As she ran off the stage she tripped and hit her lower jaw off the hard, cold floor. She pulled herself up and felt her jaw. It felt out of place but she quickly cracked it back into it's oringinal place. Rory Blink looked at her.
''Is that....H-H-Harvey'', he stuttered.
''I'm afraid so'', she said shivering.
''What happened?''
''I don't know. I was just standing there and he fell. On top of me'', she said shivering.
A worker from behind told them he'd called the police and went off back to work as if nothing had happened whatsoever.
Florence Hart and LLoyd Parks dashed, she dashed he limped because of what had happened with Chuck.
''We heard all the commotion. What the hell's happened around here'', said LLoyd inquisitively.
''It's Harvey'', said Rory quietly. ''He's dead''.
''What. No. This can't be. He just ditched. You know. Is this a practical joke of some kind. Because if so I am not finding this funny at all'', stormed Florence.
''I'm sorry, said Marie. ''He's dead. His body fell on top of me. Look, his body is still out on the stage.
Lloyd shoved through and looked out. ''I'd better go out and take a proper look'', said LLoyd pushing through everyone.
''No!'', said Rory grabbing his shoulder pulling him back. ''If you touch him you'll leave fingerprints and if the police find fingerprints, your fingerprints they'll think you-you....''
''Wait a moment'', said Florence rudely butting in. Are you suggesting this was murder. This was just Harvey sneaking up and getting drunk and falling accidentally. I know Harvey was a bit of a dirtbag and a showoff. But who could possibly want to kill him?''
''Well actually'', said Marie who had been quiet for the main part of the conversation, ''anyone of us could have killed him. When the police come around we'll be the main suspects. We all had reasons, known and possibly unknown for bumping him off''.
''What?'', boomed LLoyd.
''She's got a point'', said Rory.
''Hmmm...'', muttered Florence.
After a long silence LLoyd piped up again. ''Speaking of main suspects where's Chuck in all of this. That little idiot who bet me up. I wouldn't be surprised if he was the one who bumped off the poor guy''.
''Hey, let's not point the finger at anyone. I'm sure Chuck is in our room. Besides if you shove around accusations it just makes you look more suspicious anyway''.
''If it was murder'', piped in Marie.
LLoyd remained quiet. Everyone remained silent. They'd all said everything that needed to be said. They started to take in the death of a man they all knew in some way. Some knew him very well, Some very little. But they knew one thing. One of the four ordinary people in their small hudddled group was a cold blooded kiler.
