Garage Sale Mystery: Guilty Until Proven Innocent (2016) - full transcript

Is this bracelet correct?

You are 1940s top to bottom

absolutely authentic.

What kind of party is this?

It's a murder mystery weekend.

Have you ever been on one?

A couple of times.

Oh, excuse me.

So,

are you happy with the earrings?

Can I help you?



Hi, Jenn.

Sandra, hi.

Um...

I know you used
to collect these.

I can't believe you remembered.

Thank you.

Well, it...

It's been too long.

It has.

I've got news.

I'm closing my shop.

It's a good thing.

So if you'd like to swing by,

I'll give you first dibs
on anything you want.



Okay.

Is tomorrow good?

That works.

I'll see you then.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Was that Sandra?

Weren't you two
kind of on the outs?

We were.

Hmm.

I sit there,

and I don't understand
any of it.

Maybe it's genetic.

I was never good at philosophy.

If you want to know
if a tree makes a noise

when it falls in the forest,

leave a tape recorder out there.

Have you seen your brother?

On his computer.

Should I be worried?

That seems to be all he's doing.

I don't understand kids today.

Hey, kiddo.

'Sup, mom.

Whatcha doing?

Creating an original video game.

Well, me, Nate, and Cameron are.

Hmm.

Sounds like fun...

Hon'.

Please, don't rhyme, mom.

Okay.

Logan, will you do my a favor?

Go outside, skateboard,
get some sunshine, fresh air?

Yup, will do.

Wow, that looks complicated.

Don't forget
to wear your helmet.

I always do, mom.

Yeah. Yeah,
I remember Sandra.

I didn't know her that well.

Well, she had a car
sophomore year,

and we loved
going to garage sales

and searching for treasures.

I haven't heard you
mention her name in years.

She lives just over in Madison?

Just outside of town.

Hmm.

Why'd you guys lose touch?

She got friendly
with a couple of girls,

and I felt excluded.

Just stupid stuff.

No big fight over a boy
or anything?

No, we just grew apart,
separate lives, different towns.

20 minutes away?

Yes.

I heard she was engaged
a few years back,

but it didn't work out.

And now she's closing her store.

Well, don't go crazy
buying everything.

You're going to
have to store it all.

And who's going to
move it for you?

Oh, no.

There's just not a lot extra,

if we set aside
for rent and utilities.

Dani, did you take
your salary last month?

I postponed it.

Don't do that.

You haven't taken a salary
in three months.

This is typically
our slow period.

It'll pick up.

Where are we going to
get the money

to buy Sandra's inventory?

Emergency fund?

Is this that?

It's an opportunity.

It could put us in the black.

If we buy really great stuff
at a good price,

and we turn it around quickly.

Jenn?

Hi.

You made it.

I'm so glad.

Your store is wonderful.

Well, who did I learn with?

Aw...

I've been looking for
a Tiffany lamp.

I have a client
who would buy this in minute,

but you should get the sale.

We'll talk about it...

Oh, look at that
brass telescope.

Original tripod,

1920s.

I love it.

And I love your store, but...

Honestly,

I don't think I could afford
to buy half the things in here.

Well, I've got a...

A plan for that.

But first, are you hungry?

I thought everything
was coming together.

My fiance, Michael,
was my partner in the store.

Business was struggling,
but at least we were in love,

or so I thought.

Oh, no.

I woke up one morning,

he's already out,

and there's a note.

Another woman.

He's leaving to be with her,
I can have his half of the shop.

Oh, that's horrible.

Yup.

They were moving away.

"See ya later."

We never spoke again.

I'm sorry,

I wish I would have known.

It was tough at first,

but not having any contact,

it helped me
get over it quicker.

Then I found Cliff.

Ooh.

Cliff.

Do tell.

He's an ophthalmologist,

has a practice in San Francisco.

Lives in Marin.

Oh, Jenn,

I'm so ready.

Maybe Michael did me a favor.

Well, with favors like that...

We really should have
stayed in touch.

I know.

Listen, the shop.

I know you saw
some things you liked.

So many things,

but, truthfully,

it's going to take
more money than I have.

Maybe not.

I don't want to
sell it piecemeal.

I want to sell it all.

Just be done with it.

Well, I really
can't afford that.

Hold on.

If you take everything
you think you can sell one day,

then when you do,

just send me 20%.

Sandra, you can't be serious.

You'd be doing me a favor.

It'll be like
an ongoing annuity.

Oh, I don't know...

Jenn...

You'd really be helping me out.

Please?

Okay. Deal.

Great.

And I can't wait
for you to meet Cliff.

He'll be here this Friday.

You know what,

we are having friends
over for dinner Friday night.

You guys should join us.

Hi!

Welcome to Rags to Riches.

I'm Dani.

You're Danielle?

Yes, I am.

I'm Elena Derosa.

You come
very highly recommended.

Well, thank you,

I guess.

I own Derosa fine arts.

Do you know the gallery?

Yes, I know of it.

I'm looking for a manager.

Oh...

Oh.

Well, I'm an owner here,

so I'm not really looking
for something else.

Well, you would only be working
with exquisite pieces,

a high-end clientele,

and you'd be making
a lot more money.

Think about it.

Everyone is going
crazy these days.

Why not go old-school

and have him be
a kung-fu master?

Shaolin trained.

Right, but his powers
are not supernatural.

Cool, and each level,
his opponents get stronger...

Maybe multiple enemies?

And to reach the highest level,
he has to fight the illuminati.

Okay, bad idea.

Cam's thinking of
hacking his dad's phone.

I just need to see

if the school has texted him
anything about my grades.

I thought you had a 4.0.

Had.

Nate and me kinda
skated last quarter.

I don't know about
hacking your dad's phone.

Well, it's not really a "hack."

It's just an app
that runs in the background.

Yeah, you see,

a "hack" would be
if we were able to...

get into
the school computer system

and actually change the grades
ourselves.

That'd be epic, dude.

Understatement.

Logan, are you in?

I'm already getting "A"s.

Like, what would I
change them to?

We'd be legends!

Expelled legends.

Come on, you guys aren't
serious about this, are you?

Nah, someone always
finds out, right?

It'd be cool just to see
if we could, though.

Dani!

You cannot believe
the stuff that she has.

You cannot believe our books.

I'm serious.

She has a Tiffany lamp.

I already know someone
who will buy it.

Yeah, I'm serious, too, Jenn.

I don't think we'll be able
to buy very much.

Ah, but here's the best part,

we don't have to give her
any cash up front.

All we have to do

is give her a percentage
of what we sell.

- Really?
- Really.

It's about time
we caught a break.

Let's go eat some chocolate.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

I think it's fascinating.

You deal with real killers

and real crime.

Not like in those mystery novels

you used to read.

Jenn reads mysteries?

Obsessively.

Well, that explains
a few things.

Well, it's paid off.

She actually has helped us
solve a few murders.

- Seriously?
- What?

I-I didn't do that much.

No, she's being modest.

Yes, she did.

She's a natural.

Oh, go on.

Fortunately, she's back
to reading books now.

Yes, I am.

I'm just reading books.

Well, Cliff helped solve
a mystery last week

with a patient.

The eye chart?

Oh, right.

I had an older patient,

who I knew couldn't
see very well,

but he was reading the
eye chart like he was a kid.

Perfect vision.

I "see" where this is going.

Bad...

But I couldn't figure it out,

whose eyes get better
as they age?

So, when he wasn't looking...

You turned the chart
upside down?

Exactly!

But he was still perfect!

That guy was crafty, though.

Cliff is so nice.

How did you two meet?

He came into the shop.

Can you believe it?

A man who loves antiques.

Actually, no.

He was looking for a gift.

His home is very
mid-century modern.

Are you sure
about this consignment deal?

I feel like you're being
too generous.

I am so sure.

Oh, and I can't believe
I didn't mention it,

I also have a barn
filled with even more stuff.

A barn?

Ooh, I love barns.

I know you do.

Who wants some pie?

Oh, yes!

Yes!

I forget how funny Frank is when
he's not being a detective.

Oh, Frank's always
being a detective.

Hey, did you notice
he gave me credit

for helping solve
those cases in the past?

Uh-huh.

I especially like the part
about it being in the past.

Right.

Remember when I said
I might need some help

moving a few things
from Sandra's shop?

Yes...

Well, I was wrong.

Oh.

It's not a few things.

It's all of it.

I don't know what
she got out there.

We're going to
need more storage.

We need to sell something.

OK, next person who
comes in is buying.

That's the spirit.

I'm giving you fair warning,

I haven't opened this door
in a long time.

Don't worry, I won't judge.

There might be
a few things you want.

The rest of it is going away.

Wow.

I'm going to go
get some coffee for us.

Have fun.

Jenn?

I've got coffee!

Where are you?

Sandra!

I'm down here!

You've got to come
down here and see this.

Uh... hold on.

What is it?

Watch your step.

Look.

I didn't know this room
was even down here.

Look at all this.

It's great.

Look at this painting.

The frame alone is worth a lot.

This is unbelievable.

I don't understand.

Why would he do that?

Hide all this,
and then leave it behind?

Michael...

I can't believe it.

This whole time...

I've been living here,

and he's been...

Right there.

I'm so sorry.

So, I know this is very hard,

but sheriff Connors
has a job to do.

He just has a few
questions to ask.

It's all standard procedure.

Can't you do it, Frank?

It's not my jurisdiction,

though he has
asked me to consult,

so I'll help in any way I can.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I am okay.

I will be back
to check on you later.

Thanks for coming right out.

You've got a knack for this,
I can tell you that much.

Did you know this guy?

Never met him.

They're not going to think

Sandra had anything
to do with this, are they?

Well, someone shot him.

They were engaged, right?

He drops her.

Hell hath no fury.

There's no way Sandra did this.

Well, good,

'cause I don't think so either.

But I'm just glad
I'm not the one

who has to figure it out.

Well, keep me posted.

Here we go.

I've never been down there.

I didn't even know there was
a room was under the barn.

When did you last see him?

Two years ago.

We were engaged, living here.

I got up one morning,

and found a note
that said he was leaving.

He was in love with
another woman

and was moving away.

And you had no contact
after that?

I didn't want any.

You don't believe me.

I didn't kill Michael.

Why would I send Jenn out there
to look around

if I knew that my fiance's body
was under the barn?

Do you still have the note?

Maybe.

In a box somewhere,
I'd have to check.

There was another note

that I found in his pants pocket
about a week before.

It was a woman's handwriting.

Signed "me."

What did the note say?

Just, "see you tomorrow - me."

I felt ill when I read it.

And you have no idea

who he was
having the affair with?

No,

and I never got
the chance to ask.

Do you own a gun?

Michael had a gun,

but he took it with him
when he left.

Or...

When I thought he left.

Hey, um, theoretical
question, dad.

If you knew someone
was doing something

that they shouldn't,

are you obligated to tell?

Does that make you,
like, really uncool?

Uh, there are worse things
than being uncool.

Not many.

All right, um...

Let's say you had a friend

who wanted to take a selfie
on the top of a moving train?

That's a little extreme,
but, yeah, I get your point.

I'm not going to ask you
what this is about.

I know you'll do
the right thing.

Every time.

Oh.

Hello.

Hi, hon'.

So, Sandra and I
found her ex-fiance, Michael,

underneath the barn.

He was dead.
I'll explain it all later.

Looks like we're having
pizza tonight.

Go in and look around,
just like you're a customer.

They're not going to believe
I'm a customer.

Just...

Let me know what
the place is like, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, you didn't
hack this, did you?

No, dude.
That's just the portal.

You wouldn't believe
the firewalls

and securities they have.

You said it,
hackers always get caught.

Only if someone tells.

Digital bread crumbs
will lead right back to you.

Not always.

Me and Nate are cooked
if our gpas dive.

You sure you don't wanna help?

Sorry, you're, uh,
you're breaking up.

I didn't quite catch that.

Okay, man, I'm just saying.

And how long
would you be grounded for

if you got caught?

How long would eternity be?

Anyways, I gotta book.

See ya.

If there's anything
I can help you with,

please don't hesitate to ask.

You seem to like this.

Do you know what it is?

Um...

Oil painting?

Old?

Definitely old.

Yes, it is.

19th century.

Hudson river school.

How much is it?

A lot.

Is there anything in particular
I can help you with?

Nah,

I was just walking by.

Hmm.

Well, we're really not open
for browsers.

I'm sure you understand.

Got it.

Well, thanks.

It's a really nice gallery.

Oh...

I believe the artist
is Thomas Cole.

- No...
- Yes.

Completely dark room,

underground like a sealed vault.

I wouldn't have even
gone down there.

There was furniture,
and paintings,

and all this cool stuff,

and then,

the body.

It was horrible.

You're a murder magnet.

Yeah.

I'm not sure I like that.

It's really nice.

Kind of snooty,

but the paintings
are impressive.

What are you talking about?

I was at the Derosa gallery.

I saw a guy there

that looked like he stepped
right out of GQ.

What were you doing there?

Um, I asked Hannah
to check it out.

The owner came in,

and I just wanted to see
if it was as nice as she said.

Well, why send Hannah?

Well, 'cause I had
things to do around here.

Why don't you tell your daughter
what you just found?

Your mother found a body.

It was dead.

We've got forensics downstairs.

Sheriff, you might
want to see this.

Looks like the shooter
just tossed it aside

before heading up the stairs.

No khown cause of death

until we get
the coroner's report.

Oh, come on, he was shot.

Well, aren't you
the mystery buff?

In a murder investigation,

the obvious...

is often quite wrong.

Okay, it's unlikely,

but the killer could have
shot a dead body

in an attempt to disguise
the actual cause of death,

right?

We don't even know
how long the body was there.

The last time Sandra saw him
was two years ago.

The killer made no effort
to hide the weapon,

which is odd.

Fingerprints?

Let's just let the sheriff
do his job, okay?

There's no mystery here.

It's just straightforward
police work.

Analyze the evidence,

interview everybody,

and go from there.

You're right.

Body in the barn!

That's our headline,

"body in the barn."

I thought "corpse in the cellar"

would be better,

but, you know...

Jack Donnally, Daily Journal.

You're the Jennifer Shannon
listed on the police report.

Frank?

That's my cue to go.

Always nice to see you, Jack.

You too, Frank.

- Frank...
- I just have a few questions.

Very photogenic.

I'm just going to get
a couple more.

That's it.

Oh, that's good, very good.

It really encapsulates that fear
that I'm sure you felt

when you saw that dead body.

Jennifer!

Sit down, sit down.

Thank you.

Always happy to see you.

I'd offer you a drink,

but it's got to be a stiff one.

You're funny.

You think so?

Did I mention how I might
have to leave this place?

It's a dead-end job.

Ba-dum-bum.

Listen, I need some information
on Michael Chambers.

Ah...

He was dead.

Yes, he is in residence here.

How can I help you?

Well, I need to know
cause of death,

how long he was dead,

whatever you can tell me.

There will be an official
coroner's report,

released through
the appropriate channels.

If I violate that,

I could lose my job.

You know I've already
seen the body.

Mm-hmm.

It looks like
someone shot him in the chest.

So you're speculating

there might have been
three gunshot wounds

to the torso?

From a small-caliber weapon.

Like a 9 mm?

Might have happened
about two years ago?

It would be impossible

to pinpoint
the exact time of death.

Casper's law,

a body exposed to air

will decompose twice as fast
as a body in water.

Four times as fast
as a body in the ground.

Unembalmed,

a body in a casket
could take up to ten years.

This was a sealed room,

underground.

So, it was probably very cool.

No air circulation.

No insect activity, no animals.

A body might look pretty good

after a couple of years.

You want to see it?

No, once was enough.

The autopsy would show

if he was already dead
before he was shot, right?

In a general sense.

Usually.

Was he?

Oh, just answer me one, okay?

I can't answer the question.

But let me ask you this,

did you see any blood stains
on his clothing?

Yes.

Do you think dead people bleed
when you shoot them?

Hmm?

Hey, sweetheart.

Hey.

Hi. Did you put
that lasagna in the oven?

Yes.

It's almost ready.

Great, thank you.

Hey, hon',

remember when we talked about
getting involved

with real crimes

and with real murderers?

About how that's a bad idea?

No, I know,

but I'm not involved.

Ah.

Oops.

"Jennifer Shannon,

"owner of local store
Rags to Riches,

"made a horrifying
discovery today

"while searching for antiques...

"The dead body of a local man
who disappeared two years ago.

Shannon, no stranger
to murder mysteries..."

Listen, it's not my fault.

It's not like I go
looking for this stuff,

it just happens.

Dani called me
a "murder magnet."

Great.

What am I supposed to do now,

hmm?

Look, I'm going to
change my clothes

and bring that lasagna
over to Sandra.

Cliff's coming later,

but I don't want her
to be alone.

At least he took a good picture.

Hair's a mess.

I meant to throw this stuff out.

Sheriff Connors wants the note
that Michael left behind.

It might be in here somewhere.

Little did I know.

He was in good shape.

Yeah, a bit narcissistic.

Practically lived at the gym.

What I don't understand

is the secret cellar
with all that stuff in there.

And you had no idea
that cellar was there?

I rarely went into the barn.

But now I know why the store
was struggling so much

right before
Michael disappeared.

Hmm, with Michael buying
all that stuff

and squirreling it away
in the cellar.

You know, about two weeks
after Michael disappeared,

I was contacted
by a baseball card dealer.

He thought Michael
was still around.

He heard that Michael had bought

a "shoeless Joe Jackson"
rookie card.

The dealer wanted to buy it.

How much is something
like that worth?

Well, he was willing
to pay about $10,000.

But that's 'cause it was worn.

A mint one
would be worth a fortune.

Wow.

Yeah.

Our business account
was almost tapped out.

Why didn't you go to the police?

What could I prove?

I didn't even know
where Michael was.

And, honestly,

I just wanted that part
of my life to be over.

I think it's strange

that the shooter
left the gun there.

Yeah.

It was Michael's.

He kept it in the house.

The sheriff got a little weird
when I told him that.

I could see that.

You had motive, opportunity,

access to the weapon,

and the body was found
on your property.

Well, put like that...

Sandra, did you kill Michael?

No.

Absolutely not.

I believe you.

But you're going to hear
that question a lot.

You were engaged,

and spouses
are always prime suspects.

Sandra!

Oh, Cliff...

Oh, I'm so happy to see you.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Jenn was nice enough
to come out.

Well, I don't mean to rush off,
but I should be getting home.

Thanks, Jenn.

I'll call you later.

Okay.

You should be happy

your picture was
in the newspaper

I had two customers
come in yesterday

just because of it.

Did they buy anything?

The old jewelry box.

$95.00.

You looked cute in the paper,
by the way.

Thank you.

Hair all messed up.

Thank you.

Jenn, I wasn't completely honest

about why I sent Hannah
to check out the gallery.

Oh?

The owner,

Elena Derosa,

wants to talk to me
about managing it.

Dani, that's great.

What a compliment.

Art has always been
your passion.

I told her I'm not interested.

Are you sure?

Maybe you should
at least consider it.

Do you want me to?

No, I don't.

Of course, I don't.

But I don't want you to miss out
on a great opportunity.

It's not an opportunity.

It's not?

Well, maybe it is.

But anyway, I'm not going.

So...

Can we talk about this later?

I have to meet Sandra right now,
she's hiring a lawyer.

Whoa. Does she need one?

Having a lawyer
is not a bad idea

when your former fiance
turns up dead.

I can see that.

There is no telling.

You get an overly
zealous prosecutor,

and he could try to
make a meal out of you.

What should I do?

Stop talking to the police,

unless they charge you
with something.

Won't that make me look guilty?

No, that will make
you look smart.

Now, what we have to
figure out is,

if you didn't shoot Michael,

in the basement of your barn,

with the pistol from your house,

because he was leaving you
for another woman,

who did?

I have no idea.

Look, if Sandra did this,

she had two years
to get rid of the body, right?

She could have filled
the entire cellar in with dirt.

And she would have never left
those valuable items down there.

And the prosecution will argue

that it was a crime of passion,

and that in the aftermath,

Sandra was in such denial,

that she would never
go down there again,

never see what she had done,

and if nobody knows it happened,

maybe it didn't.

Life goes on.

Except for Michael.

Are you okay?

I am.

I just...

Can't believe
this is all happening.

I'm going to, um...

Head back to the shop,

keep my normal routine
and keep my mind off this.

When is Cliff coming back?

He's flying back Friday.

He's got surgeries all week.

Well, you call me
if you need anything, okay?

I'm just
20 minutes down the road.

Thanks, Jenn.

Hang in there.

Hi.

Welcome to Rags to Riches.

I'm Dani.

Kim.

You buy as well as sell,
don't you?

Well, that depends.

What do you have?

Some furniture and... things.

This kind of stuff.

Antiques.

Well, we'd be happy
to come and take a look.

I'll talk to my partner,
and we can give you a call?

Is that Jennifer Shannon,

the one from
the newspaper story?

Yes, this is our store.

That was just horrible.

I can't imagine seeing that.

She must have been
pretty shook up.

Yeah.

She's pretty tough.

There is my name and address.

Great.
What time is best for you?

Any time is good.

I appreciate this.

My husband died
unexpectedly last year.

I'm making
a new start elsewhere.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

Well, if Dani takes
this other job,

I don't know if
I'll be able to run Rags

by myself.

Does she want to go?

Well...

She says she doesn't,

but why would she send
Hannah to check it out?

And the truth is,

I want what's best for her.

Even if it means
closing the shop?

I don't know.

I mean, Dani deserves
everything that comes her way,

and...

She's always dreamed
of being in the art world.

How's Sandra holding up?

She got a lawyer.

They haven't charged her
with anything yet, have they?

No, but if another suspect
doesn't turn up,

it's not looking good.

It's on Riverview Road.

Ooh, very nice.

Great old homes.

Mm-hmm.

And she was just a walk-in?

No, she saw your picture
in the newspaper.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Why is she selling?

Recently widowed.

Wants to make a fresh start.

Huh.

Nice car.

Nice house.

Hopefully, nice things inside.

I appreciate you coming out

on such short notice.

Oh, well, thank you
for having us.

You have some lovely pieces.

Thank you.

I don't know much about them.

It was my husband's thing.

Yes, we're sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

It's been almost a year,

and I'm just starting
to feel better.

I'm moving to new Mexico,

and none of this
would work there.

I think it's all pretty old.

Well, I would say,
at first glance,

you're right.

Do you mind
if I take some pictures?

Oh, please, go ahead.

And I'm going to
take some notes.

I read the newspaper story,

where it said you had
an antique store.

I wasn't sure
what I was going to do

with all this stuff.

Is there anything
that you want to keep?

No. Not really.

I just want a fair price.

Well, we will look around,

and go back to our shop,

do a little research,

and get back to you
with an offer.

That would be great.

Well, it's all
pretty nice stuff...

Can we sell it fast?

The slant top secretary's desk,

I could sell tomorrow.

If we paid wholesale,
we're talking...

$20,000 for everything.

We still have
the emergency fund.

That's 7,000.

I might be able to
get some deposits

off the pictures we took.

Why don't we just
raise what we can

and make an offer?

Oh, I hate it when someone says,
"make me fair offer."

Conscience?

Yeah, a terrible thing to have
in this business.

I might be able to get Jason
to give us a bridge-loan.

I have some savings.

Dani...

Why not?

I'd get paid back
as soon as we sell some of it.

We are not going there.

And by the way,
did you follow up

on that job offer
from the gallery?

No.

Well, I think you should.

Just test the waters.

You're not making a commitment,

you're not leaving Rags,

but you owe it to yourself

to hear what that
woman has to say.

I just heard from
sheriff Connors.

Sandra's being arrested
this afternoon.

Murder.

Her fingerprints
were on the gun.

How am I going to do this?

You're going to be okay.

What about bail?

They have 48 hours to arraign.

We'll ask for bail then.

She'll get it, right?

I mean, she's not a criminal.

You've never
been arrested, have you?

No.

Yes, she should get bail.

It will be $100,000 at least.

You can use your
home as collateral.

I'm real sorry for this.

Do I have to wear the handcuffs?

Same rules for everyone.

Please turn around

and place your hands
behind your back.

I'm placing you under arrest

for the murder
of Michael Chambers.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will

be used against you
in a court of law.

You have a right
to an attorney...

It's really tough.

We tried a DDOS attack,

but that didn't work.

Back doors are shut tight.

Our school district,
which can't afford books,

has 64-bit encryption!

Can you believe that?

You guys are crazy to try this.

We have to.

Grades are out next week,

and if we don't fix them,
we could mess everything up.

Even our college applications.

Logan, we need your help.

You've got skills.

We could all do this together.

I don't have those skills.

Listen,

if the three of us
put our heads together,

we can do this.

Go talk to your teachers,

you know, see if they'll
give you some extra credit

to bring the grades back up.

I thought you were
our friend, man.

Think about it.

Let's go.

You don't think she actually
shot Michael, do you?

I don't know.

I have no way of knowing
at this point.

She didn't do this.

How do you know that?

Gut instinct.

Well, then
somebody else shot him.

Who?

Well, find motive,
method, opportunity,

and you'll find your killer.

This isn't a mystery book, Jenn.

This is the real world,

and the clock is ticking.

Sandra...

Oh, geez, are you okay?

I've seen worse.

On TV.

Good one.

Listen, Sandra, we need to learn
as much as we can

about Michael's life.

Try to figure out
who the other woman was,

who his friends were.

I have no idea
who the woman was.

Just the note, signed "me."

After he left,

I scooped up everything,

and I threw it in those boxes.

Okay, you said

he liked to go to the gym a lot.

What gym?

Iron fitness.

And as for friends,
he was pretty much a loner.

You know, he just liked
to work out a lot,

shop for the store.

At least that's
what I thought he was doing.

You mentioned something

about baseball cards,

somebody calling
after Michael left,

wanting to buy them?

Right.

I don't know
what happened to them.

But they're
easily transportable.

You could sell them
in any card shop in the country.

They're like cash.

Excuse me,
I'm looking for Mandy?

Oh, the blonde, thank you.

Awesome job.
We'll see you next week.

Mandy?

Yeah?

Oh, you must be Jenn.

Hi.

Thank you for taking the time
to see me.

Well, I remember Michael,

and when I saw the newspaper,
I couldn't believe it.

I thought he had
just moved away.

What do you remember
about Michael?

He was a work-out animal,

always at the gym.

Did you consider him a friend?

I just knew him from here,
that's all.

What did other people
think of him?

Was he popular?

Not really.

He had a roving eye,
that's for sure.

You know when a guy
is always checking you out,

and he thinks it's a compliment?

Was he romantically involved
with anyone at the gym?

That was the rumor.

She was a member,

and one of our trainers, Duane,
was seeing her,

and he got jealous.

He and Michael
got into an argument

in the parking lot,

and someone saw it,

and said that he threatened
to break Michael's neck,

and he got suspended.

Do you know the name
of this woman?

No, not off hand.

It's weird,

because I heard Michael
was engaged at the time.

What's Duane's last name?

Lambeer.

If you talk with him, watch it,

he's pretty combustible.

Could be the steroids.

They only allow him to work
with members who request him.

Can you tell me
the next time he's here?

I can check.

Thank you.

I was impressed
by your art background.

Mm.

I'm an artist myself.

Oh.

Here, you're a bridge

between the artists we represent
and the customers.

So, have you been managing
the gallery yourself?

At times.

My last manager
ended up marrying a client.

Occupational hazard, I suppose.

Well, um,

I'm very flattered
that you thought of me,

and you have a lovely gallery...

Danielle,

I don't want a "yes" or "no"
from you today.

I just want you
to think about it.

You would be in charge
of the gallery.

There is some
traveling involved.

Locally?

Once a year,

you would have to travel
to Paris and London

for the auctions,

sometimes elsewhere,

to represent clients.

Wow.

That is definitely
something worth thinking about.

You speak French, don't you?

Yes.

Oui, bien sur,
je parle francais.

I'd have to do some brushing up.

You'd be surprised

how fast it comes back to you.

Okay, why do you think
someone killed him?

I think he owed
money to someone,

and they wanted to get paid.

Or maybe he had something
that the killer wanted.

Most robberies
don't end in murder.

Yeah, well, some do.

Whoa.

When did family dinner
become murder 101?

Don't look at me.

Eat your broccoli.

How was school today?

Great. My criminology class...

You're taking criminology?

Elective.

Anyway,

everybody was talking about

the "body in the barn,"

and my professor was saying

that if you just look at
the statistics,

the killer is probably a man.

That's interesting. Why?

First off,

90% of homicides

are committed by men,

and a gun is the
most common weapon.

Big deal.

That means 10%
are committed by women.

And how do they do it?

Still guns,

but less so.

Knives come in second.

I love the potatoes, honey.

Can I...
Get some more?

Oh.

Logan's right,

the killer could have
easily been a woman.

I know Sandra
is your friend and all,

but what if she's guilty?

Oh, I am confident
that she's not.

Well, what if
you're helping a criminal?

Luckily, in this country,

you are innocent
until proven guilty.

So, I'm going with innocent.

Delicious.

I don't like it sweety.

You keep telling
me not to worry but

it the fact that I do worry.

I know.

Sandra's been charged with the
murder I don't think she committed.

I can't just stand by and
hope she doesn't get convicted.

Can I?

I hope.

I guess not.

Well, I love you.

I love you.

Good night.

So, Kim Balmain

how old would you say she is?

30s?

And did you see
the picture of her husband?

Mm-hmm. Robert.

He looked a little older.

Maybe 50s?

I don't know, still pretty young
to be dropping dead.

I found this article online.

Said he was out hiking,

had an allergic reaction,
and died.

While hiking?

That's horrible...

And then Kim became
a wealthy young widow.

Jenn...

Sometimes, in the real world,

people just die,

without being murdered.

They get hit by cars,

or have heart attacks,

get stung by bees,

and that's it.

Fini.

Hmm.

Anyway, I've got some leads
for Sandra.

There's a trainer at the gym

where Michael used to go.

They got into a fight
over a girl.

Not Sandra?

Nope.

That is a good lead.

Good, good, good.

Now go finish up
with some cardio.

Excuse me, Duane?

Hi.

Hi. Do you
have a moment?

Yeah.

First things first,
let me say this,

you're in pretty good shape
for a woman your age.

Now, I mean that.

Okay, actually, I'm here
to just help a friend.

Did you know Michael Chambers?

Yeah, a total jerk.

A dead one now.

I saw the newspaper story.

Well, I...

I heard that he might be
romantically involved

with someone from the club,

and I was wondering

if you might know
who that would be?

I don't know you,

and I don't know anything
about Michael Chambers,

except

someone did us all a favor.

So, whatever you're doing,

I don't want
any part of it, understand?

For real?

You guys got into the system?

Almost there.

It's hard work, though.

If you helped, man,
it would be a lot easier.

I'm not that good.

Yeah, you are.

You know, there could be
an upside if we get caught.

I hear the CIA
is hiring hackers.

With high school diplomas,

which you won't have
if you get caught.

Excuse me,

I was interested in

buying my husband
a special birthday present.

Do you sell old baseball cards?

Whatever you want, I can get.

Even something really rare?

That's why I'm here.

We don't carry them
in stock, of course.

Where do they come from?

Collectors are always
buying and selling

back channel.

"Back channel,"
what does that mean?

Under the radar.

A private transaction
between private individuals,

it's, uh, you know...

Private.

Oh, so you're
kind of a go-between?

Yeah, kinda.

For a fee.

Well...

Here's what I had in mind.

You want one of these?

My husband is a fan.

How much would
a shoeless Joe cost?

The prices in the book
are all over the place.

Well, a shoeless Joe rookie

went for a quarter million
at auction last year.

Oh, my goodness, I had no idea.

I mean, that, of course,

is for a pristine example.

A worn, discolored card
would be worth a lot less.

Wow.

That's cute.

Would you take $75.00 for it?

Nah, I gotta have a hundred.

That's probably worth
a lot more, you know.

It's, um...

Art greco.

Great, I'll...

I'll take it.

Um, let me know
if you hear about

any shoeless Joe Jackson cards,
on the lower end, of course.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

The trainer's name?

Duane Lambeer.

He threatened to kill Michael.

Argument was over a woman.

Her name?

I don't know.

She worked out at the club,

could have been
a client of Duane's.

This is pretty thin.

Well, it's a start.

Oh, and there could have been
a money motive, too.

It seems that Michael purchased

a rare and valuable
baseball card

shortly before his death.

Sandra doesn't know where it is.

She's never even seen it.

How valuable?

Enough to kill.

Hey, Frank.

Oh, hey, thanks for coming down.

Okay,

arraignment is tomorrow.

I talked to the prosecutor,

and he is very confident
this will go to trial.

What about bail?

We'll know tomorrow.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Sandra wanted me
to give this to you.

It's the letter
that Michael left.

"Sandra,

"I'm in love with someone else.

"Whatever is in the store,

"you can have.

"I'm going away.
It's better like this.

"Please don't try to contact
or find me.

"I am only following my heart.

Michael."

This doesn't
really help, does it?

Actually, it does.

At least this part
of her story is true.

It helps with her credibility.

Okay, here's a copy
of the crime scene photos

and the autopsy report
you asked for.

Thanks.

I'll let you know
if anything comes up.

Okay, very good.

All right,

well, I'd better
get back to work, too.

Thanks, Frank.

I don't even know

how you can go through
all of this stuff.

What are you hoping to learn
from a coroner's report?

Somebody shot him.

Well, you don't know
until you read it.

Okay, let's talk
this through, okay?

Assuming Sandra didn't kill him,

suspects and motives, go.

First,

Michael is a thief.

He's stealing from Sandra.

He's skimming off profits

from their shop,

and he is buying
collectible baseball cards

with a lot of cash.

So, maybe the thief got killed
by another thief?

Okay, a possibility.

Second,

there's a love triangle.

Everyone assumes it's Sandra
because Michael left her,

but I just met a guy
who is half-psycho,

who threatened to kill Michael
over another woman.

Duane the trainer.

Yes.

And he may be the only person

who knows
who the other woman is.

And if he didn't kill Michael,
he probably knows who did.

See, I just can't
get my head around

Sandra's fingerprints
on the gun.

How did they get there?

What?

Where are you going?

To get an answer.

I don't think
I've slept at all?

I feel like everything
is stacked against me.

No, not everything.

Arraignment's in the morning,

and there's a good chance
you'll make bail.

Sandra, I have to
ask you something.

Why are your fingerprints
on the gun?

Because I shot it.

Not at Michael.

But at the range.

Michael and I
used to go out there.

I'm probably the last one
to use it.

Well then, why aren't
the killer's fingerprints

on the gun?

He must have worn gloves.

The killer knew

where the gun was kept
in the house,

and he also knew
about the hidden cellar,

which you didn't know about.

And he had to know that Michael
was planning on leaving.

No one would miss him,

or even look for him.

Yes!

You look intense.

Gaming?

I've just done the impossible.

I hacked into
the school's computer system.

What?

What in the world
would you do that for?

Do you know how much trouble
you could get into?

No, I'm not changing my grades.

I'm changing
Nate's and Cameron's.

They gave themselves "A"s

when they were
going to get "C" s.

Look.

The grades are out tomorrow,

and they think it's a done deal,

but I am changing them back.

Why are you doing this?

I don't want my friends
to get caught cheating.

That's funny,

they think they're cheating,

but you're reversing the cheat.

Exactly.

They're going to get
what they earned.

Instant Karma.

Yeah, that too.

You're a good kid, Logan.

It's so obvious...

Why wouldn't her fingerprints
be on the gun?

Wouldn't Michael's
be there, too?

There were partials,

but the last person
to handle the gun

without gloves

was Sandra.

The killer had to know
they had a gun

and where they kept it.

Could Michael have
brought the gun to the cellar?

But then he would have left
complete prints

over Sandra's, right?

Unless he wore gloves.

Hmm, and the killer
wore gloves, too?

I'm not buying it.

I have a mystery
that I'd like to solve.

I saved my chocolate cake
from last night,

and now it's gone.

Jason...

You think I would eat your cake?

In a heartbeat.

Well, you shouldn't have
left it out

where I could see it.

So, it's my fault
you ate my cake?

Your cake is still there.

It's behind the milk.

But I get half.

What?

No... Jenn.

Jenn?

This waiting
is driving me crazy.

Could you have gone?

Mcguire said it could be
an all-day affair.

He had no idea when
Sandra's case would come up.

Oh, my goodness.

Well, either you made bail
or you escaped.

Escaped.

Mcguire was great.

He convinced the judge that
if I was going to disappear,

I already had
two years to do it.

What's next?

Well, the evidence goes
before a grand jury,

and then they make the decision
as to a trial.

Time frame?

It's up to them.

Might be a week.

For now, all I want to do
is go home and have a shower.

I hear you.

I'll come by later

and fill you in
on a couple of things.

Okay.

That's nice.
It's art deco.

You know, we almost bought
something like that

a couple years back,

but Michael said

it was over-priced.

I'll see you soon.

These are good leads.

Why won't the sheriff
investigate?

They're working to make a case
against Sandra,

not prove her innocence.

Fine.

Follow them up,

but stay out of trouble.

All right, I have
the info you asked for.

What does this have
to do with Sandra?

Long shot,

a woman called us
to sell us some antiques

after the newspaper story
came out.

She was very interested
in Michael's death.

I thought that was odd.

I also thought it was odd

that she her glass
on an antique coffee table.

Robert Balmain, 55 years-old,

was a private investor,

married to Kimberly Balmain.

Accidental death, last August,
hiking on Silver Fork trail.

Cause of death,
anaphylactic shock.

He ate a power bar
that contained peanuts.

It says right here.

"Remains of
a partially eaten bar

were found with him."

So, murder by power bar?

It would be

if someone knowingly
put that bar in his bag.

Look, I go by my hunches,

and I have a hunch
about Robert Balmain.

Oh, this should be good.

My hunch is

that whoever killed
Robert Balmain

might have killed Michael.

If you're right about this,
I'll buy you lunch for a month.

But you're buying today.

Power bar...

I don't know what
you said the other day,

but it really set him off.

I asked about Michael Chambers.

Well, he went
into the locker room,

and he broke a big mirror
with a trash can.

He's been banned.

Oh, guess I pushed a button.

Do you recall a member

named Kim Balmain?

Could she be the woman

that Michael and Duane
were arguing about?

There was a member back then
named Kim...

Kim Collette.

She was stunning.

I know I hacked the system,

and I know I changed them.

I saw them.

They were all "A" s.

But now I got "C" s.
What happened?

Well, are you sure
you guys coded the change?

Yeah, everything looked good.

We're toast.

At least you didn't get caught.

True, that.

I mean, at first
it was exciting to break in,

but then...

I kind of wished we hadn't.

I didn't sleep
at all last night.

Me too.

I bet you slept.

Like a baby.

Should've listened to him.

Less stress.

Whoa, I've got an idea.

What if we told the school

how to break into their system.

We could be, like,
cyber-security advisors.

Maybe that's something
you'd be down with?

County registrar

will have all
the marriage licenses.

How is it spelled?

Uh, Balmain,
b-a-l-m-a-i-n, Robert.

Got it.

A little less than
two years ago,

Robert Balmain
marries Kimberly Collette.

The woman from the health club.

But how does this
connect to Michael?

I have a couple of theories,

the first one
is a love triangle.

There's a trainer at the gym,
Duane Lambeer.

He got into a fight with Michael
over another woman.

That woman
was Kimberly Collette.

Maybe, when Duane heard

that Michael was
moving away with Kim...

He snaps,

confronts Michael in the barn,

and then kills him?

I had detective Lynwood
run a background check on Duane.

He's been in jail twice,
both times for assault.

So, how would he know

about the secret cellar
under the barn?

Let's say he came out here
to confront Michael.

He sees him go into the barn.

He follows him in
and down to the cellar.

They argue, they fight...

But why is the gun there?

I don't know.

Michael would have had
to bring it.

What's your other theory?

My other theory
is the baseball cards.

They're worth a lot of money,

enough money
for someone to kill over.

Maybe someone was going to
buy them from Michael,

and they decided
to steal them instead.

So, Michael
has the guy come out,

takes him down to the cellar
where he keeps the cards.

Michael is nervous
about the whole thing,

so he brings the gun with him.

But why aren't Michael's
fingerprints on the gun?

Ah, it turns out

that fingerprints on a pistol

can only be taken
from a smooth, flat surface.

If Michael held the gun
by the pistol-grip,

which is checkered plastic,

he might not have left
fingerprints.

So, who is the killer?

Don't know.

Yet.

I did find a guy who deals
with this baseball card stuff.

Pretty sleazy.

And I...

Found the other note.

I don't even know

if it's from the woman
that Michael was seeing.

I just know my heart sank
when I read it.

"See you tomorrow.

Me."

What's that tell you?

I think your instincts
are right.

Seems pretty intimate
to sign the note "me."

Hello.

Yes, this is Jennifer.

Yes, I am still interested.

Can I call you back to confirm?

Thank you.

That was Billy the card broker.

Someone surfaced

with a shoeless Joe
rookie card for sale,

and a few others to go with it.

We can meet the guy tomorrow
at Billy's shop.

I know you're still
on the fence.

Danielle, this is
so frustrating.

I'm offering you an opportunity.

I know.

You're a diamond in the rough.

There's so much I can teach you.

About art?

Presentation.

First off, clothes.

While the clothing you wear

might be acceptable
at a thrift shop

like Rags to Riches...

We're not a thrift shop.

My point is,

that to deal with our clientele,

you need to present yourself
with class and elegance,

and I can help you with that.

There's also a fringe benefit

I didn't mention.

We deal with
a lot of wealthy men,

some of them single.

Do you really want to make
a career out of that shop?

Working with Jennifer,

who's...
Very sweet,

but, quite Frankly,
somewhat common...

Oh.

I think I know
what you're saying.

Let me make it simple,

do you want to dance in the barn
with hay on the floor,

or come to an elegant ball
at the chateau?

Probably the barn.

I like line dancing.

And if Jenn is there,
I know I'll have a good time.

She's my best friend.

Thanks for the offer, Elena.

I'm going to stay at Rags.

And lunch is on me.

Au revoir.

Honey, I want to
show you something,

see what you think.

Okay.

Take a look at this.

This is a photo the police took
after the body was removed.

Now, here's a photo,
pretty much the same angle,

that I took later.

What do you see?

Honestly, they look
the same to me.

Look right here,
next to the candelabra

in the crime scene photo.

The little statue

is not in the photo that I took,

but it's in the police photo.

That means
somebody had to go down there

and take that statue

after the murder.

Okay, someone
removed the statue.

Whoever took the statue
could very well be the killer.

Okay...

I bought that statue
the day before yesterday.

What? Where?

A guy who brokers baseball cards

had it in his shop,

and get this,

he knows someone

who has a shoeless Joe
rookie card for sale.

I think the broker
bought the statue

from the same guy
who killed Michael

for the cards,

and now wants to sell them.

Honey, if this is true,
I want you nowhere near this.

Oh, I know.

I'm already getting
Frank involved.

There's a meeting
set for tomorrow.

You go only if he goes.

I promise.
Don't worry.

What do you think?

Well, I want to find out

who Billy Carr
acquired this statue from.

Well, whoever it is
was in the cellar.

Why?

Well, if that person is
connected to a baseball card

that once belonged to Michael,

this could get
pretty interesting.

Sandra's on her way here now.

Okay.

I'm going to be in the store
before you guys,

posing as a customer.

Now, another customer

is going to come in
shortly after you,

that's one of my guys.

You got that?

Got it.

Are you okay?

You can stay here.

No, I'm fine.

The customer after us
is plainclothes.

Frank is already inside.

Why do I feel like
you've done this before?

Let's go.

Is that the guy?

No, that's a customer.

And the party in question
is not a guy,

it's a woman.

She just texted and said
she's not going to make it.

A woman?
What's her name?

Diana.

She said Diana Dors.

That's not a real name,
that's an old movie star.

You think anybody
in this business

uses their real name?

Frank...

Nobody's coming.

Hey, Billy,

got a closed sign for this dump?

Somebody walked in
off the street

with the statue.

I paid cash.

This is tied to a murder, Billy,

and right now,

it's looking like
you're in pretty deep.

For buying a statue?

Michael Chambers

had a shoeless Joe rookie,

and that card just vanished

when Michael was murdered,

and now, suddenly,
you know someone

who wants to sell one?

I want their phone
number, Billy.

I don't have it.
It was a blocked call.

And you just...

Just happen to have
a little bronze statue

that was taken
from the crime scene?

I told you the truth.

Okay.

Michael was skimming
from his fiancee's store

and buying rare
baseball cards from you.

He ends up buying
a very expensive

Joe Jackson rookie card,

and he doesn't pay you.

You're furious,

so you go to his place,

you follow him into the barn.

There's an argument,

maybe a fight...

And then you get your hands

on a gun.

You shoot Michael,

you take the baseball cards,

and, as an added bonus,

you grab the little statue
on your way out.

Now, what part of that
isn't true?

All of it!

None of it is true!

I don't want to talk anymore,
I want a lawyer.

I can't believe they
didn't just arrest him.

Well, Frank was just trying
to scare him into talking.

He doesn't think Billy
is the killer,

but he could lead us there.

Hey, did we sell anything today?

Five sales.

That's a good day.

That's a good day.

I'm hitting the farmer's market.
Do you want anything?

No, I'm good.

Okay.

"See you tomorrow...

Me."

Oh.

If you need any help,
just let me know.

Here we go.

Interesting.

I wanted some tea.

You're going to make
a phone call.

Sandra, I was
just going to call you.

You will not believe
what I discovered.

Tell me when I see you.

I need you out here right away.

Something's come up.

I've gotta go.
Please hurry.

If your friend doesn't
screw things up,

everything will be fine.

You've reached
detective Frank Lynwood.

Please leave a message.

Hey, Frank, trying you again.

I'm on my way out to Sandra's.

Something's going on,
I don't know what,

but she sounds stressed.

Call me back,

and if I don't answer,
there's a problem.

Sandra?

Sandra?

Are you okay?

Put your cell phone
on the table next to hers.

I've already called
detective Lynwood.

He knows everything.

Well, then I have
nothing to lose.

But you might be bluffing.

So, I think it's time for me
to move on.

You never planned on going
anywhere with Michael.

Nope.

You thought he had

some valuable baseball cards

and antiques.

You knew about the hiding cellar

under the barn.

You met him there

and you shot him
with his own gun.

Almost.

The cards weren't worth
as much as he said.

If he hadn't have lied
about the cards,

he'd still be alive today.

How did you know
he would have the gun with him?

I didn't.

Can't you figure that one out?

Oh...

You took the gun from the house.

You knew where it was

because you'd been in the house.

Yup.

Romantic afternoons
while Sandra was at work.

You kill Michael
in his own hiding place.

The body may or may not
be discovered,

but there's no way
to connect you to the crime

because you wore gloves.

You think like a criminal.

And you'd get away with
a baseball card collection

that you thought
was worth a fortune.

Still worth something,
but not the fortune I needed.

And then you marry
Robert Balmain,

fully intending on killing him.

Makes me, what?

A black widow,

a creature that kills its mate?

Trap door, please.

Let it go, Jennifer.

Gun versus pipe, who wins?

Down the stairs.

What are you going to do?

Tie you up
so I can make a safe getaway.

I'll make an anonymous call
to the cops in the morning.

Now, go,
before I change my mind.

Duane was never a part of this.

Nope.

I guess I led him on,

but what else is new?

Michael was flirting at the gym,

we started seeing each other.

He told me he
was leaving Sandra.

We started having secret dates.

Sorry about this,

but it beats the alternative.

You told Billy you wanted
to sell the rookie card,

but that wasn't true.

You're right,

I had no intention
of selling the card.

I wanted to smoke you out.

I was standing
across the street,

waiting to see
who would show up at the shop.

So, what's the next move
in your twisted little plan?

By this time tomorrow,

I am going to be
sipping a mai tai,

checking out
married men at the bar,

a long way from here.

Oh.

Can't forget my insurance.

Ta-ta, ladies.

Jenn...

I have an idea.

Hold on, Sandra.

I smell smoke.

She's burning the barn!

I know, I know.

Hurry.

Try to pull your arm out.

Here we go.
Come on.

No!

We'll never get out this way.

Some of the floorboards
are pretty old...

Gotcha!

Here.

Oh.

Sandra!

Right here, help me.

Together.

Oh!

Hurry, hurry.

Reach!

Go!

Are you okay?

Yes.

My phone is in the house.

Hands over your head!

Sheriff's department!

Let me see your hands!

Don't move!

This card belongs to you.

It'll be used for
evidence in Kim's trial,

but other than that,

it's yours.

I don't know if I even want it.

I'll take it.

I know a broker named Billy.

Tomorrow morning,

the charges against you,
of course, will be dropped.

So, Kim is looking at..?

Two murders,

Michael,
and her husband, Richard.

And attempted murder

of Jenn and Sandra.

Attempted murder?

I'm sorry, honey,

but she locked us in the cellar,

and we had to break out.

I called Frank

before we went over there.

Oh, okay, if you called Frank

that makes it good...

Well, to Jennifer.

I will second that.

You've got a real nose for this.

No, don't encourage her.

Yeah, no, don't.

This was a little too close
for comfort tonight.

But credit where credit is due.

Thank you.

But for now, I am going back

to being a wife, mother,
and garage sale diva.

Yeah, right.

Sure, mom.

That, I will drink to.

I'm just grateful
you solved this mystery.

Ah...

To Jenn.

Cheers!

Cheers!

She shoots Michael
for a baseball card

she thinks is worth a fortune.

But it's not.

How did Billy get the statue
from the cellar?

He snuck in late night

after he read
the newspaper article.

He thought the card
might be there,

but it wasn't.

He grabbed the statue, hoping
it would worth something.

So Billy had nothing
to do with it?

Nope.

How did Kim know

Sandra's fingerprints
would be on the gun?

She didn't.

She got lucky.

The only thing she was
concerned about was making sure

that her fingerprints
weren't on the gun.

Then she marries Robert...

Fully intending to kill him.

She's a bad one.

She really set fire to the barn

with you and Sandra
in the cellar?

I would have had to run
this place all by myself.

You turned down the gallery job?

You're stuck with me,
for better or worse.

What happened?

Creative differences.

She didn't like your clothes.

- What?
- Don't ask.

Let's map out
Saturday's garage sales.

Good idea.

Oh!

"The most interesting
garage sale in the world."

Hmm!

Oh, check this one out,

"items purchase themselves."

We can do better.

I found it!

"Uncover the mystery
of hidden treasures."

Oh, here we go.