Title: Clue
Author's: sidle77
Genre: Mystery/Humour
Rating: T
Beta: Thanks sweetsoutherncomfort, I love you :)
Summary: When the CSI's all turn up at the same place at the same time, they ask themselves why? They are all being blackmailed; they ask themselves, by who? When people start to die, they try to work out, whodunit. So...who did it?
Based on the movie, "Clue." This fiction will include, quotes and lines from this movie, so be aware.
Disclaimer: No copyright or infringement intended to either CSI or the makers and stars of Clue. I do not own any of them and are simply having a laugh. Mwahaha, hat on away we go. Yay.
Prologue
It was a rainy night in Vegas again. As Sara walked down the lab corridor towards the locker room, a clap of thunder burst through the air and she jumped. She thanked God for underground parking otherwise she would have been completely drenched simply walking from her car. A bolt of lightning sent the labs electrical supply into overdrive and an eerie sizzle of electrics sent a shiver down her spine.
Slipping into the locker room, she threw her purse onto the bench and sighed. She really wasn't in the mood for work tonight. It had been a long, long week and some of that vacation time she had stacked up, was looking very tempting.
Twisting the dial on her combination lock she kinked her neck, causing a dull, aching crack to emanate through her upper body. Despite the pain, the movement was oddly comforting, and she found herself lost in no particular thought. The click of her lock opening snapped her back to reality and she pulled open the locker door.
Instantly her brow crinkled when her eyes fell upon a foreign object that simply should not have been there.
An envelope, taped to the lip of the second shelf. With her frown deepening, she had a quick look over her shoulder and reached inside, plucking the envelope from its confinement.
She stared at the blank white stationary. All that was written upon it was her name, Sara Sidle, nothing more. Two feelings suddenly struck Sara as she eyed the envelope from top to bottom...curiosity and apprehension. How did it get there, who was it from and why?
After another tentative look over her shoulder she tore open the envelope and pulled out the piece of paper which lay inside.
Her eyes widened as she read the message:
Dear Miss Sidle
You are invited to attend a very important dinner party on Sunday evening. I would strongly advise that you attend; otherwise, our previous correspondence could be made public. I am certain you would not want that to happen considering the context. 8pm sharp.
Do not be late.
Ashford Manor
2320 Tucumcari Drive
Lake Mead
Las Vegas, NV
You will be known as Mrs White. Please dress accordingly.
She swallowed hard and stared through the paper until she felt a presence behind her. Turning quickly, she held the letter to her chest as Catherine looked her up and down with a smug grin.
"Love letter?" Catherine chuckled.
Clearing her throat Sara quickly shoved the letter into her pocket. "No," she said bluntly, "Just a...reminder."
Quickly, she grabbed her purse, turning her back on her co-worker; she threw it into the locker. She took her ID badge and vest before rushing from the locker room, leaving a rather bewildered Catherine to think whatever she wanted.