Danny Frediricks never talked to people.
That is, people she didn't like, which was most people. When Danny Frediricks was exactly 22 years, 4 months, 3 days, five hours and 2 minutes, Ned The Pie Maker touched someone, he was not supposed to touch. And at exactly that same time, Danny Frediricks was talking with her mom's knitting teacher, Emerson Cod at the Pie Hole.
"Look, Emerson, I'm really not interested in learning how to pearl, okay?" She said to the private investigator.
"Shh, keep it down." The only reason Emerson was meeting with this particular girl was because she wanted to be a private investigator as well, and the only reason he was speaking to her about his knitting was because her mother was his 2nd cousin, 3 times removed.
"Dandelion and I want to solve murders, not knit an aphgan," Dandelion was her best friend, and trusty companion. Dandelion was a dog and she only ate tuna.
That was the moment when he touched her. They were making a peach pie for Emerson and his 2nd cousin 3 times removed's daughter. He handed her a peach and their hands brushed against each other and she turned blue, and then fell to the floor.
"Chuck?" he shook her lifeless body. "CHUCK?"