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Ooof!

I've been craving this all week.

What?

I don't think I ever see you as happy

as when we're at this restaurant.

There are other things
that make me happy.

Oh yeah. Well, I mean, it's true.

There is the time...

Oh my God!

- What?
- Behind you.

Is that Chief Superintendent Archer?

Yeah, that's him.

What's he doing here?

Yeah, I can't tell if he saw us.

Oh my God.

Enjoying the noodles?

I might need another plate.

- On their way.
- Thank you.

Hey, Mom.

It's busy!

Thank you so much.

You're the best.

I'll call you later, okay?

What are you doing?

He's almost thirty.

You're still giving him money?

He's my son.

Should we get a take-out box?

No. No, no, no, we should just relax.

Maybe I'm over-reacting.

Well, maybe it's a sign.

Things have been going pretty good.

Maybe we should tell our friends.

Yeah, I mean it would be awful

if they found out from the chief.

No, Mike, Mike!

- Somebody help!
- Everybody step back, step back!

Give the doctor some space. Come on.

Yeah, I need an ambulance to Good
Taste restaurant on Water Street.

It's too late.

He's gone.

My sincerest condolences, Rebecca.

Your husband was a great man,

deeply respected by everyone on my team.

When was the last
time you told him that?

He knew that.

Ah, come on.

You remember all those late
nights we spent at the pub

during our rookie days,

the three of us.

He always spoke very highly of you, Joe.

Even through those years when you
guys weren't on the best of terms.

We were on fine terms.

And that history between us,

was water under the bridge.

You and Mike, that was real.

It was meant to be.

Your team is investigating?

Do you have reason to suspect
your husband was murdered?

I swear that we were being followed.

And there's these.

This hate mail, death threats.

Did he report this?

Come on, you know Mike.

He always said that the
letters were the end of it,

that people just wanted
to say their piece.

And that was enough.

Unless for someone it wasn't.

So, you two were at
the restaurant together?

Uh...

Yeah. Yeah, we were just
grabbing a bite after work.

Oh!

Don't you think the restaurant
across the street is better?

- Never tried it.
- You should. I mean,

everybody in town has
picked their favourite.

Yeah, I like what I like.

You like what you like?
Charlie, what do you think?

You like what you like?

- Yeah.
- So, I mean...

Chief Archer just had a
heart attack and keeled over?

No, he showed signs of poisoning.

So, we're just waiting on test results.

Uh... Jesse.

Do you think you could pull up
the phone and financial records?

Yeah, I could do that. Why? Do
you think that he's harbouring

some sort of secret that he might
not be telling anybody about?

Ah, maybe we should
just cover our bases.

- Yeah.
- Hey, listen team. Um...

Rebecca Archer just gave me these.

They're death threats that were
sent to Chief Archer recently.

That one there is the most recent.

Recognize the name?

Rex.

Noel Cameron?

It's the police! Open up!

Rex.

Aghh!

Aghhh!

Why'd you run, Noel?

I was only going to ask a few questions.

Are you kidding?

I heard about Archer's death

and I knew you'd set me up for it.

Not how this works. Come on.

Tell that to the poor schmucks

falsely imprisoned by the police state!

Is that why you sent
Archer death threats?

Those are just words.

Freedom of speech, man.

Noel, do your pants up.

Freedom of Expression in Canada.

And it doesn't apply to death threats.

So, what?

You're gonna let me freeze to death?

Let's warm up at the station.

Archer.

Your time is over.

It could be a year from now.

A month. A day. Your life will end

and I will be there watching as you

take your last breath.

- I am always watching.
- Remember that.

It's kind of dramatic,
the way you read it.

Yeah, dramatic how you wrote it too.

You go on to describe his daily routine.

- You were watching him!
- Well, yeah.

I said that in the letter.

You were looking for
an opportunity to strike

and you found it last night.

I was no where near him last night.

Prove it.

Prove I was.

You know what this looks like to me?

You've been sending
threats to Archer for years.

And last night you
finally decided to act!

Why would I kill him?

My method worked! I sent him threats.

And boom, retirement announced!

Wait a sec. Do you think
that you're responsible

for the Archer's retirement plans?

Obviously.

Listen, you've been
watching Archer, right?

Right, don't answer though.

You notice anything unusual?

Are you going to answer now?

I'm not gonna participate
in the police state!

If you don't answer me now,

you're going to do a
lot more than participate

if you know what I mean.

I did see something.

Yeah?

About a week ago, he was...

arguing with a mean-looking dude.

I think I need a better
description than mean-looking dude.

Apparently Noel Cameron can draw.

Thinking of getting a new tattoo?

No, it's not for me, Jesse.

Noel saw this tattoo on a guy
who was arguing with Chief Archer.

Okay. Well, I will send it

to the local tattoo parlours

to see if they can recognize it.

Ah, I like your magic wand.

Um, any other leads?

Uh, no, no. Nothing out of the ordinary

from Chief Archer's
financials, phone or email.

Yeah, apparently he was
a pretty straight arrow.

All his friends had only
good things to say about him.

Hey, Sarah. You find anything?

Cause of death was cardiac arrest
caused by aconite poisoning.

Aconite.

Wolfsbane.

You and your classic mystery novels.

You know, wolfsbane was
historically used to poison wolves...

and other wild dogs.

Okay, I'm just the messenger!

Oh, I'm sorry!

Um, it's also grown locally,

so, anybody could get it.
How was it administered?

Ingested. It was in his stomach contents

and the leftovers from
the Chicken Royal Stir-fry

I collected from the restaurant.*

That's their signature dish.
Were there any other victims?

I called hospitals and the restaurant.

No other illnesses were reported.

Okay. So, we can probably safely say

that Chief Archer's dish was the
only one that was tampered with.

Well, I guess we're
just looking for anyone

who had access to the restaurant.

Come on, Rex.

Hard to believe somebody with
such a big presence is gone.

Yeah, it's not right
for him to go like this.

He had such big plans for retirement.

- Mm-hmm.
- Travel.

- Time with the wife.
- Yeah.

- Golf!
- Yes!

Mike Archer loved to swing a club.

Makes you think, doesn't it?

Just how quickly things can change...

just like that.

Yeah.

You know, I heard

that the board is going to
be naming an interim chief

by the end of the day.

Yeah.

And the deputy chief
has declined the position

due to personal reasons.

Mmmm.

Which only leaves...

So, what do you want to do?

Drinks after the shift?

Hmm?

Toast whoever gets it?

You're on.

Your dog shouldn't be in here.

He's a police officer.

Right now, you have bigger
problems than Rex in your kitchen.

Test show that your Royal
Stir-fry contained the poison

that killed Mike Archer.

We do not put wolfsbane in our food.

Well, it did get in here somehow.

Who else works in here?

On a Tuesday? Only me.

Who's in charge of inventory?

Alice. My dad's wife.

Interesting distinction.

My mother died years ago.

My dad re-married her.

You two get along?

We get along well enough.

Right.

I'm going to need a sample of everything

that goes into the Royal Stir-fry.

Yeah, I've made it so many times,

I could do it in my sleep.

Something wrong?

The galangal paste is missing.

Galangal paste? What's that?

It's used in Thai cuisine. It
helps lowers blood pressure.

Chief Archer and my dad
thought by making the switch,

he could keep having his favourite dish.

We've been making it this
way for him for years.

When was the last time you saw it?

Last night. After I made the dish.

It should be here.

You have any security
cameras in the restaurant?

No, my dad says they're too expensive.

Ah! Hey, Kenny.

Sorry, we forgot to tell
you we're closed today.

Hi, Maple.

Is everything okay?

There was a death in the
restaurant last night.

Oh.

I'm sorry to hear that. Um...

I'll just take this stuff
back to the depot then.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey,
what's your dog after?

Show me your hands.

Roll your sleeve up.

Kenny Constantine.

Did eleven years for manslaughter.

Eligible for parole after seven.

Guess who spoke against
him at every hearing.

- Chief Archer?
- Yeah, you got it.

Gives him four years
to dream up a murder.

Plenty of motive.

You want to tell me
what I'm doing in here?

Yeah, breach of parole, Kenny.

Killing a man,

that's against the
terms of your release.

The only man I killed
was a long time ago.

And I didn't even mean to.

Guy came after my best friend.

Things...

got out of hand.

- Yeah, but you still killed him.
- It was a mistake.

And one I promised
that I'd never repeat.

Kenny Constantine's out of
control anger took the life

of a promising young man

whose family has been
torn apart by his actions.

That sound familiar to you?

Yeah. Too familiar.

That's what Chief Archer said

every time my parole hearing came up.

Pretty hard not to hold a grudge.

Archer's dead?

Yeah.

He wasn't on my Christmas card list.

But I told myself I
would never do anything

that would put me back in prison.

You threatened the chief of police.

I spent four years thinking
of what I would say to him

if I ever got the chance.

So, when I ran into
him outside the bank,

I unloaded on him.

Yeah. But maybe that wasn't enough.

You wanted to make him pay

for the years that he had
taken away from you huh?

You can think whatever you want, man.

I didn't kill him.

I didn't kill him.

Results just came back
on the food samples

we took from Good Taste.

None of the other
ingredients contained aconite.

So, the source has to
be in the missing paste.

Can you get me a sample of
aconite that I can train Rex on?

Well, unfortunately, aconite
is known for its lack of scent.

So, I don't think Rex is
going to be able to detect it.

Don't say that in front of him.

Is this the galangal paste you use?

No, we don't use that cheap stuff.

Oh. That came from a favourite store.

Hey, you still have Kenny in custody?

Yeah, for now.

Well, he didn't do it.

- He wouldn't have.
- Yeah, Peter.

Look I appreciate that you
see the best in people, but...

Kenny worked hard to change.

He was taking courses, training,

anger management, all
while he was in jail.

How do you know all this?

Mike told me.

He heard it from the prison warden.

Mike was so happy that Kenny
was turning his life around,

he even supported his
bid for parole last year.

Alice and I helped him get his job.

Did Kenny know about this?

Of course he did!

That's why I know he
would never do anything

to bring shame to me or my restaurant.

He's loyal.

We'll see.

Okay.

Ready?

Get the scent.

Track it.

It's not better.

Hey, buddy!

Where'd you come from?

Uh, you.

- Uh-huh?
- Is that your dog?

No, he's my partner.

Yeah.

This come from your kitchen?

Bill!

I should have known it was you!

Is that what you do now, Bill?

Kill my customer?

Huh?

Aghh! What are you doing?

- Calm down!
- Arrest him!

It's Bill!

Bill's been trying
to ruin me for months!

Come on!

Liam!

Liam!

Where you involved in this?

- In what?
- Poisoning our best customer!

Are you seriously
pointing fingers at me?

After everything that's
happened at Better Taste?

Are you okay?

Mmmm.

How do you know these people?

There's clearly history here.

I practically grew up with Liam.

Our dads started Good Taste together.

But the partnership ended?

It's no surprise.

A lot of ego in this business.

Mm-hmm.

But then Bill started Better
Taste across the street

with a nearly identical menu.

They even have their own Royal Stir-fry.

Did that hurt your business?

No one is happy.

My dad and Bill used to be best friends

and now they're just
at each other's throats.

Just those two? Because...

it sounded like you
were just accusing Liam

of being part of the feud.

I didn't think he was.

But maybe my dad was right.

I should stay well away.

How serious is this rift?

Is it possible that the
chief's death is related?

It was just resentment
and competition at first.

But it was never dangerous.

Any news, Charlie?

Yeah, according to Maple, Peter
and Bill have been battling

since their partnership ended.

Opening Better Taste across the street

was just asking for trouble.

Yeah, maybe things just got out of hand.

So, why target Mike Archer?

Death of a high profile customer

could ruin Good Taste's business.

So, Mike Archer is just
a pawn in this whole feud?

Uh, I don't know. It's just a theory.

Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah. I just...

I think Mike's death is hitting
me harder than I expected.

Yeah, you two were
rookies together, right?

Yeah, we were close
friends for a while there.

Mmm. What changed?

Well, you know this,
Charlie. When you're a rookie,

you realize that this career
requires a lot of sacrifice.

- Mmm.
- I was in a relationship at the time

and uh...

I loved the job more I think.

And... ?

And...

Mike was there for her.

Rebecca?

Wait a second. You and the chief's wife?

I shouldn't have blamed him.

But I was hurt at the time.

Things were never the
same between you two

even after twenty years?

I just wish Mike and
I had settled things

while we still had time.

He was a good man.

A great friend.

- Yeah.
- Right?

Oh, hey, hey, hey, look!

Now if this is about the lights

or the flash mob or
the fake eggs... Listen,

I will come clean but I had nothing
to do with Chief Archer's death.

Oh!

Yeah.

Sure.

So, you admit to antagonizing
Peter Wong and his business?

Our business.

We started it together.

And listen,

Peter can give as good as he gets.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Last winter, okay?

He froze our delivery
van to the sidewalk.

We had to use a
blowtorch to thaw it out.

- That didn't make you mad?
- Well...

yeah but you know,

I mean, it wasn't a bad stunt.

- I mean it was pretty funny actually.
- Hmmm.

Hey, tell me about your
online delivery system.

I never wanted that thing, okay?

- That was Liam's idea.
- Yeah, all items on your menu,

they were priced at a dollar.

Must have lost a lot of money!

Yeah, and didn't discover it
until the end of the night.

- Stupid app.
- And Peter was behind it?

Well, who else could it be? I just...

I don't know how they did it!

So, you needed to get back at him

and you targeted his favourite customer?

Oh.

Look.

If I wanted to use Chief
Archer to get back at Peter...

I would steal him as a customer,

not poison him!

Maybe you didn't mean to kill him.

You were just trying to make him sick?

- Ruin Peter's reputation?
- Well, how could I even do that?

The closest I could get to
Good Taste is the sidewalk!

Huh.

Look.

Um, I'm sorry, Detective but um...

I just...

I think you're barking
up the wrong tree.

We don't have enough to hold him.

The jar was found in the garbage
outside of the Better Taste.

Anyone could have planted that.

Maybe I can tell you who that anyone is.

- Why, what have you got?
- Okay, the local food blog Chewfoundland

has been covering the rivalry

ever since the Wong-Morrison split.

I mean, he's got articles of
every battle in the prank war

between Good and Better
Taste. I mean, look,

judging by these comments,

people are really into this.

Okay, so the whole city knows that
Peter and Bill hate each other?

Oh yes, but that's not
all. Take a look at this.

Yeah, well, that's the...

dining room of the Good Taste.

Yeah, I mean, at first glance,

it looked like a customer photo but,

there's way too much noise
going on in this image.

Meaning what?

Well, it's an image from CCTV.

Maple said that they don't
have CCTV in the restaurant.

They don't but the food
blogger placed secret cameras

inside both restaurants.

Which would mean that they would
have video evidence of um...

what happened in the
restaurant last night?

Oh yes. See, I was chatting
with the creator of Chewfoundland

and I'm downloading all
of his footage right now.

If something sneaky happened
at that restaurant yesterday,

it's going to be on here.

And um... Sorry, he
agreed to hand it over?

- All of it?
- Yeah, yeah, all of it.

Every single thing.

I mean, I did impress on him

that filming someone
without their consent

is practically illegal.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, download complete!

Huh.

Ugh, it's just an empty restaurant.

Well, yeah, but that's from the
morning of the day that Archer died,

before they opened. Let me
see if I can scrub forward.

Sure you want to do that?
Because the image is grainy.

No, no, no. I think I got it.

Well, hello there!

- Wait, Jesse. Rewind and pause that.
- Yeah.

- Huh.
- Who is that?

Liam Morrison. Bill's son.

Come on, pal. Rex.

Liam?

- Step back.
- It's okay!

- Turn around.
- It's okay.

Uh...

Maple, are you okay?

It's not what you think.

I thought Maple must
have been in trouble

because of how heated
you two were earlier.

I just apologized for that.

I was right about Liam... Detective.

Neither of us want this rivalry
between our dads to escalate.

So, what were you
doing in the restaurant

the day that Mike Archer
was murdered, Liam?

I came to see Maple.

We've been dating for over a year now.

So, neither of your parents
know that you two are together?

It's better this way.

We were waiting until we
had a business plan in hand.

A business plan?

We crunched the numbers.

The restaurants would be
way more profitable together

than they are apart.

We want to work together.

Trust us, Detective.

We just want our dads
to be friends again.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Think you'll give it a rest soon?

Ah, I can't. Joe's
counting on me for this one.

So, I don't think so.

Okay.

Let's run it.

- Really?
- Yeah, let's do it. Come on.

Ah...

Well, start with the obvious.

What do we know? Mike
Archer was killed by aconite

from the galangal paste jar.

Paste that was delivered to the
restaurant by Kenny Constantine.

Now, he would have known
the chief was a regular

and what he ordered.

Yeah, but Peter Wong swears

Kenny had nothing to do with this.

Then there's Maple Wong.

She made the dinner that killed Archer

but I don't know what her motive is.

Wouldn't be good for the restaurant.

What about...

Noel... Noel Cameron?

Yeah, he's all bark.

No bite.

Well,

I looked into Bill and Liam.

Their restaurant is doing
really well actually.

Possibly better than Good Taste.

Hmm.

I think we'll just hang on to them,

just for a minute, pal.

So, that leaves us with the Wongs.

The family that cooks
together kills together?

Something like that.

I'd feel better if I there
was a motive with them.

Hey.

Let's tell people about us.

What do you think?

I mean, we did just have a close call.

And I really think people
should hear about it from us.

Maybe we have nothing to worry about.

Hey.

Vanessa!

Thanks.

Oh, hey!

News?

Yeah!

The president of the SJPD board

asked if I'd be open to
the interim chief position.

Really?

Yeah, no hard feelings?

Right?

No.

No, none at all.

Because he asked me the same damn thing.

Okay.

Just when I thought I had one up on you.

How's the investigation going?

I spent the morning reading
death threats against Mike.

You know how it is.

The higher you go,

the bigger the target on your back.

Vanessa, do you ever wonder sometimes

whether it's all even worth it?

Come on now, Joe.

We don't scare that easily.

Charlie.

You find something on the Wongs?

Oh baby, I've got a hot and
spicy plate of motive, baby.

Take a look at this.

Jesse, I do not have
time to read all this.

Okay, so Good Taste took out insurance

covering acts of malice and vandalism.

Mm-hmm? You're saying
that if we can prove

that Chief Archer's death
was an act of malice...

They'd have a claim.

What's the policy worth?

Well, if the restaurant closes as
a result of Chief Archer's death...

three million.

Who took out the policy?

Alice Wong.

Come on! I think you're
making a huge mistake here.

You should be cashing out

and finally retiring!

Since when are you so
invested in this place?

Oh! Detective!

What can I do for you?

Am I interrupting anything?

Oh, no. I was just
breaking the news to Kurt.

Peter and I are helping Maple and Liam

to take over the restaurant.

They told you their secret?

We're so happy for them.

You really think those
two lovebirds are ready

to take this restaurant over?

You'll wind up having to come in

and keep working your
fingers to the bone

- like you always...
- Shhh. Kurt, please.

Mrs. Wong.

- Yes.
- Can you tell me about

the restaurant's insurance?

- Standard stuff, I think.
- No, no.

You have special coverage for
acts of vandalism and malice.

Why is that?

Oh! Uh...

Kurt suggested that after
a rash of broken windows

in the area earlier this year.

He has the head for business.

Really?

That's interesting. Uh...

do you know that if the chief's death
were to shut this restaurant down,

that policy would be worth
up to three million dollars.

Oh!

Oh my.

See, Mom?

This is what I'm talking about!

That is a new life for you,

away from this place!

Hey man, you want to
tell your dog to lay off?

Detective?

Mrs. Wong. Stay right
where you are. Kurt.

There's something on your jacket.

Nope.

- Let the detective see your jacket!
- Mom.

Kurt!

Kurt!

Come on kid.

We're going in to the
station peacefully, okay?

Back off, mutt!

Mom, just...

Aghhh!

Ughh!

Good job, buddy.

The black sheep.

- What did you have against the chief?
- Nothing.

I owed money.

The crypto crash pretty much broke me.

I borrowed money to get
in and I lost it all.

Turn around.

- How much did you owe?
- A hundred K.

I asked for more time. They said no.

And the guys that I owed

knew that Archer ate at my
mom's place every Tuesday.

I get it. So,

you kill Archer, your
debt goes away. Hmm?

Peter made my mom put her
whole life into this place.

It made me sick! I figured,
two birds, one stone.

You really convinced
yourself, didn't you?

Kill a good man,

instead of coming to the police?

We could have helped you.

The debt just became
too much, man. Okay?

I owed so much that I was desperate.

Get in the cell.

Look.

Oh! There you are.

I heard your team caught Mike's killer!

Well, you know, I guess,
if my squad had a K9,

I'd be the chief!

Well, actually, it's interim chief.

You know, it's still
up in the air who gets

the permanent assignment,
you know? If I screw up...

Oh, come on. You're not
the type to screw up.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

You know, drinks are on me now.

Oh, okay!

Unless uh...

you need to comfort the widow.

Excuse me?

Yeah I mean, you know,

I heard you two have history.

Uh look, she's...

I mean, she's an old friend.

And her husband just died.

You know what? Um...

I think it might be better if
we do take that rain cheque.

Yeah, except I don't do rain cheques.

And I certainly don't do ex-girlfriends.

Hey, Joe.

Hey.

You made an arrest?

Yes.

Yes, and we got a confession.

So, hopefully he pleads
out and that'll spare you

a trial.

Thank you.

Of course.

That smells good.

Maple gave me the recipe.

We're definitely telling them, right?

No turning back now.

So, you're kidding me.

So, she actually said no rain cheques?

Yeah. Yeah, that's
exactly what she said.

I thought I was the
king of the rookie moves.

Mmm!

Charlie, so the restaurant
feud is over, right?

Liam and Maple are running the show?

Yeah, Good Taste and Better Taste

are coming together once again.

Oh, I just came up with a
name for their restaurant.

- Want to hear it?
- What?

Best Taste.

That's what they should call
the name of the restaurant.

- Best Taste.
- Mmm, no.

That's the best you got? Okay.

Okay, this just needs to
sit a couple of minutes.

- Oh, do you mind?
- No, go ahead!

Mmm!

Oh, wait. There's no
galangal in this is there?

Oh, it's a secret ingredient.

Mmm!

Mmm!

Okay so, I asked you guys here

because I have some
personal news to share.

Uh...

Sarah and I are dating!

Yeah, we wanted to tell
you at first but um...

Uhhh...

I don't know!

- We didn't.
- We didn't.

So...

Well, first, um...

We're cops.

So, we saw this coming a mile away.

What? How long have you known?

I mean, come on. You thought you
could hide it for an entire year?

- That's cute.
- Come on.

It's in the eyes.

And also, I saw you guys on
the restaurant CCTV, so...

Yeah. You should really work
on your undercover skills there.

Yeah, maybe take an acting class!

Well, I'm glad it was a secret!

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