Annabeth Willis Apt. # 0502E

Cause of Death: Puncture wound to the stomach That was what Annabeth was greeted with when she entered work. The autopsy of Mr. Evans laid on her desk. Flipping the file open, everything fell into her lap. Not literally but figuratively, She now knew the details. All the gory details. With that in mind, a part of her started to wonder if this would make her a target of some kind. Thinking back to the invitation she received from Lamar just yesterday. If Lamar could find her and already knew what she knew about Mr. Evans, so could the killer. If they were still even out there. In her state of panic, Annabeth considered not attending Lamar’s get together at Alice’s 24 hour dinner. What if Lamar was actually the killer and he was trying to throw everyone off by seeing how much they knew. And then he would also killed whoever knew the most. Annabeth’s level of panic increases significantly, considering the fact that she probably knew the most as someone with the autopsy right in front ...

One week had passed since the tragic events that struck Annabeth’s new residence. She didn’t personally know Mr. Evans nor had she ever had a conversation with that lasted more than a few seconds. However, she still felt impacted by his death, the whole town seemed to actually. It was like the sun had gone away, taking any sense of normality with. What replaced the sun was a giant storm cloud that refused to leave. Everyone seemed different, even to Annabeth, who hardly knew anyone, she could tell the town was emitting a different vibe. And she did not like it one bit. Annabeth was at work when she heard of the upcoming event. At first, she thought it was a ridiculous idea, the people in this town wouldn’t go to a concert only a week after someone was murder. Much less the concert of someone no one knew. Annabeth was wrong, a rare occurrence. The sun was slowly coming back with the storm cloud retreating as people began leaving their houses in excitement for Conrad’s concert. Walking h...