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Rain hammered the glass while Inspector Mara Venn entered the ballroom and found Sir Julian Hale beside the fallen chandelier. His white gloves were spotless yet one crimson thread clung to the silver cuff like a signature written for her. The orchestra had vanished before midnight though their chairs still circled the podium as if music might summon them back. A champagne coupe sweated on the piano beside a key that opened nothing in the house except the cellar door. Mara tasted the air and caught bitter almonds beneath perfume then saw the painted hostess smiling across the darkened hall. Outside thunder erased the gravel path and every footprint waited under the conservatory door like evidence patiently holding its breath. Then the lights failed and somewhere above them a woman laughed once before the house swallowed the sound completely again.