Annabeth was getting ready for bed when the sun went down and the snowstorm began. She knew as soon as the first few snowflakes began to fall that it was going to be a big storm. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be able to leave her apartment for a decent amount of time. Which was fine with her. She needed her time away from work, too much was going on. Having the autopsy file was proving to be too much responsibility for Annabeth. She thought about it obsessively. So much time had passed since Mr. Evans had been murdered and the murder was still at large. It made Annabeth nervous. As a blanket of snow covered the town outside, Annabeth thought back to when she suspected Lamar for the murder because of how off-putting he was. She laughed to herself, she now knew this to be incorrect. She thought back to when she first saw the autopsy and the cause of death, a puncture wound to the abdomen. The image of the autopsy stuck so firmly in her mind, she didn’t think she would forget a thing ab...
As the sun beams rose above the horizon, Annabeth’s high heel clad foot pounded on the sidewalk. In fact, Annabeth hardly noticed the rising sun as she rushed to work. It wasn’t usual for Annabeth to be in a rush for work but it was unusual for her to be trying to get to work at this hour. A scheduling mistake left Annabeth rushing for a 7:30 appointment. It was at that moment that Annabeth’s stomach growled reminding her that she forgot to eat breakfast this morning. She glanced at her watch, it read 7:02. She had time to pop into Alice’s and order some breakfast. Alice greeted Annabeth with a smile and handed her a menu as she walked in. Deciding that sitting at the booth by herself would look depressing, Annabeth settled at the counter-top that wrapped around the kitchen. The smells that floated from the kitchen were enough to make her want to order everything off the menu. A voice in the back of her mind reminded her of all the hard work she put into losing weight in high sch...