Seargeant Teal wandered about the Trophy Room, inspecting the various specimens on display. Mr. Grey certainly seemed to have a fetish for deer--or, at least, the stuffed and lifeless kind. He reached out, absently, his mind elsewhere, not really paying attention to what he was doing, and touched the antler of one of the mounted heads. To his great surprise, the antler moved under his hand, bending down like a lever on the head of the deer, which stared glassily at him with a somewhat, he felt, accusatory expression.
Just as the investigator was afraid that he had broken it, there was an audible "click" from somewhere, and a grinding noise; and then a display case swung aside to reveal a hidden staircase, going down. His pulse racing, Teal ducked his head and climbed carefully into the passage. After navigating the winding stairs--dark, lit only by the faintest trickle of light from the eaves--he ended up at a kind of sliding door. Putting his hands against the panel, and pushing, he felt it slide aside.
He stepped into the well-lit room, which he now recognized as the Wine Cellar. The discovery boggled him--who knew how many other secret passages might be hidden throughout the mansion?
He had no time to reflect on this, however. One of his men, whom he recognized as Detective Navy, was hurrying toward him, grey-faced. "Sir," said Navy, "the killer has struck again. A body has been found in the Kitchen."
Teal groaned. Hurrying after the younger detective, he ran to the Kitchen, where, just as Navy had said, a grisly sight awaited him. There, sprawled upon the tile floor, was the lifeless corpse of Miss Rainbow; it looked like she had been throttled to death.
*BONG* The huge grandfather clock in the foyer rings out eleven times, signalling that the time is now 11:00 P.M.