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Twilight at the Inn: Part Two - Jasmine

by avidwriter88

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In this series I hope to illustrate what could have happened to certain people in the Ski Lodge and maybe help people think about who the killer could be. Every story happens just before a murder. This particular one sprouted from an idea of mine- could Rhiannon have killed Jasmine? Enjoy! Neomail me if you like it.

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It was dinnertime. The butler at the Ski Lodge knocked on everyone's door and called them down to the dining room.

Mr. Plaid was looking especially ravishing in his new plaid vest. He sat down at the left end of the long dining table. Jasmine, always looking for Mr. Right, was doing her makeup while listening to music. The butler called, but she didn't hear.

Rhiannon looked around. The seat beside Mr. Plaid was empty. She knew how mad Jasmine would be if Rhiannon stole the only seat beside Jasmine's beloved Mr. Plaid.

Rhiannon hated Jasmine! Ever since they found Cupcake with two spears stuck in her Jasmine had been hogging all the spotlight. Every time Rhiannon tried to get a word in Jasmine would cut in. Rhiannon was famous too! She deserved her fair share of spotlight.

Rhiannon was very smug as she sat down beside Mr. Plaid and flirted. She threw him comment after comment, praising his plaid suit every chance she got.

Meanwhile, Jasmine was putting on a lovely red dress to impress Mr. Plaid. She put on mascara and a dash of blush. Models always have to be in style.

"Hmm.." she said. "The makeup's done. Now, I'll brush my hair. Better not forget anything." Jasmine picked up her hair brush and turned her music up higher.

"Madam! Please!" the butler yelled. "Open the door! Dinnertime madam!" he said and ringed the bell, but it was no use. The butler had to wait until Jasmine was done brushing her hair, trying on jewelry and putting her favorite red pumps on. She turned off her music and heard the butler yelling for her to go eat dinner.

"Oh no!" Jasmine cried and ran downstairs only to see her Rhiannon flirting with Mr. Plaid! "Noooo!" she thought to herself. "That Rhiannon will pay!"

The details after are a bit shaky as witnesses are reluctant to come forward, but an anonymous tipster informed us that during the meal Scarlet sent a few dirty looks Jasmine's way while Jasmine was trying to avert Mr. Plaid's attention to her lovely red shoes. (We suspect Scarlet was mad because Jasmine had called her 'moustache man' repeatedly that day.)

A few witnesses also told us that Jasmine confronted Rhiannon after most of the guests left the dining room. We know that the confrontation ended on a sour note.

Jasmine was found dead in the guest bedroom later that day. Mr. Plaid was hysterical; J. Boogie wanted to meet Jasmine's 'other model friends'; Tiger Catcher refused to comment; and Rhiannon stood smiling triumphantly in the background.

The left heel in one of Jasmine's red pumps was broken. She could have gotten her heel caught on the edge of the bedroom carpet and slipped.

Most people don't buy that theory. As Mr. Plaid pointed out, models walk on runways all the time. Jasmine couldn't be so clumsy as to trip and fall, or could she?

To be continued...

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