The Catalogued Corpse
When Doro moved closer and bent to take a better look, she noticed the man wasn’t breathing. His slack jaw and arms akimbo sent waves of shock crashing over her. He couldn’t be dead. Not from bumping into the catalogue. Could he? A mystery aficionado with a vivid imagination, Doro’s mind whirled as fast as her heart raced. Was this an accident? Or a murder?