Jelos' Final Case

When the great detective Jerrolds Sterling slowly trimmed his iconic Havana cigar and stepped into the gravel-paved courtyard of Chateau Bofill with slow steps, the afternoon sun was shining through the ancient vines, casting mottled light and shadow on his elegant tweed jacket. He thought this was just an ordinary tasting where he could indulge in wine and chat. However, the owner of the winery, William Bofill, fell to death in a pool of blood (actually due to poisonous hair). The blood-stained grape leaf clutched in his hand was like an ominous footnote, announcing the end of his leisurely time. Jaros knew that his sharp brain and tongue that tasted fine wine would be forced into a battle with evil again.