I'm a SUSPECT!

Yup, it's out, I am a runaway housewife from a farm in the Midwest, a true tomboy at heart, my name is Audrey Barnhart.

It's the roaring 20's; The Jazz age and tonight I am going to Plunkets (a legit restaurant in the North side of Chicago by day, but once the moon rises, it is a speakeasy where the most sordid and seedy characters gather.) Everyone is a suspect, but the criminal will have to be implicated in three ways:

1. motive


2. opportunity


3. gun

*Scenerio*

The clock just passed midnight and everyone is getting cozy with their beverages. Something that sounds like the rapid firing of a g*n is heard by all. Quickly the room empties into the back alley, everyone thinks it might be the mafia or another police raid. When the drama dies down, the speakeasy owner, Doris Plunket, checked the hidden rotgut room, she found a dead body riddled with bullets. The body was of old Ed Malone, Chicago's most notorious gangster. Aced...but by who? One of you is the murderer and the rest of you need to figure out who it was. When you have found someone with a motive, a g*n, and was in the rotgut room tonight, then you may have found the true killer, good luck!

I gathered an outfit suitable for the occasion and my sweetheart and I will soon discover who done it! I think there is 26 youth leaders coming to the Mystery dinner party...hmm, I sure hope it isn't me-we won't find out until tonight. I'll let you know on Monday...so check back if you get a minute.

I bought my first pair of fake eyelashes, my daughter (Pirate Jacky (16)) is going to help me get them pasted on...should be a hoot. Honestly, the on isn't what I am concerned about...it is the OFF that is got me wondering ;-)