Annabeth Willis Apt. # 0502E

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...