I decided to start an investigation to hold the murderer accountable, and also we had nothing else to do. We were kind of trapped in the middle of nowhere.
"EVERYONE INTERROGATION CALL!!" I screamed "GET IN THE CABIN!" Everyone started slowlymaking their way to the cabin. "1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9" I was doing headcount "Where's the last one there are 10 of us,"
"He's still in his bed i saw him when I was getting up,"
"Ugh.. fine i'll go wake him up," I stumbled over to the quarters,"
"GET UP!" I screeched
"NO!"
"DO I NEED TO DRAG YOU OUT OF THIS CAR!"
He opened the door "Fine,"
Eventually we were all in the cabin "Ok so, this is how this is going to work. I'm going to call one person in at a time and then you will follow me into the party room. Then i'm going to ask you some questions, and you will answer them if you don't want to be a suspect,"
"When did we vote for you to be the detective," the woman that I punched before said snarkily.
"Unless you want a matching black eye I suggest you play my way," I said. "You know what since your so keen to comment on the investigation why don't you go first,"
"Ugh.." she said, giving me a piercing glare. She followed me into the party room.
"Name,"
"Betty Schmidt,"
"Occupation,"
"Accountant,"
"Cool, me too," I said sarcastically "did you have a connection with the deceased.
"Why would I talk to a dusty train worker,"
"Narcissistic, ok"
"WHAT DID YOU CA-"
"What were you doing the from the time you got on the train to now,"
"Ugh..fine," she said "Well when I got on the train I didn't do a lot. All I did was order some Champagne.
"Did you go to the party?"
"Yes, and I saw you making quite a scene with that Ernest man,"
My face turned bright red, but I tried to remain calm "What were you doing,"
"Well.. not a lot I was just talking with my husband Edward and I ordered a few drinks,"
"Hmmm... an alcoholic"
"DON'T PLAY WITH ME I SAW YOU AT THE BAR YOU-"
"You can leave I'm done with you," she walked out and I followed her to get my next person
"Edward, Can you come in please.
Betty's husband stood up and walked over to the room and sat down
"Name?"
"You just called my name why do you need it,"
"It's procedure, now answer my question,"
"Edward Shmidt,"
"Occupation?"
"Bank Secretary,"
"Do you have a connection with the deceased?"
"No,"
"What were you doing from the moment you got on the train to now?"
"Well, when we first got on the train I had an argument with my wife and th-,"
YOU ARE READING
Bye Bye Berlin
Mystery / ThrillerThe year was 1912 the economy was booming and me and nine others were about to go on the most luxurious and well sought after train in all of Germany