Murder She Baked: A Plum Pudding Murder Mystery Page #3
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the crazy elf tree lot
to pick up my check,
before it's too late.
If you want,
afterwards we could stop by
and have some ice cream.
Sounds wonderful.
I bet you're a "rocky road"
kind of girl.
I am!
We have so much in common.
I'm sorry...
I think that was my mother.
Are you sure?
Um...
I'm pretty sure it was.
I-I'm pretty sure
that was my mother.
Hey, hey. Hand me your phone.
- Why?
- Oh, great.
Oh, don't--
Oh, no, 'cause then we'll see.
See? It's ringing. It's her.
Okay. Stop it. Stop it.
Sorry, but I...
Guess now you know--
She's dating.
Well, good.
Right? Good for her.
I mean...
I hope she finds someone
she can be happy with.
I really do.
All the lights
I thought all this stuff
was supposed to
be shut down by 9:00.
Well, it's only 9:30.
Really? Oh.
Crazy elf is crazy!
That thing scares me every time.
And so are my prices!
Well, maybe he's in here.
- Let's check, okay?
- Sure.
Mr. Jaeger?
Mr. Jaeger, it's Hannah Swensen,
I just came by to pick up my--
What is it?
I think he's passed out drunk.
Look, there's a bottle.
Mr. Jaeger?
Hello?
Oh, you're right,
he looks passed out cold.
Hey.
Hey...
Oh, Norman, I don't know
if you should--
He's dead. He's dead.
What?
I...
It's okay, okay?
I'm gonna call the police.
Okay. Okay.
We shouldn't
touch anything. Um...
Yeah, hi, uh,
I need an ambulance
and-and the police, please.
There's a... There's a dead man.
He's-- he's dead.
Well, I'm not sure.
He's bleeding
and he's on the ground.
I can-- yes.
Yes, I can stay on the line.
I just--
Well, you have to understand
that we--
I'm sorry. I have no idea.
I'm not a police officer.
You just--
You need to send an ambulance
and the police now.
I'm not sure.
He's on...
On main street
at the crazy elf tree lot.
Yes. I have no idea.
He's-- he's dead.
Yes, I'm sure he's dead.
You need to send someone now.
All right,
so there he is, huh?
Let's get that processed.
Okay, so what were you, uh,
what were you even doing here,
to begin with?
I just came to pick up my check,
it's what was in his hand.
When you got to the tree lot,
just describe
everything that you saw.
Okay, um...
The music was on, right?
And the lights.
And an elf told me
that that stuff's
all supposed to be
shut down by 9:
00.The elf? Yeah, right.
So what time was that at?
Uh, about 9:
30.We got here at 9:30.
You two
were having dinner together?
Yeah. That's right.
So where'd you go?
To Pallioti's.
- I don't see what that--
- So, um...
When you got to the lot,
did you see or, um,
hear anyone?
No. No, I mean,
someone could have been
hiding in the back,
but we didn't see anyone.
Poor Courtney.
At that point,
you made your way
over to Larry's office.
What did you see there?
The door was unlocked
and I called out to him,
but, uh,
that's when I saw him
lying on the floor,
he had an empty bottle of
alcohol right next to him.
And Norman rolled him over,
and that's when I saw the blood.
He was dead.
Okay, that's what you remember?
Well, I remember
he had a black eye,
but there was a bruise, right,
so it couldn't have been
from today, maybe he got
in a fight yesterday?
- Hannah--
- Someone came back and...
You okay?
- I've called your sister. Okay?
- Yes, thanks.
So what do we got?
Nine mill.
Courtney says Mr. Jaeger
does own a hand gun,
doesn't know what kind.
Haven't found it yet.
There is a possible
footprint out back,
but there's been
a lot of foot traffic.
- Yeah. Merry Christmas.
- Right.
We should get forensics
to take some photos of that,
and then we should
also probably get
shoe-print castings asap.
Right now, we have
one gunshot wound on the victim,
two bullet holes in the TV.
Three casings recovered.
Looks calculated.
Yeah.
There's no sign of struggle.
Okay, good work.
Let me know if you
hear anything else.
I'm just gonna talk to Hannah.
All right.
You keep me in the loop.
Hey, officer. Careful with that.
That's evidence.
We've told you
everything we know here,
and we're both cold
and it's getting late.
I'd like to get Hannah home.
Is there anything else?
Yeah, no, it's probably
most helpful
if you go, get safe,
and stay warm.
You're listening
to Dr. Love's
morning radio show,
and when we return,
we'll speak about forgiveness
being the final form of love.
I have never felt unsafe--
Where are you?
What's going on?
I don't know.
As soon as poor Ron was killed,
I just started to shake.
To shake!
And now two!
Inside of two years.
Hannah! I'm so glad you're here.
Gosh, everybody's been lined up
since before I even opened!
Why?
The murder made
the morning papers.
Are you okay?
I was so worried about you.
I'm fine.
They want to know
everything that you saw.
Good morning, pat.
Why are people so curious
about something so horrible?
I don't know.
Guess it's just human nature.
...I think of poor Ron
every single day.
- Hannah! What did you see?
- Hi...
Was he dead when you got there?
I live across
from the crazy elf tree lot,
and Mr. Jaeger gave me
a free Christmas tree.
That poor man!
I feel like we're all in danger!
Oh, no, no, I don't think
we're in danger, ladies--
I think we're safe.
Oh, Hannah!
Hannah. Oh, god.
Tell me everything.
Ladies, how about
some white chocolate
pumpkin dream cookies?
- Oh!
- Thank you.
Are you okay?
Did you even sleep?
Yes! I'm fine.
Good morning, girls!
Mother.
So many customers, Hannah.
My business teacher,
miss whiting,
says that people like to shop
in a busy store,
because it makes them feel like
they're part of a trend.
I come bearing gifts!
Hannah, first, for you--
Thank you.
Dr. Love's book.
Now, I have highlighted
all the parts
that pertain to you,
and I've underlined
some of the things
you're doing wrong.
Mom! Thank you. So much.
And, Andrea,
you're not forgotten, honey.
Aww. Look what I bought you.
What to expect
when you're expecting.
Just in case you ever decide
to make me a grandmother.
Mother!
Stop pressuring her!
You don't know, do you?
You're pregnant?
Tell her.
No, mother,
it's about Larry jaeger.
What?
tree lot...
Mm-hmm?
He was found
murdered last night.
Oh...
That's horrible.
I'll finish this for you, okay?
Hannah found him.
Not again, Hannah.
I just happened to be there.
Oh! Does Nancy know?
Nancy?
Dr. Love.
She's probably still
at the stables.
We must get to her before
someone else tells her first!
And, uh, oh, we should
bring her cookies,
just in case
she goes into shock.
Why would she go into shock?
Because.
Larry jaeger was her husband.
- Here?
- Right here.
Mother, wait for me.
Oh, there she is.
Nancy!
Nancy Schmidt!
May I speak with you, please?
That's a big horse.
Delores? Hannah?
What a surprise.
What are you guys doing here?
I'm so sorry to stop by
just out of the blue, Nancy,
but I have some bad news.
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