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Heavy rain pelted the stained glass windows of Blackwood Manor. Detective Miller stood silently beside the wealthy Lord Blackwood's desk. The old aristocrat slumped forward with a silver dagger protruding. Crimson blood pooled slowly across the antique Persian rug underneath. A shattered teacup lay near his cold, lifeless right hand. The grandfather clock in the dark hallway struck midnight loudly. Someone inside this locked mansion had committed a brutal crime. Every single guest at the dinner party had a motive. Miller noticed a muddy footprint leading toward the velvet curtains. He drew his revolver and stepped into the dark shadows.