Julian Blackwood
Younger brother
Charming, twice bankrupt, and living at the manor on Edmund's sufferance. Julian insists he spent the blackout fetching candles from the butler's pantry — though he returned without any.

Manor House · 2026-07-15
A toast is raised at Blackwood Manor — and the host never lowers his glass.
Lord Edmund Blackwood invited four guests to an intimate dinner to announce, as his handwritten invitations put it, "a decision that will settle the family's affairs for good." The decision was never announced. Between the main course and dessert, the lights failed for less than a minute — and when they returned, Lord Blackwood was slumped over his untouched glass of port, dead.
The manor sits an hour from the nearest town, the telephone line was cut by the evening storm, and the staff had been dismissed for the night at his lordship's own instruction. Whoever killed Edmund Blackwood was sitting at his table, raised a glass to his health, and is still in the house.
Four guests. Four alibis that cannot all be true. The port was poisoned — but the bottle was opened at the table, and the glass never left his hand. Someone in that dining room knows how it was done.
Master of Blackwood Manor
Sixty-one, twice widowed, and famously exacting. Edmund spent his final months quietly meeting with his solicitor and auditing decades of family accounts. He told his valet the dinner would be "the end of a long deception" — and no one at the table admits to knowing what he meant.
Younger brother
Charming, twice bankrupt, and living at the manor on Edmund's sufferance. Julian insists he spent the blackout fetching candles from the butler's pantry — though he returned without any.
Housekeeper of thirty years
The only person Edmund trusted with the cellar keys and his correspondence. She served the port herself, and her hands, the guests agree, were shaking before the lights went out.
Business partner
Co-owner of the Blackwood shipping concern. He arrived with a contract Edmund refused to sign and a temper he refused to hide. Renwick swears he never left his seat in the dark — but his chair was found pushed back a full stride from the table.
Ward and niece
Raised at the manor since she was orphaned at nine, and the presumed heir — until, she admits, Edmund summoned her that morning and warned her "not to count on kindness." She was the one who screamed when the lights returned.
Case Status
UNSOLVED
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