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Rain tapped the library windows while Inspector Hale carefully studied the dead financier slumped across his large polished mahogany desk. A single brass clock ticked loudly beside the body, and nobody had yet touched the strange bloody silver letter opener. The right hand of the victim clutched a torn page filled with numbers, names, and one ominous handwritten final warning. Outside, the fierce storm rattled every window, but the locked study door offered the frightened guests no easy escape tonight. Inspector Hale knelt slowly, studied the carpet fibers, and noticed three fresh muddy footprints leading toward the heavy velvet curtains. Behind those heavy curtains, a hidden safe hung open, and its missing contents seemed far more dangerous than the corpse. Hale turned toward the silent guests and asked one quiet question that made every pale face in the room flinch.