You look around for the murder weapon. After all, murderers love leaving evidence just lying around. Solving this case will be a snap.
The trail of blood pools near Edna’s shoulder, near a shiny metal cuticle cutter with a sharp slicing edge. The mother of pearl handle is covered in blood. It’s a murder weapon strong enough for a man, but made for a woman.
You pickup the cuticle cutter to examine it. Wait, are fingerprints a thing in the 1940s?
You have incriminated yourself for a murder you didn’t commit! Now you must go on a long, bumbling, remarkably misogynistic journey to find your wife’s actual killer. There is some good news, though. Decades later, a very entertaining podcast will make fun of your efforts.