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It's all very exciting.

Today is the launch of our new moisturiser, Pelure.

Yeah, it's going to be fab.

Well, thank you.

Hi.

Well, it came in yesterday and due to dispatch on the 15th.

Amazing.

Well, of course.

We talked about 500 jars, but I can do more if you wanted.

Absolutely. What were you thinking?

Sounds perfect. OK, bye.

Hi.

Oh, hey. Did you speak to Palmers about Pelure?

Yeah. They've upped their order to 800 jars.

Wow!

Well done!

Oh, thanks. That is amazing.

Thank you.

That's a lot to pack up, though.

Oh, I'll hire some extra bodies.

It'll be fine. Yeah. I've almost finished setting up,

so I think it's probably time to start serving drinks.

OK, thanks. Well, you two go on and I'll see you out there.

Thanks, everyone. Thank you.

The allergies and illness that have plagued me

for most of my life left me thinking

that a pain-free existence was just a pipe dream.

And then I moved here, to Saint Marie.

But it's not just the climate that's changed my life -

it's... it's being able to help others like me

through the products we create here at Healing Skin.

You've all been on this adventure with me,

and I just wanted to take a minute to thank you all.

The first shipment of Pelure goes out today.

Woo!

So please raise your glasses to Healing Skin.

Healing Skin!

Cheers! Cheers!

Well done, guys.

Well done. So good. Well done.

Cheers. Thank you.

Believe me, guys, Pelure is going to make you feel amazing.

100% natural ingredients, obviously.

See? I told you this promo video would be great for our marketing.

It makes your skin feel like velvet.

Look, silky smooth. See?

Left you out, sorry.

No, I like it. It feels more like you're sharing a secret,

rather than you're selling them something,

which I think tonally is better. That's good... C...

Are you OK?

Are you all right?

Something went down the wrong way?

Suze? Suze?

Suze! Oh, my God.

I think she's choking. I think she's choking!

EpiPen... EpiPen. Er...

It's white and blue. It's in the bag.

It's in her lab. Go, go, go.

OK, just breathe, just breathe. Just breathe.

Hurry. OK, I've got it.

Leg... Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Leg. OK, Suze, breathe.

It's OK, it's OK, it's OK, it's OK.

Why isn't it working? I don't know, I don't know!

Susie? Susie?

Susie.

Suze. Suze.

Suze? She's not breathing.

Healing Skin founder Susan Montagu,

aged 35, collapsed with breathing difficulties,

and died before the paramedics arrived.

They're suggesting she died from anaphylactic shock.

According to the staff,

Susan had a very severe peanut allergy.

Explains the EpiPen.

Nasty bruise.

Must be the site of the injection.

But why didn't it work?

Get it tested.

Find out if it could have malfunctioned somehow.

So if it was a nut allergy, what had she eaten?

Take your pick, sir.

So you all knew your boss had a serious nut allergy.

Yeah, um, course.

And I assume the caterers were informed?

Yeah. And we double-checked

everything when they were laying things out.

What about booze? It's from a bar up the road.

They were also made aware of Susie's allergy.

Is that Susie's bag?

Um, yeah, it's where I found her EpiPen.

The champagne, the balloons - what were you celebrating?

We've just launched a new sensitive

skin-care product, Pelure. What's in it?

Eye of newt and toe of frog?

We use naturally shed snakeskin in Pelure.

Course you do.

We actually don't harm any of the animals.

Oh!

What? Nothing.

I'm not scared of snakes.

Just... sneaked up on me.

It's a snake, sir. It's what they do.

So people are actually buying this stuff, yeah?

Yeah, um, our first order was due out today, right?

Um, look, here's a video

that Susie made for our socials this morning.

Believe me, guys, Pelure is going to make you feel amazing.

100% natural ingredients, obviously,

and it absorbs really easily too.

Makes your skin feel like velvet. Look, silky smooth. See?

Susie reckoned Pelure was going to put Healing Skin on the map.

And now she's never going to see it.

She's proper nice, too, you know? You literally

wouldn't find anyone with a bad word to say about her.

I'm sorry, could you excuse us just for a moment?

That was a bit insensitive. Look at this.

A diary. This was the last two weeks.

So she was only eating at certain times of the day.

Intermittent fasting?

This is today.

Which means...

She didn't eat anything.

I don't understand. You're saying that this wasn't an accident?

I'm saying it's a possibility.

Call Officer Curtis, ask her to come down,

take everything off the buffet table and get it tested. Sir.

Any next of kin we need to speak to?

I don't get it.

She was always so careful about what she ate.

Had she ever had an attack like this before?

A few times, yes, but... the EpiPen always helped.

An EpiPen was administered.

It just wasn't enough, I'm afraid.

Um, maybe we could come back later.

Probably better get this over with.

Er, Mr Montagu, we found a diary

which suggests your wife was, uh,

intermittent fasting, whatever you call it?

Like I said, she was always, uh, careful about what she ate.

She was down to fast this morning.

Is there any chance she'd have broken it?

A sneaky sausage roll, maybe?

Susie was the most disciplined person I ever knew.

If it says she was fasting in the diary,

then she was fasting. No question.

Sorry, I don't think I can... do this.

Sorry. Is it weird to you that Susie Montagu is running

what looks like a successful business,

but hubby's waiting tables on a beach?

You think a woman having a better career than a man is weird, sir?

Oh, no, I wasn't saying... Um, sorry, sir.

I'm just heading to Healing Skin now.

The Commissioner is inside. He is not in the best of moods.

I'd tread carefully.

Oh, great!

Eight complaints I have had, Officer Rose.

Eight!

How many more before one of my officers decides

to do something about it?

Sir, yes, sir. I'll get right on it.

Ah, Inspector.

How nice of you to finally make an appearance.

We had a sudden death called in.

Thought we should give it a look. Cause of death?

We're keeping an open mind till we get the PM results.

So, to what do we owe this pleasure?

My secretary is besieged by noise complaints.

There appears to be a rave happening on Turtle Beach.

Sounds like a mad party!

Ah... I was in the process

of seconding Officer Rose here to stop it.

If you have the time, of course.

You can count on me. I mean, sir.

Then...

get on with it! Oh, sorry, sir.

That's yours, sorry.

Sorry, sorry, sir.

So, are we good, sir?

Actually, Inspector, there was another reason for my visit.

I just received a search warrant for your mother's house.

Well, thank you for doing this, sir.

I really appreciate it.

You remember our conversation.

This case must be treated like any other.

It cannot become a personal crusade.

Yeah, course.

And you must involve me and DS Thomas

at every step. Is that clear?

Crystal.

We will keep you updated, sir.

Thank you, DS Thomas.

Why don't we just go now?

I mean, we can't do anything till we get the PM results anyway.

Er, sir?

You know how many times I've sat and stared at this house?

And now I'm actually going inside.

You know we don't have to do this.

No. It's fine.

Like the Commissioner said,

it's just another case.

What exactly are we looking for, sir?

Laptop, phone, diary.

Anything that proves Dorna knew the storm was coming.

Did your mother grow up here? Yeah.

Then she moved to Antigua.

Miss Clemetson said she only moved back recently

after her old man got sick.

You mean your grandfather?

Yeah. It's his place.

And do you have any other family?

Siblings...? DS Thomas, look, I get it.

You're curious, you're a detective.

But my personal history isn't relevant at this second, is it?

Well, not really.

No. So let's just get on with the task in hand, yeah?

Bingo.

Great. Needs a password.

It's OK, sir. I know a guy at the computer shop

that can get into it for us.

So... so what exactly do I do?

Act confident. They'll soon get the message.

Confident how?

Officer Rose, please use your initiative for once.

Sorry, people, party's over.

I said party's over!

Ladies and gentlemen, I am the police.

Well, not all of them.

You have to shut this party down right now.

Unless you want to be our guest for the night,

I suggest you go to your beds.

Now.

This boy...

Darlene, help!

Send backup.

Now!

Thanks again for rescuing me last night, Auntie D.

Not a problem.

But don't call me Auntie.

Morning, Inspector.

Morning. Sarge.

Good morning. Morning!

Everything go OK with the rave?

Er...

All good.

Seb confiscated these.

Infinity symbol.

It doesn't match anyone we know,

but it may just mean it's a new supplier on the block.

Hold up.

That was in Susie Montagu's handbag.

Our nut allergy lady?

Do you think there's a connection? Well, it's a common symbol,

but to see it twice in as many days...

A load of numbers.

Some calculations, maybe?

Officer Rose, any idea what was in these?

I'll ask around, see if anybody knows something.

Good, you do that.

Ah, thank you, sir!

It's the postmortem on Susie Montagu.

Oh, and we've also got the lab results in.

Good. Right...

Cause of death?

"Significant traces of peanut oil were found

"in the victim's mouth, specifically on her gums and tongue."

Peanut oil. Definitely ingested. No passing inhalation.

And knowing the severity of her allergy,

the coroner's satisfied

death was caused by fatal anaphylaxis.

What about the EpiPen? Was that tampered with?

The lab says it functioned correctly.

The level of adrenaline in her system matches

the dosage given by the pen.

According to the lab, it should have been effective.

So why wasn't it?

OK, our victim ate something containing peanuts.

What? But that's the thing.

None of the food or champagne contained any traces of peanut.

The PM also notes the heavy bruising

on Susie's leg, likely from the EpiPen.

Carrie Standish said she'd never administered one before,

so probably a bit rough with it.

And check this, sir.

Susie's stomach was... empty.

She hadn't eaten anything for at least 14 hours,

so it seems she definitely was fasting.

But you said there was traces of peanut oil in her mouth.

Yes.

Well, if she didn't eat anything, how did she ingest peanuts?

Susie Montagu came into contact

with the one food substance she knew would kill her,

but there was nothing in her stomach,

so we know she didn't eat it by accident.

Which suggests that however it got into her mouth...

Someone deliberately put it there.

Making this an official murder investigation.

Officer Curtis, set this thing up.

Find out everything we can about the victim,

especially anyone who'd benefit from her death.

Please.

Sir.

So, questions.

Who killed Susie Montagu?

Why did they want her dead?

And most puzzling of all...

..how did they do it?

Selwyn, it's Chief Commissioner Johnson here.

Apologies for missing your call.

As you know, we're all very grateful

for your service to the island, and you've been nothing but gracious

throughout this process.

But I'm sorry, this is out of my hands.

It all comes down to budget

and the board's proceeding with the restructuring.

The decision is final. Take care, Selwyn.

Thank you, sir. Yes, we'll keep you posted.

Sir.

I've just updated the Commissioner.

Is it just me or does he seem not himself recently?

Well, he's not a barrel of laughs the best of times.

Susie, however - who's that happy all the time?

Maybe she had good reason. According to the staff,

her life was miserable in the UK. Filled with illness and pain.

Saint Marie was good for her health, gave her a new lease of life.

So she moved halfway round the world for a bit of sunshine?

I'm sure there was more to it than that.

Just like there's more to this island than sunshine.

Yeah, like mosquitos.

Hang on. What?

This lid.

It wasn't screwed on properly in the video.

She could have done it when she'd finished filming.

Maybe.

She's a beacon of happiness.

Who'd want to kill her?

So, what are you looking for?

We're just trying to get to know Susie,

find out who she really was.

Well, er, you know, we're an open book here, so...

..feel free to explore.

Thank you. Thank you.

Feels like someone's about to come in and read my fortune.

All that's missing is a crystal ball.

Which would actually be quite handy right now.

Ah...

Sir.

Hello!

So Susie had just been served divorce papers.

No.

These papers were served by Susie to Steve.

I think we need to have another talk with our grieving widower.

Never heard of compassionate leave?

What's the alternative - sit at home alone?

I don't even know who I am without my wife.

Except, going by the divorce papers Susie had just sent you,

she didn't want to be your wife anymore.

Your response here suggests to me you weren't very happy about that.

Things were great when we first came here.

The climate really suited Susie.

The cold weather back home just made her symptoms

ten times worse.

We'd been to Saint Marie before, on holiday.

Two days in the sun, sea water...

She was like a different person.

So we came here for good.

But it didn't work out?

As soon as she felt better, she wanted to start helping others.

"Spreading the sunshine," she said.

But then it took over her life.

She was obsessed. It was like...

..she was on a mission.

So we drifted apart.

And when are you going to make time for us?

You just don't like that I've found something for me!

I moved out about a month ago.

It was a mutual decision, give us both a bit of space.

Then she sent those.

Which clearly made you angry.

It must have been particularly galling, though,

with the business doing so well.

Sorry, I don't... I don't know what you're saying.

Well, if the divorce happened,

you'd lose out, wouldn't you?

Wait, you think I did something?

I-I loved her.

I'd never do anything to hurt her.

Can you think of anyone who might?

Have you spoken to Carrie Standish?

Her and Susie had a big falling-out about a month ago.

Please, just think about it, Suze.

Look, I said I don't want to hear another word about it, OK?

I couldn't tell you what it was about.

It seemed pretty tense.

I believed him when he said he still loved her.

Well, maybe he loved her too much.

You know, "If I can't have you, no-one else can."

Officer Curtis.

Sir, we've been looking into Healing Skin,

and there are two things we found

that might be significant. Firstly,

the company registered Carrie Standish

as a new director a month ago.

And Carrie is in charge of research, right? Mm-hm.

Wagwan, Boss? Sarge.

Big man!

So, yeah, Carrie - we found something.

Well, Darlene found it, but I helped.

Proper juicy.

Jui... Like a big piece of, you know, like a...

Ah-bah. Seb. Right. Sorry.

A week after being made director, Carrie was removed.

Could that have been what Steve heard them arguing about?

So why did Susie cut her in, then suddenly cut her out?

Well...

.the new product the company was about to launch, Pelure,

the brand name was lodged with the patent office last year...

And Carrie Standish was named the inventor.

So Susie made her a director as, what, some kind of thank you?

And if Pelure was a success, as a director,

Carrie would stand to make quite a bit of money.

Hmm. Not anymore. Well, clearly something happened

to make Susie withdraw that directorship.

We just need to find out what.

Yeah, nice one.

You're making things sound far more sinister than they actually are.

Yes, I created Pelure,

but everything I do here belongs to Healing Skin.

I was as surprised as anyone when Susie made me a director.

So why did she change her mind about it a week later?

And we know you argued about it,

so let's not paint a picture of love and harmony.

Steve, was it? Stirring things, as usual.

Look, Susie wanted to wait until Pelure had actually launched,

you know, to get a clearer idea of how many shares to give me.

It made sense. But as a director,

you'd have made a lot of money from Pelure.

Now you get nothing.

Well, if I was in this for the money, I'd still be in Big Pharma,

not doing a start-up on a tiny island.

You're barking up the wrong tree, officers.

Susie's the only one who can tell you why she did what she did.

Can't ask her that, can I? On account of her being dead.

We'll let you get back to your work.

Thank you for your time. Inspector...?

If you don't mind me saying, sir,

your bedside manner needs a little work.

Sometimes you're bordering on being downright rude.

Look, hang on. How do you know that's not the look I'm going for?

When people get riled up,

they tend to lose a bit of their composure, yeah?

Say things they didn't intend to.

Is that right? In my experience.

That's the wrong side.

No, it isn't. I'm driving.

Oh, come on. I don't get to drive much in London.

You've noticed we drive on the other side of the road, right?

Hey, I'm a detective. Nothing gets past me.

I'm used to automatics.

Not old Jeeps with rusty gears.

There's a knack. You have to... No, no, no, I've got it.

See?

It's only a little dent.

Can hardly see it.

Shall I drive, sir?

And another thing, I've been driving that Jeep for years

without a problem. The first time you drive it,

you damage it. Mm-hm!

OK, people, gather round. Talk to me.

Please.

OK. So...

Susie Montagu arrives to work at Healing Skin yesterday morning.

Makes a toast to their new product, Pelure,

before suffering a fatal anaphylactic shock.

An EpiPen was administered by head of research,

Carrie Standish. But...

.it was ineffective. And we don't know why.

OK. Where are we with the infinity symbols?

We're great. Really great, sir.

Turns out, I know someone who... knows someone...

..who knows someone else.

Which is funny, cos it turns out we know the same guy -

the first guy, the guy I said I know... Seb!

Yes, right, sorry.

So, good news.

I've got a number.

Mm! Well, that is good news.

So you called the number, pretended to be an interested client?

Yes, totally.

I mean... no.

Not yet. But I was gearing up to do that.

Come on, it's all new to me, you know?

This whole undercover thing. Undercover?

Actually, that's not a bad idea.

Um, sir, I... Officer Rose, I need you to text that number.

Ask about the merch, say you need sorting

for a party tonight. Arrange a meet-up. Officer Curtis,

I want you to be eyes-on nearby.

As soon as the money and the merch change hands, nick 'em. OK.

Well, I'd better get changed. Well, come on, then.

Because if these two symbols are connected,

the dealer knew Susie Montagu, which means

they might also know something about what happened to her.

Yeah? True.

Yeah? Yeah.

Well, come on, then, the clock's ticking. Chop chop! Let's go.

Stop it.

Your drinks.

Y'all right?

Hey.

So how did you get my number?

From a friend.

Sleepy Pete.

Right, yeah, and how did he get it?

From him friend, Silent Sam,

who got it from an auntie.

She likes to party.

You got my money?

Yeah.

Stop. Got you, missy!

It's the police.

It's... I know who it is.

What did you spook her for? I never do it on purpose!

This fell out.

And grab my things.

Snake venom.

I don't mean the street name - I want to know what it actually is.

Yeah, snake venom, as in venom from snakes.

The same snakes we've seen at Healing Skin?

Whoa, hang on. Let me get this straight.

You're selling snake venom as some kind of party drug?

It's a 100% natural high.

Pretty new on the scene but it's making waves. But...

..you have to get the dosage just right,

otherwise it can be pretty nasty.

So, Healing Skin is a drug factory?

What? No.

God, no. No-one knows I'm doing this.

Suze was great, but the money was rubbish.

I needed a topper-upper.

Hundred a bag, right? And how much are you clearing every week?

I only work weekends, so a few hundred maybe.

Nice little earner.

And you extract the venom yourself?

Isn't that dangerous? I used to work on a snake farm.

Course you did.

So what makes you think Susie didn't know about this?

She never said anything to me, and I figure that...

..if she did, she probably would have. Mm.

How do you explain this, then? Where'd you get that?

Found it in Susie's bag.

And these earnings are from your little sideline,

where you're making way more than a few hundred a week.

Susie knew what you were doing.

I-I didn't do anything to Suze.

I liked her. She was good to me.

I might have been doing a bit of extracurricular

here and there, but...

..that was it, I swear.

The thing with Seb,

I can tell he's really trying...

..but I feel more like the baby-sitter

than a training officer.

Perhaps the boy just needs time.

Hmm. Maybe, but right now it's actually more work

having him on the team.

Are you planning on sharing these grievances with me,

Officer Curtis?

Commissioner, I...

It's nothing, sir.

Seb...

..made a small mistake on the undercover operation,

which could have lost us our suspect.

But...

..I've talked to him about it.

Had he been adequately briefed?

Yes, sir.

Then have you considered that perhaps

you might be the problem?

Excuse me, sir?

Wasn't so long ago

that you were in the exact same shoes

as Officer Rose.

You... asked me a question, sir...

..and I answered it as honestly as I could.

Ah... I'd been thinking about encouraging you to study

for your sergeant's exam.

Perhaps...

..that was a little hasty. Huh?

If you'll... excuse me.

Don't mind him. He's got a lot on his mind.

Cheers.

Listen...

I really appreciate you helping me with this.

No problem, sir.

And I owe you an apology.

I didn't mean to bite your head off at the house.

It's OK.

I was being...

A nosy parker? Yes.

Whatever that is.

It's just that...

..apart from Dorna...

..I never had a proper family.

Oh.

So who...? I was brought up in care.

I'm so sorry, sir.

Don't be. It's just water under the bridge.

Life goes on, right?

And before you ask... I wasn't go...

..I don't know why my mum couldn't bring me up.

Anyway, I've checked Dorna's browsing history.

Look.

A weather warning about an incoming storm.

And look at the date she viewed it.

It's the day she died.

You were right, sir.

Dorna knew about the storm, but she still went out on that boat.

It... It doesn't make any sense.

It's definitely suspicious.

OK.

We need to build a timeline of everything Dorna did

and everyone she spoke to leading up to the incident.

It's time to get some answers.

No, no... Excuse me!

Catherine! This is a surprise.

Last night, Selwyn, in all the years I've known you,

you've never spoken to your officers like that. Not now.

I don't have the time. Oh, you're right.

Too busy sitting here feeling sorry for yourself.

Are you finished?

No!

If you told your team what was going on...

.instead of pushing them away, they would support you!

Because they're loyal and they respect you.

They deserve the same in return, starting with Darlene!

Someone's up early.

Before you start, this is Daisy's phone.

Thought we might find something.

So, I went through the messages, call logs,

and now I'm going through the photos.

Thought I'd use some of that initiative

you're always going on about.

Morning, team. Morning, sir.

OK. Updates.

Coroner got in touch,

said there were no traces of peanut oil found

on Susie's fingers.

OK, so...

..Susie Montagu dies from anaphylaxis

brought on by ingesting peanut oil. We do not yet know

how anyone managed to get it into her mouth

without her realising, and there are no traces of the substance

anywhere on the premises.

So basically we haven't got a scooby how it was done.

We do, however, have three suspects.

Guys, I think you should see this. Look.

In the background - it's Carrie.

See who's got their arm around her?

The bracelet.

Oh! Is that not Steve's?

Looks like it was taken a month ago.

The same time Susie filed for divorce.

And when she changed her mind

about Carrie being a director at Healing Skin.

Well, if Susie found out

that Steve and Carrie were having an affair,

that puts them both firmly in the frame, doesn't it?

No, no, no, don't stand up on our account.

Well, this is nice, isn't it? Just like the photo we saw

of you two snuggling up on Daisy's phone.

It's not what you think.

What, there's nothing going on between you two?

No.

Yes, we had a... thing, but not any more.

And you finished when?

Around the time your wife asked for a divorce?

It was stupid. We were both lonely.

It just... happened. We're not proud of it.

And that's why Susie withdrew your directorship.

She discovered your dirty little secret.

Isn't that right, Carrie?

Susie did find out, yes, but she forgave me.

The business was far more important to her, and she needed me.

And you, Mr Montagu.

Your affair was the real reason Susie was divorcing you.

But if you got rid of her before the divorce went through,

then everything would come to you, right?

And you'd be able to start over with Carrie.

I was weak, granted, but I loved Susie.

If you think Steve or myself have anything

to do with her death, then you're wrong.

You're sure you've got the hang of this, sir?

What about our lovebirds? Do you believe them?

They never would have admitted their affair

if we hadn't found them out, so maybe they're hiding something else.

Sir, watch out!

Well done, sir.

You almost hit the exact same spot.

Again! As if the dent needed to get any bigger.

The exact same spot...

DS Thomas, either get in the car

or get out the way! What?!

What are you...?

Inspector Wilson!

Just like the bruise.

Must be the site of the injection.

Likely from the EpiPen.

Well, Carrie Standish said she'd never administered one before,

so probably a bit rough with it.

Yes.

And it absorbs really easily, too.

Makes your skin feel like velvet.

Look, silky smooth. See?

It wasn't screwed on properly in the video.

The level of adrenaline in her system

matches the dosage given by the pen.

We've been looking in the wrong place the whole time.

That was in Susie Montagu's handbag.

And these are earnings from your little sideline,

where you're making way more than a few hundred a week.

That has to be it.

Call Officer Curtis.

I want that notebook checked. And the coroner, too.

I want to run another test.

If I'm right, I know who our killer is.

Now, two questions have been bothering me

from the start of this case. First question -

how did Susie ingest peanut oil?

You see, on the morning she died, she'd been fasting

for several hours, and the postmortem confirmed

there was nothing in her system.

Second question -

why didn't the EpiPen work?

I mean, it got the adrenaline into her system,

as it had always done whenever she experienced anaphylaxis.

So why didn't it work this time?

And then... it hit me.

Actually, it was me that hit something.

Sorry, DS Thomas!

But it provided me with the answers to both those questions,

answers which were actually quite simple.

The EpiPen didn't work

because Susie was not in anaphylactic shock.

Despite the presence of peanut oil in her mouth,

peanuts had nothing to do with Susie's death.

Isn't that right,

Carrie?

Er, I'm sorry, what?

You killed Susie Montagu.

But you didn't do it with peanuts.

You did it with snake venom.

Officer Rose. Here you go, sir.

I said bring the snake venom, not the actual snake.

Oh, sorry. My bad.

Thanks to Daisy, we know that snake venom in small quantities

can be taken as a natural high, but too high a dosage is fatal.

You have to get the dosage just right,

otherwise it can be pretty nasty.

Um...

..I think we've seen enough of that, Officer Rose.

Thank you.

Come on, Delroy.

We assumed that the significant bruising on Susie's thigh

was because you were heavy-handed with the EpiPen.

But it was because you'd

already injected her minutes before with the snake venom.

Oh, wow! Well done, you!

That's amazing!

You knew you had around ten minutes before the venom took effect,

the symptoms of which - and this is the clever bit -

would mimic anaphylaxis,

and ultimately cause respiratory shutdown.

But it was essential that everyone, especially the coroner,

believed Susie's death to be anaphylaxis from peanuts.

An accident. And so, when Susie finally collapsed,

you made sure that you were the one to inject the EpiPen

in the same spot you'd injected the venom,

where you knew a bruise would already be forming.

Two injection sites made to look like one.

Genius. Once I realised that,

I knew the killer could only be you.

But you still had to get peanut traces

into Susie's system to back up the anaphylaxis theory.

So what did you do?

You put peanut oil on your fingers,

and as you pretended to check Susie's airway,

you transferred the oil from your fingers into Susie's mouth.

With everyone believing Susie had died from anaphylaxis,

you knew the snake venom wouldn't be detected

in a postmortem unless the coroner was looking for it,

which he wasn't.

So we asked him to look again.

Guess what he found?

But, nah, I don't get it.

How could she have injected Suze with the snake venom

without her noticing?

Susie had filmed a promotional video for Pelure

at her home earlier that morning.

Makes your skin feel like velvet.

Look, silky smooth. See?

But the lid of the jar was left wonky in the video.

But when we found the jar, it was screwed on correctly.

You knew Susie would be filming that video

ahead of the Pelure launch.

We believe you added numbing cream

to the jar of Pelure before later swapping the jar out.

We asked the lab and they found lidocaine,

a powerful numbing agent, on Susie's skin.

I don't understand. Why would you do this?

Greed. Pure and simple.

Susie removed Carrie as a director when she discovered

her affair with you. All that potential coinage down the drain

because of a little indiscretion.

But you weren't going to let that go, were you?

So you saw another opportunity.

Your extensive time in Big Pharma meant

you knew all about snake venom,

and how lucrative it could be as a recreational drug.

We reckon you discovered Daisy's little drug-dealing sideline,

and persuaded her to increase production.

And under the cover of Healing Skin,

you started smuggling the venom Daisy was making.

We found this in Susie's bag.

Weights, measurements, prices

and profits.

We had the handwriting compared to some sales notes you'd written.

They're a match.

Steve overheard you and Susie arguing

and assumed it was about the business,

but you were arguing about the venom, weren't you?

Look, it's a very generous offer. I don't want a cut, Carrie.

What the hell is wrong with you?

It's unethical, not to mention illegal.

But you had no intention of stopping.

The venom was worth way too much.

And that's why Susie had to die.

Officer Curtis, Officer Rose.

No, I didn't kill anyone, though.

Sorry, kiddo, there's still the drug dealing thing.

Can't let that fly.

Come on.

Here you go, Mervin.

Welcome.

We had to drag him here.

So, you got the footy on, then? Footy?

Sorry, the football. Where's it screening?

Ah, mais non!

My bar is for talking, not television.

But you said that...

Oh, great. You got me.

Well done.

After a case, it's tradition.

OK. Right, then, here's to tradition.

Cheers.

Seriously, though, guys, nice work today.

Special credit goes to Seb.

Ignoring the undercover op.

But you found us some spicy leads today!

Evening, Commissioner. Good evening, officers.

I just wanted to say congratulations

on solving what I know was a difficult case.

And...

..it seems I have an apology to make.

Firstly... to you, Officer Curtis.

During our recent conversation,

I was rather...

..um, severe.

For that, I am sorry.

And... I think

you will make an exceedingly fine sergeant

one day. You are an asset to this team.

Uh, there's also a second apology I have to make.

I have been...

..keeping something from you, which...

..on the advice of a trusted friend,

I have decided to share with you all.

The position

of Saint Marie Police Commissioner...

..is being phased out.

I... am being phased out.

But they can't.

I'm afraid they can.

And they are.

Good evening.

I suppose it's going to feel strange for you guys

without Commissioner Patterson around.

Yeah.

I never met a guy like him.

I don't think I've processed it yet.

Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow.

Uh, sir. Um...

I asked around, like you said, about Dorna.

I spoke to the harbour master

who was working the night she died, and...

And? What?

She called the harbour master, from the boat.

During the storm?

The call was recorded.

It's a hard listen.

Harbour master.

Coastguard?

This is Dorna Bray. I'm at sea.

I need your help now!

What are your coordinates?

I have no GPS.

There's no land in sight.

I don't know where I am.

Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Hello, miss?

Miss?

Inspector?

Commissioner, you were right.

About my mother.

Oh.

Turns out it really was an accident.

Irrefutable proof.

So I'm shutting the case down.

Not an easy decision, I'm sure.

Yeah.

But, um,

the right one.

Anyway, thanks...

..for humouring me.

Goodnight, Commissioner.

Goodnight.

To doing business.

Minutes before Patrick Ambrose is about to sign

a contract... He ends up dead.

How could the killer be certain that Patrick would pour

a lethal dose into his own glass and not into everyone else's?

Just got shivers when you said that.

There's something I know that I should probably tell the police.

I wouldn't waste your time listening to gossip.

Sometimes I feel like I'm not doing enough.

What's the new approach? I'm going to do too much.

What's the matter with you? You are.

Something tells me we're not talking about the case.