It was sometime after breakfast that Emily and Heather trekked to Murdock’s cabin.
“Does the sight of blood bother you?” Emily asked Heather.
“It does if it’s mine, other than that, not that I’ve noticed,” Heather responded, “why do you ask?”
“You do know what happened last night?” Emily asked incredulously of the other woman’s ignorance.
“I don’t know the details, but I know Murdock killed Phylicia and Kimberly. He did say something about his son being killed and maybe his wife.”
“Well, the inside of the cabin is going to be a mess, probably look like a slaughterhouse. There’ll be blood all over the place from the arterial spray. We need to get three bodies out and get as much blood cleaned up as we can. If it were up to me, I’d have Mei Lee moved to the longhouse to recuperate. It w
