The Isidor Fink Locked-Room Murder

It started like any other night in 1929 New York… until neighbors heard screams from

a small laundry shop. Police rushed over, but the door was bolted from the

inside. The windows? Nailed shut. No one could get in,

or out. They lifted a small boy through a window above the door to unbolt it from within.

When they entered, the shop was silent. Nothing stolen. Nothing broken. And then… they found

him. Isidor Fink. Three bullets to the chest. Shot at close range.

But no gun. No secret exits. No trapdoors. Just a locked room… and a dead man.

To kill him, the shooter had to be inside. To escape, they had to vanish.