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- Ah! - Hi!

- Ah, you made it! - Oh, did you think I'd miss your housewarming?

I keep telling Russell

that I am setting up a bedroom just for you.

And this must be the legendary co-worker

that she keeps talking about!

He's even more handsome in real life!

- Well... - Look at that face!

Aren't you so adorable?

Give me five!

Oh yeah! Good boy!

Good boy! Oh! And hi Charlie!

Fiona, it's nice to finally meet you.

So, Fi, did you rob a bank?

Or is that software company

finally paying you what you're worth?

Actually, I'm not there anymore.

Fiona just patented her first app!

And it's been selling like crazy!

- Oh! That is amazing! - Yeah!

Who knew that you could buy a house in the country

with a virtual trading app for baby clothes?

Ah, I could use that for Rex's dog toys!

Oh!

Okay, come in, get settled.

- Have a drink. - That's probably another cancellation.

The storm surge has been wreaking havoc on our guest list.

I'm not surprised. We almost didn't make it ourselves.

I just hope that the notary gets here.

We're signing closing papers tonight

and without an official witness, we're basically squatters.

Oh, that must be her.

Hi! Are you the notary?

That's me. Glad I found the place.

Come on in.

So lucky you made it!

Ah, it looks like

somebody's already had too much wine.

Why don't you guys come inside?

- You can put your coat up right over there. - Okay.

We bought the place fully furnished.

Haven't even explored every corner

but wait till you see it after the renos.

It just needs a little work, but we love the bones.

Can you believe it's only 15 years old?

Oh, this is Tori and Dean.

- Hi. - These are Fiona's former work colleagues.

Sorry about the glass, Russell.

The cheap ones are slippery.

And this is Laura.

We all met at a wine making class.

Everybody, this is,

Fiona's oldest friend Sarah

- and her co-workers, Charlie and Rex. - Hi.

Oh! He is so cute!

I've heard about you.

I love a man in uniform.

Not guilty, Officer.

So are you robbery?

- Vice? - Any chance you could

ticket my neighbour for a noisy muffler?

I'm a Major Crimes detective.

It's a majorly loud muffler.

Shall we?

Excuse me a second.

- All right, guys. The dining room - Party time!

Is this way.

Ready to go.

I'm sorry. I didn't get your name.

- Jamie. Jamie Quinn. - I'm Sarah.

- Did you want a drink? - Oh, no, no. I'm on duty.

I'll just hang back until they need me.

Oh! My notary stamp!

- Here. - Sorry.

I'm such a dork at parties.

- I never know where to put my hands. - Oh, me too.

If you change your mind about the drink,

- we're in there. - Okay, thank you.

Thank you everyone for coming here tonight.

Russell and I wanted to have our friends here

as we sign the closing papers on our new home.

Oh and don't worry, Rex.

We would never leave you out of a toast.

So everyone raise your glasses.

To good friends.

And to your new home.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Now, let's officialize the house!

- Is the notary here? - Oh! Yes.

Uh, Jamie?

Jamie, are you here?

Good evening everyone.

Is she okay?

Is she choking?

- Is she okay? - Honey?

Fi!

- Fiona! - Fi!

Come here! Fiona!

Honey?

Does she have asthma? Or a food allergy?

No, nothing!

- Sarah, do something! - Look at me, Fi!

Slow deep breaths, okay?

Stay with me please! Stay!

- Honey? - Fiona stay with me!

Charlie, it looks like an overdose.

Her pupils are constricted,

her lips are turning blue,

which might mean fentanyl.

Do you have naloxone in your kit?

- Yes, grab it. - Yeah.

Slow deep breaths, Fiona.

We only have a few minutes before she's in full cardiac arrest.

Someone call 911!

Fi!

We need an ambulance.

Isn't that better in the leg?

You know... like an epipen?

Her arm is closer to her heart!

It's not working! Do something!

- She's in her 30s. - Come on Fi!

No, she's not breathing!

You are not leaving me!

- No, she's not conscious. - Come on Fi!

Wait... she just started again!

Okay. Help me move her to the couch.

Over here on the couch.

On her side. Recovery position.

We should call this in.

I'll see what's going on with the road.

The storm surge washed out most of the road.

They're not sure they can get the EMTs through.

The naloxone is working.

I'd like to join you on that call.

Let's go.

Fiona has never done an illegal drug in her life.

She doesn't even take anything for a headache.

And you think it's fentanyl?

We're going to find out. Can you pass me that wine glass please?

If this...

turns blue...

Yeah.

It's an incredibly dangerous substance.

Why would someone do that?

So you think that somebody spiked her drink?

Rex.

Guard the sick woman. Go on, pal.

There are only five other people in this house, Charlie.

If one of them tried to hurt her, I swear I...

Sarah, look.

She's your best friend.

Are you okay?

Let's fix this.

And then you can ask me that question.

Superintendent Donovan.

Hey Joe. We've got a bit of a situation here.

Charlie.

I thought this was your night off.

Yeah, yeah it is, but we've got an OD at a dinner party.

It's a country house off of Logan Drive.

Up in the cove?

Oh, you know that's not good, Charlie.

The causeway's flooded up near Logan.

Nothing's getting through there for a while.

So no ambulance. And no backup.

Backup?

For an OD?

Well, it's Sarah's best friend. She's stable now

but we think that somebody spiked her drink.

Okay, so now you've got yourself a crime scene.

Yeah. I'll text you the names of everyone.

Okay.

Yeah, we've got a bit of a skeleton crew here tonight. But...

- I'll dig into it. - Okay.

Hey, let me know when the swell recedes.

Yeah, will do. I'm glad you've got Rex with you.

But Charlie, you and Sarah...

you be careful, okay?

Officials are urging everyone

to stay inside and off the roads

as a storm surge has flooded

several major highways in the greater St. John's area.

- Gale force winds moving northwest. - Unzip that jacket, Jesse.

- You're not going anywhere. - Really?

Boss, I kind of have plans tonight.

Charlie and Rex are with Sarah.

And they're in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

After what happened to Fiona,

we have reason to be concerned about everybody's safety.

- My wife isn't a drug addict. - We know that, Russell.

And how did she OD on fentanyl?

Well, that's what Sarah and I are going to try and figure out.

Wait, wait. Hold on a second. You don't think...

You don't think one of us gave it to her?

I'm going to need to talk to all of you separately.

You're saying we're all suspects?

Delicious.

This isn't funny, Laura.

You can't just keep us here against our will,

all right? We've got rights.

I just have to ask you a few questions.

If you didn't do anything wrong...

no need to worry.

And it's not safe to leave anyway.

The roads are washed out.

I could just walk home from here probably.

Convenient for you.

What's that supposed to mean?

She means you're shifty.

All right, you know what? You're enjoying this a little too much.

I'm not the one with an axe to grind around here.

You looking at me when you say that?

Would you all just shut up? My wife is fighting for her life!

Okay, everyone.

You're worried about Fiona and you're worried...

about yourselves.

This is now an active crime scene.

I'm going to need you all to stay in separate rooms

until I have a chance to speak with every one of you.

Okay?

Please.

Now I just need to keep them calm and sequestered

until we can figure out what's going on.

And plus that'll keep them away from Fiona and each other.

Yeah.

If someone did try to harm Fiona...

then they might try again.

Look, I hate to say it,

but in a case like this, I need to start with the spouse.

Sorry about the mess.

I can't find a key to the filing cabinet.

Well, moving can be stressful.

Got that right.

It can create a lot of tension in a marriage.

Speaking of which... How are you and Fiona doing?

I know what you're thinking!

I get it.

Fiona made a lot of dough.

First suspect is the husband.

Yeah, it's a compelling motive.

I don't care about the money.

I just want for Fi to be okay.

Yeah, I hope that's true, Russell.

What have you got, partner?

Jamie?

You're supposed to be inside.

I know. I'm just getting something.

You know everyone's supposed to stay put.

- What are you looking for? - My insulin.

You're diabetic?

Yeah. I thought I had some in my bag

but it must have dropped out.

My husband sometimes keeps an extra vial

in the glove compartment.

May I?

Uh... yeah.

Thank you.

No, nothing there.

- You okay? - Yeah, I just...

I just wasn't expecting to be away for this long.

And I'm going to need some soon.

Are you able to manage your blood sugar with food?

Yeah. That'll help.

Until it doesn't.

Okay, well why don't you go into the kitchen,

take what you need.

Sequester yourself

and we'll get you home as soon as we can.

Okay. Thanks, Detective.

Charlie, is there anything new?

Yeah, can you do me a favour?

Look into Jamie Quinn, the notary?

License plate HRL 1D7.

See if she has a good reputation.

Yeah, she's next on Jesse's list.

Can you also confirm that she's diabetic?

Diabetic?

Is this something new that we need to worry about?

She doesn't have any insulin.

She said that her husband sometimes leaves it

in the glove compartment but there's none there.

If it's gonna be a problem...

I want to know how big of a problem.

All right, Jesse. The causeway's still blocked.

See if anything else pops up during the background checks.

Yeah, I mean nothing so far. But here is Russell Matthews,

the husband. One citation for littering, twelve years ago.

Okay, keep it up.

Uh, Jesse, just curious.

Where were you going on a night like this?

The Laurie Strode Cup.

The Laurie Strode Cup? Should I know what that is?

Yeah, it's Jamie Lee Curtis's character in Halloween.

The queen.

Tonight is the Horror Movie Trivia Championship.

Right. And you were supposed to play.

Well, I really thought it was going to be

Frank-Einstein's Monster's year. But...

Unless...

Look, Jesse, I know this is supposed to be your night off, but...

I know, I know. But I could just have the laptop on in the background.

Strictly while I'm doing other things.

Jesse, we're investigating an attempted murder.

Yeah, but I mean tests have proven

that multi-tasking enhances cognitive ability.

I mean, Donna Tartt comes up with her best story ideas

while visiting yard sales.

That would mean something if I knew who Donna Tartt even was.

- You don't know who Donna Tartt is? - No.

Okay. Frank-Einstein's Monster.

We'll try it. On a trial basis, okay?

It's mostly because it sounds like a...

monster tourney.

That's nice wordplay.

Hmm!

Not one to sit still, huh Tori?

Uh... I get a little OCD when I'm stressed.

Uh-huh.

How long have you known Fiona?

Six years.

We started at the software company the same week.

You're both coders.

She's the creative one. I'm faster.

Huh.

Well, she must be really busy at work lately, with her app.

A little.

You're probably picking up the slack for her. I mean...

that'd make anybody angry.

I was just helping her.

Oh, wait. You guys you were never partners?

No. But a bunch of the code in there is mine

which she paid me very well for.

Oh.

But you're not on the patent.

I created my first video game when I was six years old.

I'm no business woman but I have a lot of great ideas.

But you missed out on a fortune. That doesn't bother you?

What good would it do me if it did?

Six different kinds of scotch

and no vodka.

What's the logic there?

So, Laura, you met Fiona at wine-making class?

A couples wine-making class.

I, on the other hand,

un-coupled half way through the class.

Do you spend a lot of time with them?

Dinners, drinks.

- You know. - You ever see them fight?

They weren't as solid as they seemed in the wine-making class.

What was the trouble?

Usual stuff.

Russell thought she was spending too much time at work.

Like he's some kind of angel.

Uh... how do you mean?

If I were married to Russell,

I'd trust him about as far as I could throw him.

Huh.

This thing is really creeping me out, man.

It's like the eyes just follow you around the room.

Are you and Fiona close?

Well, yeah. I mean, I owe her. You know?

She got me that job at the software company.

She's always looking out for me.

Why would she do that?

I used to work at the computer repair counter at a store downtown.

I guess Fiona just appreciated some work I did on her laptop.

She knew I wanted out. So uh...

Yeah, there was a little bit of a spark there...

I'm guessing?

Right?

Come on, man. It's not like that.

When was the last time you saw her?

I've been away for a while. So I'd say...

about four weeks.

Vacation?

Uh, yeah, kinda.

Uh-huh.

Hold that thought. Hudson.

Charlie, we did background checks on everyone.

There's not a lot to go on.

Yeah, Laura's got a DUI.

Tori's clean except for a stop sign.

And Jamie Quinn has a great reputation of being a notary

not even a parking ticket.

Yeah, and that's the good news.

The bad news is we checked in with the notary's office

and she really is a diabetic.

Apparently she fainted just last week

during a PowerPoint presentation.

Great... exactly what we need. Another victim.

Yeah. One more thing.

Dean Cody has a few drug possession charges.

Yeah. Yeah, and he just got out of rehab.

Yeah, that tracks with what I've got here.

Yeah.

An attempted murder with fentanyl.

And a recovering drug addict in the house.

That's what I was thinking.

- What have you got, pal? - No!

Help!

No, please!

Charlie get in here! Fast!

Fiona!

- What's happening? - What's wrong?

Sometimes only one dose of naloxone isn't enough

to clear all the opioids out of a person's system.

- So she's overdosing again? - Yes.

And we used all the naloxone.

This time, we don't...

have anything left to save her.

Do something!

- Let's get her in a car. - Wait.

I'll take my chances with the roads.

- Wait. Wait! - I don't think it's a good idea.

I have naloxone.

Wait... where?

It's in the trunk of my car.

Give me the keys. Rex, you're with me.

Come on.

Dean.

When I come back, we're going to have a conversation.

Rex.

Oh!

Amazing! Good boy!

Okay.

We still haven't taken that trip to Tuscany we've talked about.

She's stable.

Thank you.

She's probably gonna stay under.

It's like a deep sleep

from being in shock.

- But she is breathing. - Good.

Where did Dean go?

Okay, Rex. Get the scent. Track it.

Aghh.

- Hey! - No no no!

This isn't what it looks like. I swear!

- Give me the pills now! - Okay fine, here!

Look, I didn't hurt Fiona.

I just... I didn't want you to think that I did.

Vicodin. This is an opioid, like fentanyl.

I swear.

She's one of the only people who gave a crap about me!

She got me into rehab!

Ah, that worked well.

I fell right off the wagon after I got out.

I just didn't want her to know.

She believed in me.

Uh-huh, or maybe you were just upset

because you didn't want to go to rehab in the first place.

Well then, why would I give her my naloxone if I wanted her dead?

If you want to point a finger at somebody,

go talk to Russell, all right?

He's the one having an affair.

So, first the vending machine eats my five dollars

and then it gives me the wrong item. Twice.

You should probably tell the boss about that.

You know what? Just for that,

I'm going to eat the dill pickle.

And you can have the Jalapeño Cheddar.

Oh nice! That'll put hair on my chest.

I doubt it.

Oh!

Okay. Horror Maestro David Cronenberg switched hats

to star in this TV show.

- Slasher! Obviously. - Mmm.

I'm more of a History of Violence guy myself.

Oh. William Hurt was so cool as the crime boss in that movie.

You know what? We should talk to Dean Cody's boss.

Find out how he's been doing at work.

Oh, yeah!

Yeah, see? Multi-tasking pays off!

An affair?

No, I can't see Russell cheating on Fiona.

Well, I mean, who knows if we can believe

what our recovering addict Dean Cody says.

But we have to investigate every lead.

And Laura said that she doesn't trust Russell.

Well, she doesn't seem especially credible.

He did have motive and opportunity, Sarah.

I need to talk to him again.

See if you can find any evidence of an affair.

Look for some receipts or notes or anything like that.

Our secret weapon.

What have you got, partner?

An innocent man doesn't hide his second cell phone.

What do you suppose the passcode is?

Uh... Fiona's birthday? 0311.

- Nope. - Uh, he's a big Cubs fan.

When did they win the World Series?

2016. No.

Let's try 1908.

- Nope. - Fiona's always saying that he's forgetful.

Maybe something simple?

1234.

Oh, wait a second. No way. That actually worked.

When are people ever gonna learn?

This one's been used to call exactly one number, dozens of times.

That's an affair. Okay.

Oh, when I get my hands on... Oh call it, call it.

Ready?

Can we talk?

Hey. Can we get the room for a bit?

I need a drink.

Her breathing seems normal.

I think she's gonna be okay.

But the question is are you?

How are you holding up?

Charlie told me that you need insulin.

I'm okay... for now.

Just... just not sure for how long.

Keep me posted about your condition.

We're trying our best to get out of here.

She is gonna be okay.

She has to.

I love her, you know.

Whatever reasons you've got,

they're not good enough.

Can you come here?

She was never home.

- She was always working on that app. - Yeah, which paid for this house.

I know. But like I told Charlie,

I don't care about this house or the money.

I just want her.

You've got a funny way of showing it.

I was stupid

and weak.

But I didn't drug my wife.

How can I believe you?

I was breaking it off with Laura

when you walked in on us.

That is a convenient story, Russell!

I think that she might have done it!

- Or maybe you did! - No!

Come on!

You know me!

You want some?

No, thank you.

Uh, yes. Yes, maybe a little.

It's a lot...

to take in, Russell.

What is it, Rex?

Rex!

What is he doing?

No no no! Don't drink that!

He caught a scent of something.

There's fentanyl in the scotch!

Rex!

Listen, Joe, the fentanyl was in the bottle. Not in the glass.

So it's unlikely that Russell would have spiked the drinks.

- He would have drugged himself. - So we think Russell was the target?

Well, husband of the first victim

wrapped up in a complicated affair.

Who could have spiked that drink?

Well, Laura was in the dining room earlier

going through the liquor.

Yeah, that's the jilted mistress.

You know what? I'd say we start with Laura.

She had the strongest motive.

Yeah. I agree.

Listen, while I'm talking to Laura,

could you guys do a deeper dive into Tori and Dean?

Look into that patent agreement that Fiona and Tori signed.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Yeah and watch your backs.

Whoever's doing this,

they're not done.

Yeah, I'll look into that patent

and see what I can find.

And you know what? Don't worry about the...

stupid horror movie game. I'm done with it.

No, I said I didn't mind multi-tasking

as long as it didn't interfere with work.

Yeah yeah. I mean but...

it's just the questions are a little bit

more difficult than I thought.

Bela Lugosi.

Are you having a stroke?

No no! That's the answer to the next trivia question.

Wow! Would not have guessed that!

You know, vintage horror isn't really my strong suit.

Well, it is my specialty.

Yeah, I used to go watch all these things with my grandpa.

Really? That's an interesting development.

What exactly is going on here?

Is this sour grapes because Russell broke up with you?

Men don't break up with me.

Oh, yet he claims he did.

Yet he keeps calling me!

Him and his wife bought this house together.

- That was Fiona's idea. - Yeah.

Or maybe you got tired of waiting.

You figured you'd move things along.

I have never had to fight for a man in my life.

I am not about to break a nail to hold on to Russell.

Except now there's been an attempt made on his life

and you're the only one who has motive in both cases.

Russell and I are having an affair.

That's all it is.

And part of the thrill is that he's married.

Why would I want to end the fun by poisoning his wife?

So either Laura or Russell is lying. I just don't know who.

Or both.

- Yeah. - Mmmm.

Fiona?

She's coming around.

Fi?

What...

happened?

Hey, how are you feeling?

You were drugged.

We've been taking care of you.

Do you have any idea who might have done this to you?

Was it Laura?

Could Russell have done this to you?

No.

Tori.

Tori?

You know, Fiona pointed the finger right at you.

She's half-unconscious.

She doesn't know what she's talking about.

Well let me ask you. Was it about the money?

Or a little bit of...

- professional jealousy thrown in? - Jealousy?

I'm one of the most in demand programmers

in the city.

Is your dog okay?

Yeah, he's fine.

Sarah, can you come up here? We have a code yellow.

You know,

if Fiona is still alive. I could put in a good word

with the prosecutor if you come clean.

I have nothing to come clean about.

Okay Rex.

Let's make this code yellow nice and quick.

Ooh, it is ugly out.

Wait, you've got something?

Creepy shed at night, okay.

Thanks, pal.

Yes, our crime scene just escalated

but we need everyone to stay calm.

Someone is picking us off one by one

and you expect us to stay calm?

Okay, so none of you recognize the dead woman in the photo?

No. I've never seen her.

Whoever did this also drugged Fiona.

We need to get out of here.

- Roads are still blocked. - How long is that gonna be?

We need to get Fiona to a hospital!

If it were safe to leave, I would have already taken her.

For now, her airway is open and I'm monitoring her closely.

Listen, maybe it was one of you guys.

Right? Just because you're cops

- doesn't mean you're clean. - That's enough.

Jamie?

- Are you okay? - Fatigue is usually

the first sign of insulin withdrawal.

You need me get you a snack or some juice?

No, I think it's beyond that.

Look, I know we're locked down

but couldn't I just chance the trip?

Last time I checked, nothing was getting through.

Stay with me until we can get out of here okay?

Rest. Conserve your energy.

Okay.

I'm going to go double check on the roads.

- You want to come with? - Yeah.

Rex, you stay here.

They're starting to crack.

Yeah, let's hope Joe's got some good news on the roads.

What have you got, Charlie?

A dead body.

I'm sorry.

Fiona didn't make it?

No, no, not Fiona.

A mystery woman Rex found out in the shed.

You're kidding me!

You guys got an ID?

No phone. No wallet. Nothing.

I'm going back out to process the scene but I don't have a full kit,

so I can't even fingerprint her.

Send me a photo. I'll try to run it through facial recognition.

Listen, Charlie, in good news,

the roads are opening back up.

They estimate about a half an hour.

So, we've got an ambulance and our units standing by.

Also, I looked into that patent.

It's pretty straightforward except one clause.

In the event of Fiona's death, the rights revert to Tori,

to try to keep it away from software giants.

Good work, Jesse.

Well, Tori's motive just got a lot more compelling.

I know about the patent agreement.

Good job, supercop. Everybody knows about the patent agreement.

No, no. I mean the death clause.

She was giving it back to you. That's clear motive.

- Death clause? - Uh-huh.

She must have put that in the agreement without telling me.

Now explain to me what happened to that woman out in the shed.

I've never seen that woman before in my life.

Tori, I can do this all night long, okay?

We're gonna get to the bottom of this one way or another.

Well, I ran a facial recognition scrape through the web

and came up donuts.

Okay, then we do it old school.

We need those fingerprints, Jesse.

Let's see if AFIS gives us anything.

If this were Evil Dead 2, then,

they could chop off the hand and it would just make its way over here.

Multi-tasking strikes again, huh?

Jesse? Did you get the facial match?

No, even better. Remember in Evil Dead 2

when Ash had to chop off his own hand

- and it was just like running around? - No.

I can't say that I've seen it.

You haven't seen Evil Dead 2?

- Jesse. - Okay.

Send me a good photo of your dead woman's hands

and I can actually scan the fingerprints off of that.

How's it looking, Sarah?

Do you have a cause of death?

Blunt force trauma to the head.

Something jagged.

Probably a yard tool or shovel.

Okay. Jesse, did you get that?

No, not yet. Fingers crossed she's in the system.

Pun completely intended.

Oh! I just got it.

Sarah?

Sarah? Hello?

Line's dead. Sketchy cell reception over there.

Sarah, come quick!

That's it. We can't wait any longer.

Fiona. Fiona, are you with us?

- Is she okay? - She's getting air but she's declining.

What about some more naloxone? Will more naloxone help?

There is no more naloxone.

She needs a hospital.

I'm not getting a signal.

Donovan said the washout is almost repaired.

We need to chance it.

Okay, let's prep her to move. I'll take her.

Okay. No, no, Charlie,

if I go, I can at least monitor her condition.

I'm coming. I'll drive.

Even better. That way I can administer compressions

- if she stops breathing. - My SUV is a 4X4.

It has plenty of room. It's good on the roads.

Great, thank you.

Jamie.

- Hey. - Her blood sugar is crashing.

Okay, she's going with you too. Come on.

Easy now, easy.

Sweet potato!

- More trivia questions? - No no no!

I got an ID off the fingerprints from Sarah's phone!

I can't believe it worked! So cool!

Great. Who is she?

Uh... it's coming.

There.

Call Charlie.

Fast.

- I'll call Sarah. - It's not even ringing.

- Keep trying! - Okay.

Everyone's already in the car.

There's no cell service so I couldn't get any info on the roads.

Oh, hey. Charlie,

I've got a sample of the dead woman's blood.

Oh, that's good thinking.

If this blood is on anything in the house, Rex will find it.

Okay, partner.

Track it, pal.

Be careful out there.

You want to step away from there, Tori?

What is it pal?

I didn't put that there, I swear.

Yeah, well, we'll let you explain how it got there

down at the station. Sit down.

Good job, partner.

Hand.

You got something else, pal?

Don't move.

Did you get Charlie?

No, still nothing.

How did he know that was there?

Must be the victim's wallet.

He probably got her scent off the blood.

Jamie Quinn?

Isn't that the notary?

She's not dead.

Look at the photo.

Jamie Quinn is our dead woman.

The person posing as her is a fake.

Fiona didn't say, No, Tori.

She said notary.

Rex, you're with me.

I need to reach Sarah.

Does your SUV have a remote security system?

I'm a tech moron, but apparently.

Good. Does your cell phone have a signal?

Um...

Yeah, it does.

Okay, call the company, have them shut the vehicle down remotely.

They can do that?

Yeah.

The notary is a fake.

Well, leave it to you to figure that out on your own, Charlie.

We've been trying to call you.

She's with Sarah and Fiona.

Wait, hold on.

There's a car parked out here.

Could be the fake notary's.

I'm sending you a plate number, Jesse.

Yup, got it. It's registered to a... Grace Buckley.

Why does that name sound so familiar?

Her husband is in prison

- for drug trafficking. - Right.

Right, last year. The husband was moving heroin and fentanyl.

The prosecutor gave him a huge sentence

trying to get him to flip on his supplier.

So, what's her beef with Fiona?

Maybe none.

It was Sarah who nailed him.

She was using a new experimental technique for lifting DNA.

It was all over the newspapers.

So Grace blames Sarah for her husband's conviction.

Sarah's been the target the whole time.

Guys?

Grace's husband was murdered in prison last night.

And now she wants revenge.

Got to go.

It stings just a bit.

- Sarah! - Jamie's gone.

And Russell's hurt.

I was in the back with Fiona

and she tried to stab me.

- Russell got between us. - I'll be okay.

She took off when she saw your car.

Okay, call Laura and see if she can get the car re-engaged

so you can go straight to the hospital.

Rex. Get the scent.

Track it!

It's over, Grace.

We used to go hiking together on nights like this.

Now, thanks to Sarah, my husband's gone.

Sarah was just doing her job.

Your husband was a criminal. He made his choices.

I don't think he chose to get stabbed in a prison cafeteria.

I'm sorry.

Really.

But you killed a person.

- And you hurt two more. - I didn't mean to.

It was an accident.

You came here looking for Sarah, didn't you

and you found Jamie Quinn waiting outside the house.

Who are you?

I'm a guest at the party.

Then what's the name of the host?

- Listen... - I'm calling the police.

I thought it would just knock her out.

Ughh!

Then I tried to help her.

And that's when I saw the medic alert bracelet.

That identified her as diabetic.

It must be why she died so fast.

You know, then I panicked and I thought if I could just

get her into the trunk of her car and

drive off I could hide my mistake.

And then I saw something.

Right. The notary stamp.

- Yeah. - So you made a different plan.

You dragged Jamie out into the shed.

You threw her wallet out into the trees

- and then you came inside. - I'm Sarah.

- Did you want a drink? - I'll just hang back until they need me.

Oh!

Here.

I thought I could just slip out

before anyone really noticed me.

Yeah but then the wine glasses got switched on the table

and you were scrambling.

And then you poisoned the scotch.

You took the cloth that you used

to wipe off the victim's blood

and you planted it in the bed to frame Tori.

While my husband...

is lying in the prison morgue.

Are you even diabetic?

No.

But he was.

And I looked after him every day...

until she took him away from me.

Put the knife down.

Don't make it any worse.

It always gets worse.

Ughh!

Ughh!

Ughhh!

Grace Buckley.

You're under arrest. Let's go. Come on.

So, Grace is in custody.

Our team is safe.

And our work here...

- is done. - Yep.

And Frank-Einstein's Monsters are

the Laurie Strode Cup Champions

thanks to a certain vintage horror movie Maestro.

I'd say the dynamic duo of Jesse and Joe

make a pretty good team!

Listen, Jesse,

why don't we just keep this between you and me?

Hmm?

And um...

It's Joe and Jesse.

Joe and Jesse.

It's got a nice ring to it.

- Hey. - Shhh.

- Oh. - She's still asleep.

But she's okay.

Hey!

Nice to see you finally with your eyes open.

It's a heck of a housewarming.

Did you get her?

Mm-hmm. She's in custody.

Oh, Fi. I don't know what to say.

- I was the real target. - We'll call it even

for that time I kissed Lee MacMillan in grade eight

even though you had a crush on him.

I'm serious.

I was really scared for a while.

You saved my life.

Several times.

How's Russell?

He's in a room down the hall.

His wound isn't too serious. A couple days in the hospital.

Yeah, then he can start looking for a new place to live.

You're not going to try to work it out?

After all of this, I've got some thinking to do.

Hmmm.

Maybe I'll get a dog.

Well, that's one vote for.

I'm surprised that you're allowed to have him in here.

Did you sneak him in under your coat?

No, service animals are exempt.

Perfect!

Come on, boy!

Hi!

Oh!

You can have him back as soon as they release me.

Next time on Hudson & Rex:

Yeah, hey, it's late. I gotta go.

I just saw my friend Bonnie,

her fiancé, he didn't come home last night.

Levi said he needed a break.

- Maybe he just took off on me. - Track.

Oh, wow, that really works.

We've got blood splatter,

and a lone show that Jessie identified.

Levi's is a real contender in this urban combat tournament.

If someone abducted him and forced him to play on their behalf.

How much prize money can there be for a video game?

- Quarter mil. - Levi's been withdrawing

a thousand dollars a month for years.

It's possible Levi's was involved

in something that he shouldn't have been.

Not a word.