Country Murders
Prologue
It was starting out to be a dark and chilly morning. Being just 6 o'clock in the morning the sun had yet to rise above the tree covered horizon. Neither the lack of sunlight of chilly weather had an effect on Mary Reynolds. She had been a bus driver for nearly her entire married adult life.
Opening the door that led to their driveway Mary descended the five steps that made up the side porch. With keys in hand she made the short distance to the yellow school bus that was parked next to her husband's work truck. Right as she came within arm's reach of the bus's main door there came the sound of a gunshot somewhere in the woods beside the house.
Blood poured from the wound in Mary's chest as she fell to the ground, already dead. Knowing that his wife had went outside to start her bus Dick Reynolds had no trouble noticing the silence that continued outside. It usually took two minutes of his wife leaving the house for him to hear the roar of the engine as the bus started up. Then hearing the sound of the gunshot not far from the house caused Dick to be both worried and curious over what may have happened.
Walking over to the glass paneled screen door Dick's heart leaped to his throat as he saw, from the light shining from the open door, his wife lying unmoving on the gravel driveway beside her bus. Throwing open the screen door Dick raced down the steps. Just as he reached the wooden walkway a second gunshot sounded from somewhere in the woods. Just like his wife, blood poured from Dick's chest as he too fell to the ground dead.