A Murder to Solve on a Sunday...

A woman was found dead outside her Manhattan home on a wintry Sunday afternoon. She was soon recognized to be Haylee Hart, a thirty four-year-old who worked at the Bankruptcy Firm downtown According to her husband, she was on her way home from a church session.Her husband was found at the scene of the crime, but he wasn't at church with her, and he claims she had been dead before he arrived. Some suspect he's the murderer. Other's feel sorry for his loss. How about you?
The only wound found was a hole too large to be from a bullet, but too deep for any knife to go through.
What's the murder weapon?
Who murdered her to begin with and what was there motive?
Could it possibly be an angry, bankrupt client? Or her husband?
Let's find out...

Anyvon can join. Ve need detectives, ve need suspects! Letsa go!

Name:
Age:
Looks:
Suspect or Detective:
Other:

My charrie is the husband.

Name: James Hart
Age: 35
Looks:
Suspect or Detective: Suspect
Other: Cheated on his wife, but she didn't know that.

Gah, I would join, but I am suffering from writer's block I've been staring at the screen forever and I can't come up with a charrie

aw. that's okay

Anyvon? noh?
Pleassee

Name: Ambrosia Hale
Age: 29
Looks: long black hair with a silver streak, deep unnatural blue eyes, long legs.
Suspect or Detective: Detective
Other: a murder mystery writer, very good at reading people.

yay!

sounds exciting

oh yes

The murder weapon was actually an

an... now you got me all wanting to know what it is!

I already said. Its an

Team.Potter wrote:I already said. Its an

sorry i don't get it.

I'm telling you!
The murder weapon was an

oh ok

XD

sorry lol sleep deprivation

No problem

I'll start and people can just join in whenever as like, a newly hired detective or newly found suspect... whatever.

James: I intertwine my hair with my fingers in frustration. "How many times do I have to tell you?" I ask the detective. "I. Didnt. Kill. My. Wife! Why the hell would I marry her if I was just going to kill her, huh? It's absolutely ridiculous!"

Cmon peepperonis!

I has to join!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Name: Alana Lockehart
Age: 21
Looks:
Suspect or Detective: Detetive.
Other: Has Urkel-style glasses and is really smart-- she went to Harvard at 13-- and opinionated

OMG.... she looks TOO familiar.... who is she??

AYAY! so your charrie can be interrogating James!

Sure thing! And, here's a hint, she dyed her hair red to match her characters personality...

Alana: "Money, maybe? You'd get insurance right? Or maybe just because you were angry with her?" I stare down at the reports.

AH! SHE'S FROM VICTORIOUS!

James: "Money." I scoff. "If anything, I had the money. And I could never be angry with her... Listen." I stare at the detective, a young girl, desperatley. "You seem smart. You can't.... you cant possibly believe this bull!"

Haha! Yep! She's Cat.

Alana: If he showed more emotion, maybe I'd be remotely enticed and believe him. I push my glasses up on my nose. I went to Harvard at Thirteen! For crying out loud. Of course I'm smart. "No amount of peacocking could make me emphathize with you. I'm just doing my job. You were there when your wife was killed."

James: "No," I say irritably. "I was at work. I came to the house, and she was lying on the sidewalk." This was not happening. People thought I killed my wife.

((notice how his thoughts don't give anything away... I mean, whether he did it or not >))

(*shakes fist in the air* My job just got a whole lot tougher )

Alana: I'll reeeaaaaaaaalllllly need an asprin after this. "Okay, then, Mr. Hart, do you have any proof? Some... references? Such as your boss, co-workers, or any type of employer?"

James: "Yes! Ask any one of them! I was at work until six yesterday!" ((they determined she had died two hours before James got home FYI))