Charlaine Harris - Last Scene Alive (Aurora Teagarden Mysteries, Book 7)

Last Scene
Alive

Also by Charlaine Harris

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Shakespeares Counselor

Dead Until Dark

Shakespeares Trollop

A Fool and His Honey

Shakespeares Christmas

Shakespeares Champion

Dead Over Heels

Shakespeares Landlord

The Julius House

Three Bedrooms, One Corpse

A Bone to Pick

Real Murders

A Secret Rage

Sweet and Deadly

Charlaine Harris

St. Martins Minotaur
New York

LAST SCENE ALIVE . Copyright 2002 by Charlaine Harris.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Harris, Charlaine.

Last scene alive : An Aurora Teagarden Mystery / Charlaine Harris.1st ed.

p. cm.

ISBN 0-312-26246-9

1. Teagarden, Aurora Roe (Fictitious character)Fiction. 2. Women detectivesGeorgiaFiction. 3. Motion picture industryFiction. 4. GeorgiaFiction. I. Title.

PS3558.A6427 L37 2002

813'.54dc21

2002017793

First Edition: August 2002

10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1

Many people gave me information I used or misused in this book. First and foremost was Tom Smith, who knows more about the movie industry than I could ever include in one book. Also of great help were William Peschel, who gave me a great account of his time spent as an extra; Dr. John Alexander, who never minds answering odd questions; and Donna Moore, one of my cyberfriends on DorothyL, who gave me the title for this book.

Last Scene
Alive

When I stopped at the end of the driveway to extract my letters and magazines from the mailbox, I never imagined that in five minutes Id be sitting at my kitchen table reading an article about myself. But my entertainment magazine had had a fascinating teaser on the cover: Crusoes Book Comes to the Screen (Finally)WHIMSICAL MURDERS Goes On Location. It had taken me only seconds to flip pages to the article, which was faced by a full-page picture of my former friend Robin Crusoe, his long frame folded into a chair behind a desk piled high with books. Then, with a much deeper sensation of shock, I realized that, in a green-shaded sidebar, the small woman walking to her car, head down, was me. Not surprisingly, I decided to read the sidebar first.

It was a strangely jolting experience to see Aurora Teagarden in the flesh, began the writer, one Marjory Bolton.

Strangely jolting, my tushy.

The diminutive librarian, whose courage and perspicuity led to the discovery of the serial killers terrorizing Lawrenceton, Georgia, is no recluse.

Why would I be?

Though only in her thirties, shes experienced more excitement than most women have in their lifetimes, I read, and though she became a widow last November, Aurora Teagarden could pass for someone ten years her junior. Well, I kind of liked that. I could see the end of my thirties if I looked real hard. I wasnt looking.

She comes to work at the Lawrenceton Library every day, driving her new Chevy. Would I drive someone elses? Modest in dress and demeanor, Teagarden hardly appears to be the independently wealthy woman she is. Why would I wear designer originals (an inexplicable waste of money anyway) to my job at the library? This was absurdity.

I skimmed the remaining paragraphs, hoping to see something that made sense. Actually, I wouldnt have minded another reference to my youthful appearance. But no. Though Teagarden refused to let the filmmakers use her name, the main female character in the script is widely held to be based on her persona. Teagardens mother, Aida Queensland, a multimillion-dollar real estate salesperson, attributes her daughters distancing herself from the project to Teagardens aversion to the memories the incidents left and to Teagardens deeply religious heritage.

I brought the cordless phone into the kitchen and hit an auto-dial number. Mother, did you tell this Marjory Bolton that I came from a deeply religious heritage? We hadnt even settled on the Episcopal Church until Mother had married John Queensland.

My mother had the grace to sound a little embarrassed as she said, Good evening, Aurora. She asked me if we went to church, and I said yes.

I read through the paragraph again. And you told her you were a multimillion-dollar real estate broker?

Well, I am. And I thought I might as well get in a plug for the business.

Like you needed it!

Business could always be better. Besides, Im trying to get into the best position for selling the firm. One of these days Im going to retire.

It wasnt the first time in the past couple of months Mother had said something about selling Select Realty. Since John had had a heart attack, my mother had cut back on her work hours. Apparently, shed also begun to think about how much longer she wanted to work.

Two years ago, Id have sworn shed die while she was showing a house, but now I knew better. Shed gotten a wake-up call.

Listen to this, I said. Ms. Teagarden, close friend of rising power-that-be Cartland Sewell, may have political plans. Some insiders regard her as a power behind the scenes in area politics. Who on earth couldve told them that? What a bunch of...

Aurora! Mother warned.

Codswallop, I finished. It was a word Id never had occasion to say out loud before.

Im sure it was Bubba himself, Mother said. She was more politically astute without trying than I would be if I had a fully briefed advisor.

Really? Even I could hear the wonderment in my voice.

She sighed. I hope you never remotely consider running for office or backing any candidate you really want to win, she advised me. And Ive got to try to remember to call him Cartland. After calling him Bubba for forty years, Cartland is a mouthful. He seems to think he has a better chance of getting elected if he goes by his christened name.

Well, I might not be politically astute like Bubba Sewellexcuse me, Cartland Sewellbut I could see that even my own mother had had a self-serving reason for contributing a quote to a completely unwanted, unnecessary magazine article about me.

Have you finished the whole article? Mother asked, and her voice had taken on some anxiety.

No. That sounded ominous. I skipped over the last part of the sidebar, the part where my friend Angel Youngblood had shoved the photographer, and returned to the main body of the article, the reason for the revival of interest in yours truly.

After a long and frustrating wait, the grisly tale of the murders upon which Robin Crusoes book WHIMSICAL DEATH was based is coming to the small screen as a two-part miniseries. Filmmakers hope for a more successful pairing of true-crime book and movie than Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. Crusoes sojourn in Hollywood has made him skeptical of the result. I dont know how the natives of Lawrenceton will feel about the job were doing, Crusoe admitted. I plan to be there for the location shoot. Crusoe has another reason to be on the scene; hes the constant companion of actress Celia Shaw, who will play the Teagarden character.