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The rain hammered Inspector Graves. He found Lord Ashworth dead. Blood pooled beneath the desk. A knife gleamed beside him. The study door stood locked. Windows were latched from inside. Only footprints marked wet carpet. They belonged to someone missing. Graves knelt beside the corpse. His skin was still warm. Then the telephone rang again. Graves lifted the receiver slowly. Silence answered his cautious hello. Behind him, floorboards creaked ominously. He turned, revolver already drawn.