I stood by the entrance, adjusting my tie in the reflection of a polished brass pillar. My name is Detective Thomas Miller. I wasn’t here on duty; my badge was tucked discreetly inside my jacket pocket, a heavy reminder of the world outside this gilded cage. But a cop never really takes a day off. You learn to read rooms, not just crime scenes. And this room felt… wrong. The tension was thicker than the floral arrangements.

Then, chaos erupted near the altar.

“It’s gone! Oh my God, it’s gone!”