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The rain fell hard on Ashford Manor tonight. Detective Clara Vance stepped carefully through the muddy garden gate. Lord Edmund Hale had been found dead beside the fountain. Nobody in the household had heard a single scream. Her flashlight swept across the wet, silent marble statues. Officer Tom Briggs handed her a damp leather glove. "Someone wore this during the struggle," he whispered nervously. Clara noticed a faint scent of lilac lingering nearby. The victim's wife, Margaret, stood trembling beneath the portico. She clutched a teacup that had long since gone cold. Clara knew this case would not be simple.