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Victor Lance was a good man, those who knew him closely would say. He was a philanthropist, father and occasionally would voluntarily insist he see his morbid mother-in-law out of the supposed kindness of his heart. He did not know how to hurt a bug, his own mother would say, and that he had the tendencies of an innocent child yet to be disturbed by the ugly essence of the real world.
It was this factor, many had said, that made the murder of Victor Lance so horribly horrifying. No one had seen it coming. No one knew why anyone would want to hurt such a lovely man.
But the murder was done with an incentive, the renowned Inspector stated firmly. There was no doubt about it.
But what that incentive was, which the Inspector was soon to discover, would leave him an unfathomable state of shock for the rest of his entire life...