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Cold November rain pounded fiercely against the shattered parlor window. Lord Blackwood lay motionless upon the expensive crimson Persian rug. A silver letter opener protruded starkly from his silent chest. Detective Arthur Miller knelt cautiously beside the pale lifeless body. He noticed muddy footprints leading directly toward the locked library. The grandfather clock chimed midnight through the eerily quiet mansion. Nobody had left this isolated island estate since Tuesday evening. That meant the ruthless killer remained trapped inside these walls. Miller drew his heavy service revolver and checked the shadows. Suddenly, a woman screamed loudly from the dark upstairs gallery.