May 21, 2017
Intermission - Raven Fell
A Mr. Davenport had found his faithless wife in bed with the mailman. The faithless wife and the mailman had suddenly gone missing. Mr. Davenport had ended his own life before admitting to his heinous crimes or disclosing where the bodies could be found.
She trailed her fingers over the expensive livingroom furniture. The decor screamed luxury and quality, a far cry from the used secondhand furniture they'd had growing up. Mr. and Mrs. Davenport had good taste!
Mr. Davenport had likely walked up these very steps the morning he'd murdered his wife and her lover. Tingles!
With a resolute grin, she pulled the last item from her overnight bag - her precious laptop.
From her conversation with the real estate agent, she knew that there was an upstairs office down the hall. Quickly, she rounded the corner and peeked in the rooms until she found the rickety old desk.
Quickly, she tapped in her passwords and logged into the account.
There, she thought smugly as she pressed the final key. Lacie Black-Wolff was no more.