someone had poured tea for two people that very evening. Yet the household swore only the victim had been home. Mara lifted the cup carefully, sniffing the bitter almond scent. Behind her, the heavy oak door creaked slowly open again. A man's voice said quietly, "You shouldn't be touching that." Mara turned slowly, already reaching inside for her silver badge. Fifteen minutes later, that same man would be dead too.