Amy Phipps - Amanda Blakemore 01 - A Bazaar Murder Read Online Free PDF Page B

help with.”
    “There should be some more boxes of decorations downstairs. I might need your help carrying them up the steps.” Margaret said and motioned for her to follow.
    Walking down the stairs to the basement they made their way past the emergency exit that led outside. “I didn't know there was a basement under the shelter house.” Amanda commented surprised.
    “It's used for storage.” Margaret answered and gave out a startled cry. She entered the room first and suddenly grabbed Amanda by the arm.
    Amanda turned to see what her grandmother saw, there on the floor was Florence Hardy. She was lying on the floor her eyes fixed open staring at the ceiling and her lips were purplish blue. Grabbing her cell from her pocket and dialed 911. Margaret rushed forward and placed two fingers to the side of Florence’s carotid artery. Nothing. Margaret sighed, “Tell them she's dead.”
    “Dead!” Amanda squeaked placing her hand over her mouth.
    “We also need the Sheriff.” She informed.
    “Sheriff......What......Why?” Amanda stammered.
    “I don't think this was a natural death.” Margaret announced shaking her head.
    “What....This was probably a heart attack or something.”Amanda reasoned her blue eyes wide with shock.
    “I would have thought that too but look at the side of her neck there is a drop of blood.” Margaret without touching the body.
    “So...” At that moment the operator came on the phone and their conversation stopped.
    Turning off her phone and putting in back in her pocket. “She said they will be here soon.”
    Margaret turned and grabbed Amanda by the arm looking her straight in the eye. Margaret's face took on a very serious expression. “Amanda I need to go upstairs and tell everyone what has happened, and I need you to do something for me. It's very important.”
    “Of course, anything.” Shaking her head in confusion still staring at the body lying lifeless on the floor. 
    “I need you to take pictures of the entire room and the body as fast as you can.” Jerking her eyes away from the body to stare at Margaret as if she had lost her mind.
    “Like crime scene photos... that's crazy!” Pulling free from her grandmother's grasp.
    Margaret looked directly into Amanda's eyes with determination and exclaimed. “We are going to figure out who did this!”
    “I think we should leave this to the police.” Amanda pleaded.
    “Trust me, Sheriff Thomas is not going to to solve this if left to his own devices.” Grabbing Amanda by the arm again she pleaded. “Please, help me with this.”
    Amanda had never seen her grandmother so desperate she sighed. “Fine.....but just for the record I'm not comfortable being left alone with a dead body.”
    “Thank you” Margaret sighed with relief. “Now hurry......Oh and absolutely do not touch anything.”
    “I know that.” Rolling her eyes she grabbed her phone from her pocket and got to work.”I've seen CSI, before.” 
     
    Moments later the storage room was swarming with police. Sheriff Thomas was talking to his Deputy about something that Amanda couldn't hear. Margaret and Amanda waited patiently right outside of the storage room to be questioned by the police. This was taking forever, Amanda thought. The police just kept walking past them ignoring that they were even standing there. They were just stepping over Florence's body like it was a mud hole and they didn't want to get there boots dirty. One deputy was even talking to his girlfriend on his cell phone, well she assumed it was his girlfriend he kept calling her “Sweetheart” and “Baby.” She noticed that Margaret let out a long breath and placed her hands on her hips before very loudly clearing her throat.
    Sheriff Thomas glanced over to where they were standing and rolled his eyes before making his way over to them. “Is there something I can help you with Mrs. Blakemore?” He asked in a sarcastic tone.
    “As a matter of fact there is.” She returned in a very