Angry with Liv for summoning her to the island, Millie stomped up the stairs to Liv's room.  Taking several cleansing breaths to quell her anger, she lightly knocked on her bedroom door.  No answer, knocking several more times she cracked the door open, surprised that it wasn't locked, wasn't even shut properly.<br/><br/>“Liv?” she called softly.  Again receiving no answer she opened the door wide to reveal Liv hanging half off her bed. “Oh my God, Liv!” she gasped in alarm, rushing to her side.  Snatching the pillow she immediately touched her neck trying to find a pulse. Suffocated? She studied her body noting the blue tint to her lips indicating it may have been poison.  Narrowing her large brown eyes, Millie pushed an errant strand of hair behind her ear as she scanned the room.  The only item she saw which might be the source of poison was the half eaten food on a plate next to the bed.<br/><br/>Millie grabbed the phone to call the police.  Crap, she thought, hitting the hook switch repeatedly trying to get a dial tone.  Hanging the phone up she noticed a bruise on Liv’s forehead barely visible with her bangs in the way.  She brushed them back to see the extent of the bruise and noted the pool of blood.<br/><br/>Well this was certainly a case of overkill, she thought ruefully. Suffocation, poison and bludgeoning.  Grabbing a blanket she covered Liv’s body and turned to find everyone.<br/>