Murder of Mrs.Schmidt

In a picture-perfect village, its borders hugged by an ancient, whispering forest, a serene life was interrupted by a horrifying incident. Nestled in the heart of the village was the grand, two-story home of Mrs. Schmidt, a wealthy octogenarian revered for her kindheartedness. She was found lifeless within the confines of her ornate home, not from natural causes as one might expect, but from a more sinister circumstance – a cold-blooded murder.

Mrs. Schmidt lived a life of seclusion, with only her domestic help for company. There were three constant figures in her life – the Gardener, the Cook, and the Doctor. Their paths intersected with Mrs. Schmidt’s daily, rendering them the prime suspects when she was found lifeless.

The Gardener, a hulking man with the physical traits of a lifetime in the fields – hardened, calloused hands and a skin weathered by the sun, was the force behind the vibrant, colorful tapestry of Mrs. Schmidt's garden. It was a spectacle, a testament to the careful tending and labor of love that he infused into his craft daily. On the ill-fated day, he arrived early, just as the nascent rays of the sun started etching light onto the world. He affirmed that he did not see Mrs. Schmidt that day, engrossed as he was with his beloved plants. He wrapped up his work by noon, leaving the sprawling garden in a state of manicured perfection.

The Cook, a woman in her prime with a warmth that radiated in her voice and the comforting aroma of her cooking, was responsible for feeding Mrs. Schmidt's robust appetite. Despite her age, the old lady never compromised on her love for gourmet meals, which were served to her as a late lunch. The Cook vividly remembered that on the fateful day, she saw Mrs. Schmidt resting quietly in her bedroom. Choosing not to disturb her, she prepared a lavish meal, laid it on the grand dining table, and exited the house, ensuring she left the kitchen spotless.

The Doctor, an elderly man with years of medical experience under his belt and a comforting aura, was tasked with Mrs. Schmidt's health upkeep. His routine house call was due in the late evening. However, on that ominous day, he found the front door of Mrs. Schmidt's house locked from the inside. He knocked repeatedly, but all his attempts to rouse her were met with a concerning silence. Worried but not overly alarmed, he assumed the old woman must be in a deep slumber, so he left with a promise to himself to return the next morning.

But the next morning brought grim news. Mrs. Schmidt was found dead. The local police were summoned, and the coroner was immediately dispatched to the scene. The silence of the house was replaced by the grim hum of hushed voices and muffled footsteps as the officials scoured for evidence. The coroner confirmed that Mrs. Schmidt had been murdered, and the time of death was estimated to be in the early morning hours.

The tranquility of the once idyllic village was shattered. The murder of a cherished resident left a chilling question hanging in the air – who could commit such a horrific act? Who among the three - the Gardener, the Cook, or the Doctor - could have possibly murdered the beloved Mrs. Schmidt?