Garage Sale Mystery: All That Glitters Page #8

AND MAKE SURE:

SHE STAYS THERE?

ALRIGHT.

[CLEARING THROAT]

JENN?

OH, HI, HONEY.

BEFORE YOU JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS,

LET ME EXPLAIN --

I AM JUST HAPPY YOU'RE SAFE.

OH...

I'M OKAY.

NOW I'M GOING TO TAKE YOU HOME.

YOU TOO,

GUEST BEDROOM.

ARE YOU GOING TO BE OKAY?

YEAH, DAVID'S ON HIS WAY HOME,

AND I HAVE A BOTTLE OF WINE

THAT NEEDS DRINKING.

I REALLY THOUGH YOU WERE GOING TO SHOOT HIM.

SHOULD HAVE.

HONEY.

I'M JUST SAYING.

DERRICK BROOKS.

I PUT THAT NAME INTO THE COMPUTER,

-AND UP POPS--

-ALAN BERNARD.

YOUNGER.

AND AN ARTICLE THAT SAYS

HE IS PRESUMED DEAD

IN A BOATING ACCIDENT.

NO BODY FOUND.

FIVE YEARS AGO.

SO, HE MASTERMINDS A JEWEL HEIST,

KILLS HIS PARTNERS,

FAKES HIS DEATH.

PUTS THE DIAMONDS

SAFELY IN A STORAGE UNIT,

MOVES TO COSTA RICA,

THINKING HE'LL COME BACK YEARS LATER,

WHEN THE HEIST AND THE MURDERS

HAVE BEEN FORGOTTEN.

HE WAS THEN PLANNING

ON GOING TO BELGIUM,

OR INDIA,

TO HAVE THE DIAMONDS CUT DOWN.

AND THE STORAGE UNI WAS PAID BY CREDIT CARD

THAT WAS ON AUTO-PAY.

YES, AND WHEN I SIGNED

FOR THE STORAGE UNIT,

I NOTICED THAT THAT CREDIT CARD

HAD BEEN CANCELED

DUE TO FOREIGN TRANSACTIONS.

AND BY THE TIME ALAN FOUND OUT,

IT WAS TOO LATE.

HE SHOWS UP AFTER THE AUCTION,

DEMANDS TO KNOW WHO BOUGHT HIS STUFF...

GET THAT CHECK:

OUT OF MY FACE!

MARTIN WON'T TELL HIM.

A FIGHT ESCALATES...

MARTIN ENDS UP DEAD.

ALAN THEN TEARS THROUGH THE FILES,

TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE

PERSON WHO HAS HIS STUFF.

THEN... HE PUT THE BODY

IN THE EMPTY UNIT,

AND LOCKED I WITH THE STORAGE LOCK.

AND THAT EXPLAINS THE

BREAK-IN

HERE AT THE SHOP,

AND WHY NOTHING WAS TAKEN.

HE WAS ONLY INTERESTED

IN THAT SUITCASE

WITH THE BEAR IN IT.

WHICH WAS SITTING IN MY GARAGE.

HE KEPT TRYING:

TO FIGURE OU WHERE WE KEPT OUR EXCESS INVENTORY.

AND BY THE WAY,

THE ITEMS FROM THAT AUCTION

ARE NOW EVIDENCE.

WHAT?

AND THAT TABLE YOU SOLD?

OH, DON'T SAY IT.

YOU HAVE TO GET IT BACK.

WELL...

I GUESS YOU'RE GONNA

WANT THIS BACK, TOO.

MARYANNE BROUGHT IT BY.

THEY MUST HAVE MISSED IT LAST NIGHT.

YEAH, I GUESS SO.

WOW.

THANK YOU.

MM.

I OWE YOU AN APOLOGY.

NO, YOU DON'T.

ANYONE WOULD HAVE BEEN SUSPICIOUS

AFTER WHAT YOU SAW.

JENNIFER,

MY MARRIAGE WITH MARTIN

WAS OVER A LONG TIME AGO,

BUT HE WOULDN'T ACCEP THAT I HAD FOUND SOMEONE NEW.

THAT DOESN'T MEAN

I WANTED ANY HARM

TO COME TO HIM.

I WAS HORRIFIED:

AT WHAT HAPPENED.

I UNDERSTAND,

BUT I FEEL SO BADLY

THAT I SUSPECTED YOU.

ISN'T THE SPOUSE ALWAYS

THE MOST LIKELY SUSPECT?

I KNEW HOW IT LOOKED,

BUT THANKS TO YOU,

THE MAN WHO DID THIS

HAS BEEN CAUGHT.

[SHOVEL RASPING]

VERY NICE.

AND I SEE YOU'RE HELPING.

I AM. I'M THE SAFETY ENGINEER.

[CHUCKLING, SHOVEL THUDS]

HEY, I-I HIT SOMETHING!

I HIT SOMETHING!

OKAY, NOW I'M DIGGING.

HEY, HON, CAN YOU GRAB HENRY?

HE'S UP AT THE HOUSE.

HE'S PART OWNER OF WHATEVER WE FIND.

YOU GOT IT.

COME ON, DAD.

ALRIGHT, FINALLY.

OH, THAT SOUNDS GOOD.

THAT SOUNDS GOOD.

LET'S GET AROUND THE HOLE.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS,

BUT THEY FOUND SOMETHING.

WELL, IT'S PROBABLY

SOME OLD TRASH.

A TREASURE CHEST.

A REAL TREASURE CHEST.

OH... MY.

OPEN IT, DAD.

HENRY?

OKAY.

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

IT'S ALL FAKE.

PLEASE.

LOOK UNDER IT.

I REMEMBER.

IT WAS MY SON'S EIGHTH BIRTHDAY.

IT WAS GOING TO BE A PIRATE PARTY.

BUT THERE WAS A POLIO SCARE,

AND EVERYONE WANTED

THEIR KIDS SAFE AT HOME.

WE WERE ALL FRIGHTENED,

AND THE PARTY WAS FORGOTTEN.

A FRIEND OF MINE MADE THAT MAP,

BURIED THE BOX.

WE DIDN'T KNOW WHERE.

IT WAS SO LONG AGO.

THIS IS A LETTER

FROM MY WIFE:

TO OUR SON.

BOTH HAVE PASSED.

[SNIFFLES]

YOU HAVE NO IDEA

WHAT THIS MEANS TO ME.

OH, HENRY.

WE'RE SO HAPPY WE COULD HELP YOU FIND IT.

AREN'T WE, LOGAN?

YEAH. VERY HAPPY.

I'M SORRY

THERE'S NO PIRATE TREASURE.

BUT I SEE YOU'RE PRETTY

HANDY WITH A SHOVEL.

[CHUCKLING]

AND IF YOU'D LIKE TO EARN SOME MONEY,

I DO HAVE SOME YARD WORK NEEDS DOING.

[AWKWARDLY]

THAT SOUNDS GREAT.

LOGAN'S TOLD ME

ABOUT YOUR SHOP,

AND, UH...

I HAVE AN ATTIC HERE

THAT NOBODY'S BEEN IN

FOR, LIKE, 50 YEARS.

ARE YOU INTERESTED?

OH, NO.

ALWAYS.

WHAT DO YOU THINK'S UP THERE?

FURNITURE, AND BOXES, AND JUNK,

AND MY COMIC BOOK COLLECTION.

WAIT, WAIT, YOUR COLLECTION?

WELL, I WAS YOUNG ONCE.

I USED TO BUY THEM ALL

WHEN THEY FIRST CAME OUT,

I THINK THEY'RE ALL FIRST EDITIONS.

DO YOU WANT 'EM?

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