Dead Over Heels: An Aurora Teagarden Mystery

Lillian, you're working late.

I can't work tomorrow.

I have to take my sister shopping.

Oh, that sounds fun.

Maybe to you.

I find it frivolous.

Okay then.

Have a good night.

Miss Teagarden.

Oh, Captain Burns,

you startled me.

I need to talk to your boyfriend.

Any idea where I can find him?

He's out of town, on business.

Well, tell Mr. Martin Bartell to come find me

as soon as he comes back.

My house, not the station.

Well, I can give you his phone number.

No phone calls.

They can be traced.

Is everything all right?

Do yourself a favor and stay out of this one.

Tell me his name again?

Tim Prentiss.

He moved here a little while ago

to work for Martin.

Martin knows him from the CIA.

He's very nice.

"Nice" is how my great aunt describes men

she wants to fix me up with.

Handsome.

And it's not a set-up.

It's just, it's dinner.

Mother and John will be there.

Martin, too.

It'll be fun.

[pipe sprays and splashes, Aurora winces]

Then why do you look so worried?

No, I'm not worried.

I am just frustrated that I can't...

fix this leak myself.

Tell me again why you didn't call a plumber?

Because I should be able to deal

with simple household repairs myself.

You know, I had the strangest conversation

with Captain Burns last night.

Chief of Police Captain Burns, the one who hates you?

I can't stop thinking about it.

I mean, it wasn't a threat exactly,

but it felt like it.

[aircraft engine drones overhead]

That plane is flying awfully low.

What in the world?

Oh, my gosh!

What was that? Was that a body?

I think so.

What?

It's Captain Burns!

I can't believe this happened.

Poor Captain Burns.

So, you were outside when the body dropped?

Yeah, fixing the faucet.

We were right there.

What kind of a plane was it?

Crop duster?

Uh... well, I'm not sure.

It was a single engine.

It was, uh, it was white with a blue stripe.

It was right there, exactly.

We were fixing the faucet.

Because we can.

Can you take her up to see medics?

I think she's in shock.

Hey, I'm so sorry.

I know that you worked with him.

You must... feel awful.

Uh, do you remember

the last time you saw him?

Last night.

He came to the library looking for Martin.

Okay.

Well, that's it for now.

I'll, uh, maybe need you and Sally at the station later.

How does this always happen to you?

Trust me, this never happens to me.

You know, most people go their entire lives

without ever seeing a murder.

So it was definitely a murder?

Because I think I saw a stab wound.

Do me a favor.

Stay out of this one.

Are you okay?

I just keep seeing that plane,

and Captain Burns, and...

it's all so sad.

Maybe you should go home.

No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.

You need help cleaning up.

It's all...

Oh.

Okay, well, I'll be fine.

Okay.

Aurora?

-There you are! -Martin!

That was nice.

I came straight from the airport.

You could have been killed.

I don't think so.

Whoever was flying didn't want to hurt us.

They wanted us to see.

What?

You are the only person I know

that could have a near-death experience

and immediately start solving the crime.

Well, why else would you drop a body

in somebody's yard?

While they were there?

Well, I suppose we should cancel dinner

with your mother--

Oh my gosh.

Dinner!

Aurora?

Aurora...

I still think you could have canceled.

I tried to convince her.

I mean, it's positively ghoulish having a dinner party

in the middle of a crime scene.

And pizza?

Mother, it is not a crime scene, it's my home,

and I still need to eat.

And I thought it would be good for Sally to have company

after what happened today.

I can't believe you're not more upset.

Well, I am upset.

You're the one that always says

good friends and family are the best medicine.

You do say that.

As long as Roe isn't gonna play matchmaker,

I'm fine.

Matchmaker?

Oh, you little sneak.

Martin's friend

moved into town a few months ago.

Roe, tell me you didn't.

I'm just trying to help him get settled.

I already told her

I wasn't interested.

Knock knock.

I hope you don't mind.

The door was open, so I let myself in.

Hey!

Aurora doesn't seem to care

that she could have been badly hurt.

She just wants to solve the mystery.

: I care about getting hurt.

: Well, good for you, Sally,

that is a sign of health.

We just lost a respected member of our community.

It's a tragedy, it's not a mystery.

I know it's terrible,

but this isn't just any mystery.

Captain Burns gave me a strange message

and then shows up dead in my yard.

What message?

He warned me to stay out of it.

He wanted to talk to Martin.

Don't look at me, I barely knew the man.

: Captain Burns

quite reasonably objected to the fact

that Aurora interferes in police work.

I prefer to think of myself as helping.

Aurora runs a club that meets once a month.

"The Real Murders Club."

We solve historical murders.

And solved the last four homicides in Lawrenceton,

thanks to Aurora.

Which probably explains

why Captain Burns didn't want to talk to me.

But not why he ended up in my yard.

Maybe it's a dare.

Someone who knows your talents

is challenging you to solve this crime.

Well, that's a dare

I forbid you to take.

Thank you, Aida.

You're great.

Your ideas, they're great.

They're, um... you should come to our next meeting.

I'd love to.

That was very sneaky of you,

setting up Tim and Sally like that.

I wasn't sneaking.

I told Sally she'd like him,

and she did.

Little meddler.

Hey, mind grabbing me my jacket?

I'm gonna head out.

I suppose they should be thanking you.

Oh, hey, listen, I got you a present.

Why don't--why don't we save it for...