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Chapter 2
That evening Violet, Quigley, Klaus and Isadora were walking home from the party, when they heard Fiona screaming. They ran to her house and saw her running out of the house screaming. They also saw five police cars outside it.
Fiona finally stopped screaming and cried: "Help! Help! It's my Dunkey Hunkey! He's DEAD!"
Isadora and Violet busted into tears. Quigley just stared into space, not moving a muscle. Tears were welling up in Klaus's eyes; he said: "How did he die?"
"I don't know. The forensics are investigating the scene, they're trying to find out how he died!" Fiona wailed, blowing her nose.
"What do you mean the scene?" Quigley asked, snapping out of the sort of trance he was in.
"The living rooms covered in blood! They've told me Duncan's been murdered!" Fiona rolled up in a ball on the ground sobbing. She looked like a hedgehog with pneumonia.
"Mrs. Quagmire," a policeman interrupted.
"Yes," answered Fiona, standing up.
"We know who killed your husband. DNA tests from a hair we found at the scene show that it was…"
"Who?" everyone shouted.
"Isadora Baudelaire!" he stated, pointing at Isadora.
"WHAT?" They all shouted.
"Isadora Baudelaire I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder," The police man said handcuffing Isadora.
"How could you?" cried Fiona "He was your brother!"
Isadora was pushed in to a police car and drove to the station. Later in court she was found guilty of murder.
A/N: A bit short I know but what will Fiona do next?
NEXT TIME: Fiona serves up some stewed pate, with some nasty surprises…