Picture this: the detective arrives at a dusty safehouse, expecting a showdown, but the client’s dead body is in a different room, wrapped in a newspaper. As the rain rattles the windows, the detective sees a framed photograph on the wall—two faces, identical. The twist? The dead body is the detective’s own doppelgänger, planted to mislead him into thinking he’s the victim, while the real killer is the client’s brother, using the double as a smokescreen to cover a murder of opportunity. The suspense? Every line he reads in the newspaper clues him to the real crime, and he’s racing against time to untangle the double life before the brother flips the switch and disappears into the night.