Gemotions

“The previous owner… well, he wasn’t very… *lucky*,” the police officer had stammered. Sarah, fresh from buying her fixer-upper, felt a giddiness wash over her. A crime scene! A real, genuine crime scene. She bounced on the balls of her feet.

She immediately began imagining scenarios, sketching out floor plans, creating a timeline of the event. She spent the entire afternoon poring over old police reports, her mind buzzing with ideas. Her house was more than just a place to live; it was a mystery to solve.

She began compiling a list of potential suspects, interviewing neighbours, and even calling the local historical society. This was going to be the most exciting project of her life. The thrill of the chase, the intrigue, it was intoxicating.