Mystery Part 7.

Yep i gots part 7 for y'all. First off, my links are messed up a wee bit... i think. The webster one is off and on. Well I won't say much. I will just post this mystery and run so here it is:

I slept really well, and late. It was 11 in the morning when I woke up. I got ready for my lunch with Chuck. I took my shower, the normal routine. I watched some T.V. since I had some extra time before Chuck would get here. At 5 minutes to noon, I heard sirens. I didn’t make anything of it until I realized they wouldn’t stop and that they were close. I stepped out of the hotel room and went toward the sirens. As I drew closer I noticed that there had been a car accident. But something drew me closer, the car… it was an old truck… CHUCK’S TRUCK! I ran over and saw a lifeless corpse of Chuck. The paramedics tried to revive him, but it was a loosing battle. The put a sheet over him and put him in the ambulance. I walked back to my room, somewhat sobbing. I didn’t know him well, but he was a nice and a great guy. Then something drew me back to the scene of the accident. Him crashing into a street pole wouldn’t have made an explosion and started his truck on fire. His car was charred. Something wasn’t right. I was beginning to think there was the smell of another murder. I went back to my room and called Mr. Slitwit.
I dialed the number and heard him answer:
“Chuck’s been killed Mr. Slitwit… in an accident. I think it was murder.” I said.
“I’ll call a meeting right away, and you guys can have lunch at my house.”
Click
Later at the Mr. Slitwit’s house, the group is seated around the table and a storm had picked up outside…
“I have called an emergency meeting. Mr. Slanders will explain.” Mr. Slitwit said.
I wiped my mouth from the food on it, and stood up. “Chuck was killed in a car accident this morning. We were going to have lunch and he was going to pick me up. On his way, he ran into a pole. I don’t think that it was an accident, but murder.’
Various gasps and comments were made around the room.
“Let Mr. Slanders finish,” Slitwit said.
“I think it was murder because when you run into a pole, your car usually doesn’t explode. And his car was burnt to a crisp. Second, he seemed to be a very good driver. And the pole was very obvious. I don’t know much more then what I saw. I think that his car was rigged with bombs or something explosive.”
“The gas tank could have easily exploded,” said Holland, “what if that is the case?”
“It is possible that that could have happened,” I said, “but unlikely. Plus we think there is a murderer on the loose. Wouldn’t that person want to wipe out anyone who suspected that Jeff was murdered?”
“Which brings me to this,” Mr. Slitwit had stood up and said, “I know who the murderer is. I have investigated enough tha-…” There was a loud crack of thunder and the lights went out. I heard a small thump. Then the lights came back on.
Slitwit had fallen to the floor. We all got up and went over to him… only to find a wound in his back. Kris got down to investigate, ‘I’m a doctor as my occupation.” Said Kris. “He’s dead… the wound is pretty deep, but nothing seems to be inside him. But it doesn’t look like a knife wound.”
“Then what killed him?” asked Holland.
“I’m scared,” said Daisy.
“Let’s call the police,” said Holland has he picked up the phone. He dialed the number, “Hello… There has been a murder… It happened at 123 Bob Monkey Street… Thank you.” He hung up the phone. “They are on their way… in the mean time they say we are all suspects.”

This is the end of this part. Actiony if that was a word, it would be the word to describe it I think.

Characters:
Chuck: dies in a car accident… or murder as Jacob thinks.
Kris: Doctor.
Jonathon Slitwit: Murdered by an unknown source.