She was found on the back seat of her car in the garage. The key was half way in the ignition.
That is a little bit weird, if not downright suspicious.
Reminds me of my first car when I was sixteen. I paid $100 for a 1969 Mercury Montego (in 1977) because my step-father’s boss’s wife offed herself in it.
We called it “The Death Mobile” (remember, Animal House came out that Summer).