The suprise

Chapter 1

"no, Dave the id love to help, but clearly I don't have the skills to sell shit. -yep ok I get it but we need more sales or this motherfuckers going bankrupt."
Nancy says as she clutches the steering wheel.
She worked for a business that sold furniture. But not normal furniture, the kind that people, mainly rich people bought and used for decorative purposes. She hung up the phone and tossed it on the passenger seat next to her. She was tried and hungry and just wanted to get home. Not to mention it was her birthday but she wasn't as excited as she used to be. She pulled into her long driveway and into the garage. You could say Nancy was wealthy, but her job hasn't been the best lately, so she's been worried about her bills and keeping her house. She got out of the car and exited the garage, taking a left and going up the stairs to her house. The house was gorgeous. It was painted white with a red door and beautiful windows plastered on the house. There were columns supporting part of the house,but it looked fabulous. Along some of the stairs and by the door where potted plants and- of course her teenage son (Zach's) bike was sitting right in the middle of them. "Jesus Zach.." she mumbled as she moved it aside and kept walking up the stairs. She took out her keys and entered the house. It was oldy quiet. "Too quiet" she thought. She looked around the house and finally reached the kitchen. It was disastrous. Blood smeared on the wall, almost like a bloody hand dragged across it,leading out to the back door. She took a step and realized the floor was wet.. with blood. She gagged and didn't dare move anymore. She was in shock from what the scene in front of her revealed. As she was turning the corner a gut feeling told her to look in the backyard, so she walked across the house following the blood trail, and opened the back door. She let out a scream before dropping to the floor on her knees. She couldn't move. Her body was numb. She saw a small party set up in her backyard with a banner along a picnic table saying "happy birthday mom!" , and next to the table where her husband , and her two children's corpses laying there with what almost looked like bullet wounds. All. Over. Their. Torsos. She got up and ran over to the scene, hysterically. And saw what looked like to be written in blood was one word. 'Suprise.' Written in on the white table cloth.

Time skip at the questioning room at the police station

" Ma'am... I know this is so hard on you, but we need you to answer just a few questions so we can investigate this case further and find out who and what caused this.."
Nancy looked at the police officer with a blank stare.
"I don't even think I said goodbye before I left the house this morning for work.." her blue eyes started to water after physically not being able to cry for hours.