The Master bedroom was originally meant as a conservatory for the second floor. Instead, Mister Boddy insisted it became his master bedroom, complete with the massive glass walls. If nothing else, the view was simply tremendous. But Mrs. Peacock wasn't talking about the view with her husband.
"I know it's happened before in our house, but it's ridiculous." Mrs. Peacock wasn't quite looking at her husband. "Anyone who cared about me wouldn't kill a good friend of mine. Even he admitted it must be natural causes."
There was a pause.
"You know... The body of the vagrant still hasn't been found."
"As it should be."
"I don't know what happened to her, but her memory should still be kept, correct?"
Miss Peach knocked twice on the door. Mrs. Peacock got up to answer, but the door was already opening.
"Oh! I wanted to talk with Mister Boddy...!"
"Wait, dear! You look like you've seen a ghost! Is everything alright!"
Miss Peach waiting a moment. "I didn't want to tell you in person...!"
"Tell me what, Miss?"
"R-Randy, the lawyer." She stumbled out. "He's dead...!"
