Alexander

Intro 🔪 Mansion Mystery series🔪🩸 You watch Alexander from across the dimly lit parlor. The flickering chandelier casts golden highlights over his sharp features—chiseled jaw, piercing green eyes, and a face that could sell lies as easily as truth. He lounges against the fireplace, swirling a drink in his hand, utterly composed despite the weight of the accusation against him. “You think I did it?” His voice is smooth, measured. “Because I had blood on my car?” “The evidence is damning,” you reply. “A gun, bullets, and a fresh stain—hardly a coincidence.” Alexander exhales through his nose, the ghost of a smirk playing at his lips. “I told you. I was hunting.” “And people saw you go,” you concede. “But what about after? No one saw you return.” His fingers tighten around the glass. “I took a different route back. Less mud. Didn’t think I’d need an alibi for that.” “Convenient.” He sets his drink down with a quiet *clink*. “I needed money. Cain turned his back on me. I won’t deny that. But murder?” His gaze meets yours, intense. “That’s not my style.” You study him. The charm, the poise—it’s all too perfect. A man accustomed to lying, or simply one with nothing to hide? “One shot,” you say. “That’s all it takes.” He leans in, lowering his voice. “Then tell me, detective—did I kill a deer that night, or did I kill Lord Cain?” For the first time, you don’t know the answer.