That evening, Daphne turned on the local station on television and see what they were going to say about this murder, even though it was only the beginning. Even Sam and Michelle seemed to show some interest on this latest murder, so she let them watch. Daphne usually watches the five o'clock news, so that worked for her.
When the five o'clock news appeared on the screen, Daphne and her children saw the face of Sheriff Edwards.
"I'd like to see what the sheriff has to say," Sam said.
Neither Michelle or Daphne said a word, so it was up to Sheriff Edwards on what his thoughts were on this latest murder, but as usual, he showed that face when a murder would happen, and Daphne didn't blame him for being disappointed.
"Sheriff, why don't you tell us your thoughts are about this latest mystery?" the anchorwoman asked.
"My department and I really don't know much yet, but I do find this a shame that this happened again. I do feel terrible for the models going missing, but I still would like to see how we will let Ms. Blake do her show since these contests mean a lot of her, even if it would be opened up again when this murder is solved."
"If Ms. Blake has already found out about her contest being postponed, would you let her help out on this latest mystery?" the anchorwoman asked.
"In the past that has never worked. We are always telling Ms. Blake to stay out of the way and let me work on this. Of course there will be her son helping out as well, but since he is only a kid, he should stay out since things like murder is too violent for somebody his age."
Daphne couldn't argue with Sheriff Edwards, but what he just said made a lot of sense, but somehow Lynda almost always let her son help out. Lynda flipped the television set off. She didn't want to find out what else the sheriff had to say. Both Michelle and Sam were disappointed now because Lynda turned off the television.
"Why did you turn off the TV for, Mom? Is Sheriff Edwards done talking?" Sam asked.
"I am pretty sure he has more to say, but I don't want to keep listening to him saying things like that. Of course he knows by now that you surely will get involved anyway," Lynda told Sam.
"And I will do my best to help out, Mom. At least I want to be a good private investigator when I am an adult. No matter how many times you and I heard the sheriff say that, murder is violent for us kids, I am still going to try my best to stay in the teamwork you and I have. No way am I staying out of the way. I just want to see how this murder will be solved, so that's why you and I work on this together."
"I know, Sam. But please don't feel too disappointed when you're grown up, your business doesn't succeed."
"I know, Mom. This is why I want to do my best if I start as a kid. I'm doing pretty good, wouldn't you think so?" Sam asked.
"I do think you are doing a nice job for being involved with violence like this, but sometimes you will have to listen to Sheriff Edwards."
"That's true, Mom. How can I do my best without involving myself?"
Daphne had no idea how to answer that, so she said nothing more.
"Are you going to answer my question, Mom?"
The only answer he got was Daphne shaking her head saying there was no answer.