The first to arrive were uniformed officers, but Lieutenant Hayes walked in minutes later. I was with the cast, crew, and Cyrus Walpole and Aaron Manley on the stage where we’d been told to remain until further instructed. Hayes disappeared backstage for ten minutes, then reappeared and came directly to me. “Didn’t think I’d see you again so soon,” he said. “I wish you hadn’t” “I understand you discovered the body, Mrs. Fletcher.” “That’s right. In the costume and prop room.” “Touch anything?” “No. Yes. I pulled on the shoe on Mr. Schrumm’s foot to put it in line with other shoes, but I don’t think I moved it. And I pulled the costume rack out. That’s when I saw him.” “See anybody else in the vicinity?” “No.” “Did you go out the stage door?” “No, but it was open.” “How do you know that?” “I felt cold air coming through it.” “Where was the doorman? What’s his name, Vic?” “Yes, Vic. I don’t know where he was.” Hayes looked at the others on the stage.
