Tammy went upstairs to accompany my mom, who was apparently locked up in her childhood room sobbing. I swore that I wouldn't mourn until I found the murderer.
Fifteen minutes later, Detective Steve Witherman came back. He shook his head and sighed, "I ran a complete overview of the house, but I found no evidence suggesting who the murderer could be. Now, I need cake to blow off some steam."
I went to the bathroom. I did my business, but then, I realized that the rope in the trash can was gone. That was suspicious. I took out my phone and typed it in on the notes app. I continued writing until I got a this list:
Evidence:
Thompson dead.
Rope in trash can.
Bella stabbed with cake knife.
Knife had all of our prints.
Rope gone??
This wasn't enough info. I needed more. And I was going to find more. I began to form a plan to gather more evidence, when I heard the scream.
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The Murder House Mystery
Mystery / ThrillerTen year old Tobias 'Toby' Ernshack is going to a party, but little does he know how horribly everything is going to go. ~~ If you had the chance to fool around in a huge country house, you'd take it, wouldn't you? I took that chance. It was perfe...
