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The sound of the shutter echoed in the quiet room as Hercule Poirot took a photograph of a young woman lying on the ground. She had been shot, and her body was sprawled out on the floor in a lifeless pose. Poirot couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over him as he developed the photograph in the darkroom.