One shoe, two shoes, three shoes? No matter how many shoes you have to drop in a mystery if you don’t know where to plonk them the readers won’t be around to care.
Poor Mrs. Kerplunkit can “buy it” in her tulips in Chapter Nine, but if there’s no audience left to gasp at the demise there’s really no point in offing your chief suspect.
*sighs, quite heavily*
This all takes an incredible amount of planning.
My OCD wheezes in excitement.
This is not a good thing.