Perekondlik asi - Rex Stout

He was lying on his back on the ground with his head towards me and his feet towards the wardrobe door on the right wall. I had never seen anything like it before. Something similar could be achieved by pressing a thick layer of pie dough onto a man's face and sprinkling the bottom part with blood. Of course he was dead. I had just crouched down to make sure, when there was three loud knocks on the door with something. I went and pulled the latch and NERO WOLFE was behind the door.