Eleanor poked at the food on her tray with her hands, pretending not to be listening to her parents conversation.
"Dear, what's happened with your new case?" Asked her mother before placing a forkful of green things in her mouth.
"There's been a murder. Man by the name of Arthur Lorrington. A local he was, part time work at the bar, part time work at the clinic. Little bit here, little bit there. He seemed like a guy that laid low, you know? Not really one to make friends or enemies. But what with the multiple stab wounds in his chest, I am inclined to think otherwise." Her father was less polite than her mother and didn't waste time with niceties, putting loads of food into his mouth while talking.
"Uh oh. Any clues?"
"Not just yet. The house is free of fingerprints so far but we're keeping on looking into it."
"Ok de- Eleanor! What on earth do you think you're doing! How many times have I told you, DON'T PLAY WITH YOUR FOOD."
Eleanor shoved a handful of whatever into her mouth and chewed openly and loudly.
"I'n noch prayngh wif my fofhg." She swallowed it and smiled cheesily.
"You shall be the death of me yet." Her mother stood up and collected her own and her fathers plates.
"Now let daddy take you to bed and read you a story. Go straight to sleep."
"But you said that Logan was coming over for the night." Eleanor whined, kicking the legs of her highchair.
"Fine. Honey, would you mind walking over and collecting Logan from next door. But first get Ellie out of her chair, she'll have to put herself to bed." Eleanor squealed and as soon as she was out of her chair she ran upstairs. Well, "ran". More like hobbled.
She changed into her footie pajamas and struggled, but succeeded, to pull out her trundler bed.
Soon enough, Logan came barrelling up the stairs, jumping into his spot in the bed.
"What happened?" Oh Logan, he was always so observant.
"You'll never guess!"
"I bet I will."
"Too bad. There's been a murder!" Logans eyes widened.
"Really?!"
"Uh huh. He's been stabbed in the chest mathical times."
"Mathical?"
"I dunno." She shrugged, trying to remember the real world.
"Multiple?"
"Yup, that one."
"Mhm."
"Ok." They ended up both just nodding awkwardly.
"So what are we going to do about it?" Logan finally spoke up.
"We're going to investigate of course!"
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How To Solve A Murder - For Toddlers
Mystery / ThrillerEleanor King has just met Logan... just in time for Arthur Lorrington to meet fate. After being brutally stabbed 14 times in the chest, Arthur's day isn't really looking up. His death is somewhat tragic, and somewhat intriguing. His perpetrator has...
