Chapter 7

S-His chest shuddered with his last breath and a faint phrase that sounded something like "Darn that stinking priest" (except he said something a little more vulgar...) lingered on his blue tinted lips. Something that looked a little but like glee flashed across the Sultry Scots piercing eyes. But it might have just been shock. The girls couldn't quite tell. Everyone was quickly ushered out of the station before the crime scene could be further contaminated. Unfortunately, before the girls and Poppy made it out she decided it would be the perfect time to relieve herself, right there, in the Popo Station.
B-Which contaminated the crime scene in a little bit of a different way than is usual. But it made it so the girls could stay a little longer (No one else was going to clean that filth up!) The coroner came and took the body to the morgue. There he tested the body to be sure it really was the Deadly Nightgrip Liquid, which it was. Nobody had any idea of how someone could have given it to him. It has to be dabbed into a small incision but none could be found. Curious, very curious.
S-It could have been a VERY small incision. One not really perceptible to the naked eye. The person who administered it would have to have been sneaky and also at least marginally clever. Not clever enough to stump us though! The girls set off to investigate other aspects of the town. They were very interested in speaking with the resident apothecary to see if he carried the Deadly Nightgrip Liquid. On the way there though they ran into the Sultry Scot weeping in desperation upon the cobbled road! (His dearest sister is dead! What do you expect?)
B-Betsy thinks it is a good idea to see his take on who killed his sister. So the girls stop, along with Poppy, and ask him some questions. Sarah tried to keep him on the subject but he kept on remarking on how shiny Betsy's hair was in the sun (she hadn't washed it in 3 days) or how red her lips were. So they didn't glean much much information from Sultry Scot, except that Betsy's hair looked good even after three day's of not washing it. They continued their search around town for any sort of clue, next stop.... The Apothecary!
S-As the girls walk up the bedraggled lane towards The Apothecary the discuss their suspects. So far no one is really standing out. This could mean that the murderer vaguely knows what he is doing or has just gotten really lucky. Probably the latter from the looks of the villagers. Poppy is sniffing happily along when she suddenly points to the left. A couple of twigs cracked and the sounds of shuffling leaves emanates from the leafy emerald foliage. The girls move into action. Sarah moves to the left of the sound and Betsy to they right, they let Poppy go and she sails into the bushes after the mysterious noise.
B-The girls wait with bated breath as Poppy searched the shrubbery for their spy. They close in on where Poppy is when suddenly... Out pops a squirrel! Betsy is so shocked that she falls smack on her behind! What a disappointment. The girls gather up Poppy and continue on their way to the Apothecary
S-As the approached the crest of the next knoll, a dusty, crooked building popped into sight. The girls approached it with a bit of apprehension because it had a very foreboding feeling about it. Poppy's jovial tail started to droop. A green smoke-like could drifted sluggishly out of the chimney. "This must be the Apothecary?" Sarah whispered, hoping it wasn't. "Appears so," Betsy replied. The girls tip-toed up the creaky steps and turned the iron handle.




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