I leaned down again and turned Hatche slightly onto her side, then checked the other side of her body before carefully setting her back down. Nothing new showed up there either, so I stood and looked around the room. The house itself was a mess. The dinner table had been shoved hard enough to leave marks in the floor, one of the chairs had tipped over, and the blood on the boards showed just how much of a struggle there had been. For an old woman, Hatche had fought harder than I would have expected, which only made the whole thing feel more wrong.
"This has to be connected to Jelda's murder," Sora said with a slow exhale. "Gods, this is too much."
"Who found the body?"
"Her neighbor," she explained. "The neighbor had her keys, apparently, and Hatche had the neighbor's keys too."
"Why?"
She shrugged. "I haven't spoken to the neighbor yet."
