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In the eight months since we first opened

for business here at Bless Your Arts,

we have felt so welcomed by the community.

And it's my great honor to be a small part

of the rich history that is this heritage building.

Without further ado, I would like to invite

our very special guest speaker for today's ceremony.

A woman who needs no introduction.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Sweet River's

very own Lone Star Cashmere founder, Ellie Mitchum.

Stay close by, George.

Good morning, Ainsley.

Morning, Jake.

Thanks for coming by on such short notice.

When I heard you needed some help with the ladder.

I dropped everything and hopped in my truck.

I aced ladders at the academy.

Well, everyone will be here in less than an hour,

and I still haven't gotten this banner up.

Ah, leave it to me.

No matter how many times I see this word,

it just doesn't look right.

It looks like an eye test chart.

Sesquicentennial. Yeah.

This building is 150 years old.

I guess when you're that old,

the city gives you a plaque, huh?

And throw you a party?

Mm. Right.

Um...

You know, I hear that our own celebrity

Miss Lone Star Cashmere herself will be in attendance.

You know, my grandma,

she buys me a sweater from there for Christmas every year,

whether I need one or not.

Yep. Ellie Mitchum and her whole entourage.

You know, she and Mrs. Whedon

used to go to school here together back in the day.

Gladys is 150 years old.

Very funny.

Don't tell her I said that.

Yeah. This used to be a school until the mid '70's.

Oh, you should see the contract that Ellie's people sent over.

Let me guess.

Only chilled bottles of water

with the caps slightly loosened.

No brown M&Ms.

Not quite, but close enough.

Well, she is the CEO of a Fortune 500 company.

I hear they tend to be a tad particular about their M&Ms.

Here you go.

Oh. Oh, yeah. Just a little bit.

Oh, a little higher.

Hey, are you doing that on purpose?

Well, if you want to get a little taller,

you got to stretch out a little bit.

Got to work for it, huh?

Besides, you were the brains of the operation.

I'm just the brawn.

What? I could be the brawn.

Oh, that's right, I forgot you, uh, you do sports now?

No. I work out.

- Hey, Maria. - Hi.

Need some help?

Yes, please.

Big day.

Jake, thanks again for hanging the sign.

It's my pleasure.

Are you going to stay?

No, I got to get back to the station,

but I'm going to try and make it back

to get the end of the ceremony, all right?

See ya.

- Hi Jake -Hi Maria, how's it going?

So nice of Jake to come by

and continue fanning the flames of your romance.

He's a fireman, though.

Shouldn't he be putting out fires?

We're taking it slow.

Slow or stored for winter?

Sorry, I'm late.

Oh. That's okay, Lily.

Thanks so much for making

those lemon squares for the event.

They are so good.

I can make you a batch if you'd like.

Oh, I'd love that.

Hey, are you okay?

I got in a little argument with my grandma,

but I'll shake it off.

Okay. The Lone Star Cashmere executive green room

is up and running in the classroom.

I got a comfy chair for Ms. Mitchum.

AC is up, and I even put a heater in there

in case she gets cold.

I can't believe she asked for a private green room

away from the public so she can knit.

She's a workaholic.

You don't get the title of

"The Martha Stewart of Knitting" for nothing.

She's about as friendly as a bramble bush.

You've met her?

A couple times. I'm friends with her daughter.

She is not nice to her.

Would you watch what you're doing?

I was getting the door.

Pay more attention.

Oh, boy.

Ms. Mitchum, welcome.

I'm Ainslie McGregor. I own Bless Your Arts.

I was told there would be a private room for me to wait in.

Yes. Of course. Right this way.

Does this look familiar?

We've recreated your classroom.

There's a dog in here.

Oh, that's just George. He's very friendly.

I'll take him out.

Come here, Georgie. Come on, baby, let's go.

Good boy.

Sorry.

Ainsley, I'm Hilary. I work with Ellie.

We spoke on the phone.

Pleasure to meet you in person.

These are Ellie's children. This is Emma and Blake.

Hi.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Ms. Mitchum has requested that she remain in here undisturbed

until you're ready for her to make her speech.

Not a problem.

Let me know if you need anything else.

I will. Thank you.

Mmhmm.

Sorry.

Ainsley.

Oh, Mrs. Whedon. Hi.

Where is Eleanor Mitchum?

Oh, she's in the classroom, but she asked to not be distur...

Grandma...

Come on, George.

What has gotten into people today?

I thought having a celebrity here

was going to have people on their best behavior.

But you're always on your best behavior, aren't you?

Yeah, unless there's squirrels involved.

Does he ever answer back?

Oh, uh, sometimes in his own way.

Look, I just wanted to apologize to you and George

for my mom's attitude.

George, she only kicked you out of your little spot

because she's scared of dogs and cats,

and probably squirrels, too.

Well, that's okay.

He's pretty good at picking up on those things.

Yeah, my mom's not really good with anyone or anything

- that isn't wool-based... - except for sheep.

She's terrified of them, too.

You know, really it's all just an act to cover up

how nervous she is underneath everything.

Well, she could have fooled me.

Oh.

Oh. Looks like another casualty of Ellie Mitchum's ire.

I sure hope not.

Well, anyway, hopefully today goes well

and you'll have a chance to properly meet my mother

once the pressure to perform is off.

I'll let you get back to it.

Oh, I know you're upset

because she didn't leave you any treats.

Without further ado, I would like to invite

our very special guest speaker for today's ceremony.

A woman who needs no introduction.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome

Sweet River's very own Lone Star Cashmere founder,

Ellie Mitchum.

Ms. Mitchum?

Okay, well, if we don't hurry this up.

There might be another sesquicentennial

until we get this ribbon cut.

Ms. Mitchum?

Once again, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...

She's dead.

Sheriff.

Chief.

She obviously fell forward,

but looking at the angle of her arms,

it doesn't look like she put them out to stop herself.

The minor laceration on her neck

probably came from a teacup when it broke

as she fell against the table.

Hey sis, this finding a dead body thing

is becoming a habit of yours.

Yeah. Don't I know it?

Cyra please tell me this was death by natural causes

and that there are no signs of foul play.

The press can have a field day with this as it is.

This is unlikely the result of a cardiac incident.

Symptoms of heart attack fatalities usually consist

of swelling and discoloration around the face and neck.

Okay.

Due to the discoloration around the victim's lips,

- we can't rule out. - Don't say it.

Poisoning.

Maybe my request for you to tell me

this wasn't foul play wasn't clear enough.

Sorry Sheriff, until we do a full tox report,

every possibility is on the table.

You know, if it was poison,

it had to have been something fast-acting.

Did she ingest anything before the event?

Well, I made her some tea,

but I don't know if she drank any of it.

I guess we can't rule you out as a suspect, then.

Oh, please, Ryan.

Oh, please, Sheriff.

How soon can you get me something definitive?

Definitive?

Substantial. Look, this woman's been listed

in Fortune Magazine.

Every news outlet on the planet

is going to be asking for a statement.

The last thing we need to do is make an unforced error

and call this a murder when it's not.

It's trivia night down at Yonders.

Uh... I guess I'll have to cancel again.

All right. I'll head to the lab and start running some samples.

Thank you.

Hey, Pearson, did you, uh,

did you get statements from your family members?

Yes.

You might as well release them then.

We want answers, and we want them now

or you're gonna hear from our lawyer!

I told you, you need to calm down.

Just get him out of here.

Sorry.

Hey, Ryan, look at this.

Ains... you got to call me sheriff, okay?

This is a crime scene.

Well, it's safe to say she took a bite out of this.

Where did those come from?

I made them last night. Kevin came and helped me.

This Kevin?

Deputy trainee Kevin? Didn't take you for a baker.

We even ate a couple when they came out of the oven.

I had five.

Nice.

And once they cooled, I put them in the container.

I brought them in today.

Neither of us got sick.

I'll get everything bagged up and run it down to Vale.

Thank you.

Ainsley said that your grandmother knew Ms. Mitchum.

They knew each other from when they went to school here.

They became friends over their love of knitting.

But when Ellie started her company,

Gram's felt that she became successful

because she stole her designs.

You told me earlier that you had an argument

with your grandmother. What was it about?

When she found out that Ellie was going to be here today,

she wanted to confront her once and for all.

I tried to convince her not to do it, but she was adamant.

What did she say to Ellie?

I don't know, she wouldn't tell me.

Look, I know my grandma is angry,

but I promise she's no murderer.

These are crime students of mine.

Kevin works for you.

What motive could they possibly have

to murder a knitting magnet?

I can hold off on bringing them in for questioning

until I hear back from Vale.

But until then, nobody's off the table.

Doesn't matter how close their connection to us is.

Uh...

Oh, not you too.

- Hey, Sheriff. - Yeah.

Uh, somebody from Roiters called for you.

Reuters. Take a message.

Oh, and Coroner Vale is on line one.

Thanks, Deputy Trainee.

Hey, Vale, you got Ainsley and Chief Trenton here.

Hi, all.

Initial test results showed no poison in the lemon squares.

The tea was clear as well.

I guess you're off the hook.

In fact, initial screening

show no sign of poison at all.

So what killed her?

Looking like anaphylactic shock.

An allergic reaction?

Yes, but I've checked her medical records,

and there's nothing to indicate

she had any food-borne allergies.

There are no insect bites or stings on her body.

So it had to be something else she came into contact with.

Still, accidental death makes all our lives easier.

Except for hers.

Too soon.

Vale, can I put that in my official report?

No.

I didn't ask you.

Cyra, did you check the shawl?

Shawl?

The shawl that Mrs. Whedon brought in and left with Ellie.

She's allergic to shawls?

It could be like the shirt of Nessus.

Nessus? Didn't he play right wing for the stars?

It's from Greek mythology.

It's the poisonous shirt that killed Hercules.

Hercules? He's the backup goalie for the Flames, right?

No. They traded him last season.

Are you two finished?

We did find a foreign substance on the shawl, Ains.

Foreign substance? What does that mean?

Poison?

Inconclusive.

We're running some more tests,

but whatever it was, was found on the victim's hands

and around her mouth.

It may be what killed her.

An item that was transported into that room

was laced with something

that her body had a severe reaction to.

Okay. Call with any updates.

Will do.

What are you going to do?

You know what I need to do?

I know what you think you have to do, but it is so absurd.

I can't even believe you're thinking about doing it.

What's he going to do?

He's going to arrest Gladys Whedon.

No, I'm not.

Hey, Sheriff...

somebody from the Associated Press is on the phone.

Take a message.

I can't even believe you're considering going to the house

of a respected member of our community

and arresting her.

I'm not going to arrest her.

Then what are you going to do?

I'm just trying to keep up here.

I'm going to go to the house of a respected member

of our community,

and politely ask her to come down to the station

to give a statement.

Right now, she's our prime suspect.

Hey, Sheriff...

Take a message! Please.

Gladys Whedon is no more our prime suspect than George is.

She was at the scene of the crime, and she has a motive.

And if whatever was on the shawl

is what killed her.

I mean, she brought in the murder weapon, too.

I got to do it, Ains.

I know you're a community-minded nose

doesn't want to admit it,

but your crime nose, knows I'm right.

Then I'm going with you.

No, you're not.

Do you remember when you hired me as official collaborator

with the Sweet River Police?

Consider this official collaboration.

Fine.

What took you so long?

That one was more slippery than a pocket full of pudding.

Ellie Mitchum was a thief

who built her entire empire on a lie.

And it all started with the pattern on that shawl.

That's why I wanted to bring it to Bless Your Arts

to show her I haven't forgotten that she stole my designs.

What did you say when you confronted her?

I didn't get a chance to talk to her.

Eleanor!

Ellie hasn't the time. She's too busy. I'm sorry.

Ellie just turned her back.

And that woman, Hilary, told me Ellie was too busy to see me.

What a load of hogwash.

I could see her sitting right there in the room... knitting.

So I just threw the shawl at her and left.

Are you aware of any allergies that Ellie may have had?

She was allergic to being a nice person.

It doesn't track.

Why would Gladys openly admit

to her feud with Ellie if she were guilty?

I agree.

And why do it at a public event in front of 50 people?

I agree.

Plus, Gladys is not the type of person...

Ainsley?

We're releasing her as a person of interest.

Oh. Well good.

So if you only listened to me in the first place,

I could have saved you the trouble.

I'm just doing my job, but duly noted.

Well, that still leaves us with a big problem, though.

Who killed Ellie Mitchum?

Sheriff McGregor.

Oh. Hi, Maureen. Sorry I didn't see you there.

What can I do for you?

Oh, I'm just waiting for Gladys.

Oh, she'll be out in a few minutes.

Lovely.

Ryan, you're a good boy,

and I think you're doing a fine job as sheriff.

But if you ever mess with my friend Gladys,

you better be more careful

than a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

Do we understand each other?

Yes, ma'am.

Lovely.

I'll see you at book club.

You know what I love about this job?

It's the constant outpouring of gratitude.

Go home. Get some sleep tonight.

Tomorrow's not going to be easy.

That's reassuring.

Hey!

Sorry, I'm late.

Oh. No problem.

I wasn't sure what kind of coffee you liked,

so I winged it.

Mm.

Is this a rosemary brown sugar latte?

That's my favorite.

Mm.

Now, the reason I was late is because

I swung by the classroom at the BYA

just to make sure everything was cleaned up.

You did that for me?

Yeah. It seems like yesterday was stressful enough.

Maybe you could use a fresh start.

That is so sweet.

So how did you get in,

because I locked up when I left.

Firemen. Used the ax chopped down the door.

Excellent.

Maria was just getting there, so she let me in.

How are you doing today?

I'm fine.

Still in shock a little?

Yeah. I think the whole town is.

Yeah.

Oh, by the way,

I ran into Ellie's daughter Emma, at the Koffee Klatch.

Lily's helping her plan a memorial for her mother,

and they invited us.

Us?

Us?

You and me?

They also said Ryan could come too.

Oh.

That's great. Us and Ryan.

- Ryan. - Of course.

Hi.

Yes, we'll be right there.

Chlorhexidine gluconate.

It was a severe reaction to that

which caused acute respiratory distress

and fatal anaphylactic shock.

Can you do that thing

where you translate it into layman's terms, please?

An allergic reaction to chlorhexidine killed her.

And that's a poison?

Yes and no.

A poison can be classified

as any foreign substance that causes a severe reaction.

For some people, that's peanut butter.

I'm about to have a severe reaction

unless somebody can tell me if this was a homicide or not.

Chlorhexidine, why does that sound familiar?

Because it's this.

Oh, right. Medical grade antiseptic.

They use this to treat gingivitis.

Among other things.

How do you know this stuff?

I minored in forensic science.

Chlorhexidine has a very low mortality rate.

0.78 per 100,000, to be exact.

It's very rare that someone

would have a fatal reaction to it, but it's not impossible.

Is it conceivable that something at Bless Your Arts

would just happen to contain this stuff?

Not unless it was moonlighting as some kind of medical lab.

There are trace elements found in cosmetics and disinfectants,

but nowhere near the levels

found on the victim's hands and face.

Yeah, and it isn't something

that you could buy over the counter in this concentration.

So someone who knew that Ellie

had this rare allergy laced something

that she would come into contact with yesterday.

And hope that it would slip past the toxicology screening.

She was murdered.

Murdered by who and why?

According to Occam's Razor,

we should look at the most obvious place first.

The family.

Occam's Razor?

That's the one with the triple blade

and the aloe glide, right?

You know, I prefer Occam electric, smoother less mess.

What? I'm sorry. It was right over the plate.

I had to take a swing.

Occam's Razor is a theory we're teaching at the university.

Enlighten us, Professor.

You know, my jokester brother here thinks that being funny

is more important than being intelligent.

And my sister's a nerd. What's your point?

The Mitchums are holding a memorial service tomorrow.

We should go.

Us and you.

And do what? Hand out a questionnaire?

Please check yes if you're Ellie's murderer.

You know, for a cop, you're not so bright sometimes.

But whoever murdered Ellie is going to be there.

We need to investigate.

I need to investigate.

You need to collaborate.

What's the difference?

You tell me, nerd.

Okay, so you'd prefer that I not attend a memorial

which I was personally invited to, I might add,

of a murder victim who died in my place of business.

Even though it might help the police department

for whom I also work.

Correct.

Why did you hire me for this job

if you don't want me to actually do it?

Because you're the most brilliant person

I've ever known.

You're so smart, it gets you into trouble sometimes.

Look...

Making you an official part of the police department

was so that whenever you did get in trouble,

I would know about it.

You got this thing.

You always got to make sure that justice is served.

You make me sound like a superhero.

A tiny little one.

Joking aside, Ains, there's a killer on the loose.

Yeah, and I'm going to help you find them.

You came here

because you're supposed to be keeping a low profile.

Hey, you worry too much.

When I think about what happened in Chicago,

it feels like I don't worry enough sometimes.

I just don't get it.

If Ellie's allergy to chlorhexidine

wasn't in her medical records, how would anyone know

that she'd have a fatal reaction to it?

Especially if she might not even have known herself.

Look, I...

I don't want to overstep, but...

what happened in Chicago?

Um.

I just got a little too close to a case

when I was working for the police department there.

It's fine. It's not a big deal.

Okay.

It's just so eerie to think that this happened here

right under our noses.

Well, that's why we're all here at Book club

to help figure this out.

Uh, about that subject.

Seeing as we've shifted gears into solving crimes,

I think we should figure out a new name.

We can't keep calling it book club if we're not a book club.

Sure, we can figure out a new name later.

Why doesn't everyone think of some suggestions?

Next book club will vote.

Right now we have more important things to attend to.

So where do we start?

Perhaps we could start

by crossing my name off the suspect list.

Gladys.

I have been presumptively cleared.

Oh, I'm so glad you made it, Gladys.

The only reason I would ever miss book club

is if I were in jail.

Hi George.

I came pretty close the other day.

Technically, I think Kevin and I were suspects for a minute.

We baked the lemon squares.

Me, too. I made the tea.

And wouldn't that be ironic if the murderer has been sitting

right here at the table with us?

Mm. Again, you mean.

Okay. I think we're all up to speed.

So...

who would want to murder Ellie Mitchum?

Tons of people.

She was a rich, successful person

and people like that are often targets.

I've been listening to murder podcasts.

No, this wasn't some stranger off the street.

This was very specific.

An extremely rare allergen.

Mmhmm. Had to be an inside job.

Who did she come in contact with

from the moment she arrived up to her death?

Hardly anyone. We saw the car pull up.

Would you watch what you're doing?

I was getting the door.

Pay more attention.

That's case closed then. It was the limo driver.

I mean, those guys depend on good reviews.

He'd rather kill her than get a one-star rating.

Now, the strange thing is,

he didn't even seem like a limo driver.

He wasn't very apologetic.

Kind of even argued back a little.

Maybe it was someone who worked for the company

because Ellie never liked outsiders around her.

I mean, I guess I understand Ellie's reaction.

It was a little bit harsh,

but the bag, it was a beautiful auburn leather.

It must have cost a fortune.

Wait... you're right. It was auburn.

But the bag I remember at the crime scene

was more of a sea-foam blue.

Are you certain you remember it as it being blue?

She knows the difference between blue and brown Don.

Eyewitness testimony is notoriously unreliable.

Murder podcasts.

No, no, no, it was definitely blue.

I remember because the bag matched the color

of the knitting needles that Ellie was using.

Or maybe it was one long needle.

I don't know.

Home economics was not my strong suit.

What do you mean, "one long needle"?

Oh, well. Next to the body,

it looked like two needles connected by a cord.

Is that a thing?

Those are circular needles.

There are several types of knitting needles.

Straight, double-pointed cable and circular.

Okay, well, Ellie was definitely using

circular needles before she died.

That's strange, because when we were girls in this school,

Ellie always hated circular needles.

She was a purist

who insisted on using double-pointed needles.

Now, she could be very particular

about those kinds of things.

Maybe she had a change of heart in her later years.

Assuming she had a heart. I mean, I doubt it.

Well that's interesting.

I'll ask Ryan to see the crime scene photos.

Okay, what about Ellie's daughter, Emma?

Lily, you know her?

Yes. Um, Emma and I are really good friends.

She's very sweet.

She's smart, and she has a great career owning

part of a sports apparel company.

And Ellie's son, Blake.

You mean Captain Handsome?

What? He's a very attractive guy.

Well, it seemed like he had a little bit of a temper, though.

In his defense, his mother just died.

It's understandable to be upset.

True.

And Hilary?

Actually, earlier, I found out that Hilary

is Ellie Mitchum's niece.

- Oh. - Really?

Why didn't any of us know that?

I had to dig deep, but it's here.

It must have been her twin sister's girl.

I lost track of that one when she moved to the city.

Mm.

Okay, well, looks like we have

more answers than questions this evening,

but that's normal for the beginning of any investigation.

The family memorial is tomorrow.

Lily and I are going to go see what more info we can find out.

That's good.

Twenty-four hours after any crime... critical.

That's podcasts.

My grandmother would be so happy to know

that I was at Ellie Mitchum's house.

She loved Lone Star Cashmere that much.

Uh, yeah. This...

this was her Graceland.

- Hi. - Hi.

She looks really nice in that picture.

I know what Mrs. Whedon would say.

A picture could tell a thousand lies.

You know, it's so strange, isn't it?

Does it matter how rich or successful you are?

One day, in the blink of an eye, it's all over.

Yeah. One day you're gone and there are a bunch of strangers

standing around your house eating hors d'oeuvres

and lying about how much they liked you.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

What?

I didn't have lunch.

All right, I'm gonna go mingle.

Don't get us into any trouble, please.

- Ainsley. - Hi.

So nice of you both to be here.

Ainsley, you remember Emma and Blake.

Hi. My condolences again.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you. And for being here as well.

Oh, it's the least we could do.

This is Jake Trenton.

He's our local fire chief in Sweet River.

Fire chief, huh? Wow, that's a cool job.

Uh, yeah, I can actually be a little hot sometimes.

Hot. Right.

Because you're putting out fires.

Yeah. That's funny, I like it.

I'm glad.

Ainsley, I meant to tell you the other day

that you have very nice teeth.

I'm sorry.

Your teeth, wow, they are perfect. My goodness.

Sorry. I'm a dentist. I notice these kind of things.

Ah, dentist. That sounds like a cool job.

Yeah. You know, I find it fulfilling.

Filling because you're a dentist.

That's, uh... Ha, ha, very funny.

Thank you, Chief.

Uh, so, um, how do you... how how do you two know each other?

Ainsley teaches a criminology course

that I take at the university.

How nice.

And it's your brother who's the sheriff, right?

Yes.

I guess you could say it runs in the family.

Emma is at Rubicon Competitive International.

Oh, yeah, I think I have one of your yoga mats.

Excuse me.

I need to speak to you two... now!

Uh. Excuse us.

I gotta put out a fire.

Okay.

- That's him. - Who?

The driver that dropped off Ellie at the event.

Well, I guess he's more than just a chauffeur.

Yeah, I gotta go find out more.

This can't go any further.

Keep your voice down.

You've got to stop fighting me on this.

Hilary has a clear path to becoming the CEO

now that Ellie is dead.

Do you understand what that means?

She is going to have a controlling stake

in the empire that your mother built.

But Sam, you're the chairman of the board.

Can't you stop her?

No, not unless you two sign over your voting shares to me.

Can this wait? It's our mother's memorial.

Is it really the time to be discussing things like this?

This is precisely the time

to be talking about things like this!

Hey!

I got worried, so I thought I should come looking for you.

We should probably get back.

Ainsley?

Hilary. Hi.

We were trying to find our way out, and we got lost.

It's just down those stairs.

Here, I'll show you.

Oops.

There you go.

Thank you.

Work's never finished, I guess.

I can hardly call it work.

Knitting calms me down, and it's been a difficult few days.

I imagine.

It's a special protective type of beeswax

for the bamboo knitting needles we use.

Ellie was a stickler for ensuring our equipment

was in perfect condition.

Mm.

I'll show you out.

Oh, hi.

Where have you two been?

I was looking everywhere for you.

You?!

Who do you think you are?!

Coming here uninvited and snooping around.

She was invited! I invited her!

Well, consider the invitation revoked.

Why are you doing this?

Don't you have any respect for the dead?

You get out of here or I'm calling the police.

Sir, please calm down. I am the police.

Oh, really?

Yes.

Well, then why don't you do your job

and get these trespassers out of here?

I'm going to ask you again, please calm down.

I want them out...

It's okay. We are leaving.

Help!!!

What is that?

Help! Help me!

- Emma! - Get me out of here!!!

Help! I can't get out!

Check the doors on the other side.

Hey, get me a fire extinguisher now!

- Help!!! - It's locked.

Emma, I'm gonna break the window.

Okay? I need you to back up. Back up.

Okay, here I go. I got you.

I got you.

Let's go, let's go! I got you, I got you!

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Can you breathe?

- Fire extinguisher. - Thank you.

Thank you.

My best guess is the lithium ion battery combusted?

That's weird. It's a new car.

Yeah.

Could it have been intentionally damaged?

Get a fire incident report done.

What did you say his name was again?

Sam.

I overheard Emma refer to him as the chairman.

Here he is.

Lone Star Cashmere, company chairman, Sam Mills.

Maybe it's a corporate thing.

He was trying to gain total control of the company.

Yeah, but sabotaging Emma's car?

That's a little bit extreme, don't you think?

More extreme than poisoning Ellie?

About even.

I think we should call an emergency book club session.

Oh. Twice in one week. I like it.

Yeah. The more I investigate,

the less clear everything becomes.

Blake. Hi.

Ainsley. Hi.

Sorry. I didn't know that you weren't open yet.

Oh, we're just opening now. Come on in.

I really, really like this space.

Very nice.

Hey, look, I wanted to come by and apologize

about Sam yesterday.

Seems I'm always apologizing for someone.

Story of my life.

Sam can be a bit cantankerous.

Well, I'm sorry if I caused a scene.

No. It's fine.

You know, it wasn't even

the craziest thing that happened all afternoon.

Never a dull moment in my family.

How is your sister doing?

She's okay. It was a freak accident... probably.

Yeah.

You know, to be honest,

tensions are a bit high in my family right now.

With my mother being gone, there's a lot of infighting

as to which direction to take the company.

I try to stay out of it.

You know, knitting isn't really my thing.

But as the eldest child,

I have been named executor of the estate,

so naturally, I'm pulled into the thick of it.

These are nice.

It must be difficult

on top of grieving the loss of your mother.

Mm. Yeah.

Hey, do you want to get dinner tonight?

Uh, dinner?

You know, the thing where people eat food together?

Typically at a restaurant. It's the latest craze.

Right. Of course.

I'd love to. I can't tonight we've got...

Book club.

Yes, we have book club tonight.

Maybe another night, then.

I'll let you get back to work.

Looks like Jake's got a little bit of competition.

Oh stop it.

Why would he come all the way over here

just to apologize?

There must be an ulterior motive.

Yeah, to ask you on a date.

Hey, Chief.

What the...

It's the dentist guy.

Thank you for coming in, Ms. Mitchum.

You can call me Emma.

Okay. Emma.

Uh, have a seat right here.

Thank you.

So, Emma, um, do you have any reason to believe

that there was foul play involved

with the incident with your car yesterday?

I don't want to get anyone in trouble.

Well, if someone's trying to hurt you,

telling the police about it isn't getting them in trouble.

It's important that we know.

Let's just say our company chairman, Sam,

has put it in my head that Hilary,

who is set to become CEO,

is planning on taking down anybody who gets in the way

of her taking control of the company.

But I have no proof.

As CEO, wouldn't she already have control of the company?

Not with the members of the board.

There is so much greed and backstabbing

in the business world,

and it's especially hard when you combine it with family.

That's why I moved away... years ago.

I live in Chicago now.

Have you ever been there?

Yeah, once.

If it were foul play,

who else would have had access to your car?

Any number of people. It's a company car.

Dinner time.

Here you go, Georgie.

What is it?

Is your ball under there?

Here. Come on, George. Go eat your dinner.

Yep. I'll get it.

These two, but I'm not too sure about those ones.

Right.

I also wanted to thank you for saving my life yesterday.

Oh.

Uh... it wasn't such a big deal, just glad you're okay.

Well, I am, thanks to you.

Uh, well, uh, thank you for... for coming in.

We'll be in touch if there's any news.

Okay.

Someone's got eyes for the sheriff.

Yep. Looks like she's got a crush bigger than Dallas.

Okay, back to work, you two. Come on.

Ryan, can I talk to you for a sec?

Yeah, sure.

What's up?

He said what?

He said she has nice teeth. Who says that?

I... points for originality, I guess.

He's openly flirting with Ainsley right in front of me.

Who does that?

I mean, he doesn't know

if we're boyfriend or girlfriend or not.

Do you know?

Not... exactly.

Well, if you don't know, how do you expect him to?

With all due respect,

your romance radar might be a little rusty.

That's not the point, Ryan.

Please arrive at your point.

I want you to arrest him.

For what?

Flagrant flirtation.

It's been a while since my days at the academy,

but I don't think that's an actual crime.

I am a fireman. He's a dentist.

Firemen are so much cooler than dentists.

I don't know, it's pretty cool the way they can put

pliers in your mouth and pull out your wisdom teeth.

You want to know what I do all day?

I save lives.

What does he do? Fill cavities.

Come on. It's not the same thing.

Hi.

What is that?

Here, take a look.

Why are you giving me beeswax?

It's like the stuff they put on surfboards.

I know how to surf.

Do you think surfing is cool?

Sure.

They also use beeswax to protect knitting needles.

Vale has to check it, but I'm pretty sure that container

is the source of the chlorhexidine.

Where did you find this?

Under the stove in the classroom at BYA.

Your CSI team must have missed it.

My CSI team?

This is the same stuff

that fell out of Hilary's purse.

You're right.

She also said that Ellie was very particular

about using it to protect the needles.

Speaking of needles, the type that that Ellie was using

when she was killed were circular ones.

But Gladys had said that she only ever used

double-pointed ones.

So why was she using circular needles

at the time of her death?

Because hers were broken.

Ellie was a workaholic, even without her preferred needles.

Like when a hockey player breaks his stick mid-game,

he doesn't leave the ice.

No, he borrows a stick and he keeps playing.

What do you know about hockey?

I started watching sports... occasionally.

I love sports. Sports are so cool.

You know, I really feel like I'm in high school

when I'm around you two.

Sam could have intentionally broken Ellie's needles,

knowing that she would borrow a set to keep working.

And that borrowed set were tainted with the chlorhexidine.

But who would have given them to her?

Well, the person who used circular knitting needles.

Hilary.

As always, amazing detective work.

We'll see how right I am

when Cyra gets the lab analysis back on the beeswax.

Hm.

I don't know, there's something about this case

that's too perfect.

Too perfect? How?

Well, if Hilary and Sam are working together...

Uh-huh.

How would they know that closing the door

on Ellie's needles would break them?

And how would they know that...

that Ellie would borrow Hilary's needles,

even though they aren't the style she liked to use?

Well, there's too many variables

that had to go exactly right in order

for this plan to work.

There's something hinky about it all.

You said hinky.

Oh.

It's what Ryan always says.

I don't have a better word for it.

Well, if your gut's trying to tell you something,

it's usually worth listening to.

This case is driving me crazier than a dog in a hubcap factory.

I just... I know the answer is staring me

straight in the face

I just, I... I can't put my finger on it.

Well, maybe you just need to take a little break

for a couple of hours. Take your mind off of it.

Maybe we could go grab something to eat, if you like.

I'd I love that.

Me too.

Oh, but I can't.

I completely forgot, I have book club at 6:00.

Book club again?

Yeah, it's... it's an impromptu meeting

to see if we can get to the bottom of this case.

Yeah. No problem.

You're welcome to join us.

I'd love to, uh... pick you up at 5:40.

I'd love that.

We know that Sam wasn't in the building

on the day of the murder.

If he was involved,

he would have to be working with someone.

Hilary.

If she had the most to gain by becoming CEO

after Ellie's death.

Okay, but why not just stop there?

Why sabotage the car at all?

I overheard Sam arguing with Emma and Blake

about their voting shares on the company board.

Maybe Ellie's children are their next targets.

The chlorhexidine murder, that was pretty sophisticated.

This car thing feels, uh, clumsy.

- And showy. - Mm.

You know, like they wanted it to be witnessed by people.

But why?

Lily, what about your friend, Emma?

Why would she be a target?

I don't know, she moved away when she was quite young.

She wanted to make it on her own.

Now she has a successful career outside of the family business.

I just can't see what she would have to gain

by being involved here.

What about Captain Handsome?

Captain handsome? Is that George's new nickname?

No, it's Ellie's son, the doctor.

He's a dentist, right Ainsley?

His name is Blake. And yes, he's a dentist.

I also checked into him.

I bet you did.

I did a background check on him.

Yeah.

He has a successful dental practice.

Very little to do with Lone Star Cashmere.

No apparent motive.

Okay, so the only ones with motive are Sam and Hilary.

Case closed.

Cookie time.

What? No, no, no, no, no. Not yet.

Baby girl, what is it?

I don't know. This case, it's like a maze.

And the deeper we get, the more lost we become.

Maybe we should just go back to being a book club.

No, no, no, no, no.

It's way more fun to solve murders

than just read about them.

And we're making progress,

even if it doesn't seem like it right now.

Speaking of book club, can we take a vote on our new name?

Oh, I've got the list of suggestions right here.

Let's read 'em and weep.

Now raise your hand to vote for any of the following.

Book 'em Club.

That's a good one.

It's like what the police say, right?

Book 'em, right? And then it's also got like...

Oh, is that what they say?

Yeah, we get it.

Murder Ink..

Oh.

- But it's spelled, i-n-k. - Like ink.

We get that, yeah.

We get it.

What about, the Text Files?

Like the X-files.

- And finally... - I liked it.

...the Uncover to Uncover Club.

- Mhm. - No.

I'm not gonna vote for my own suggestion.

I mean, it sounded way better in my head.

All righty. I guess we're still officially Book Club.

Alright.

It was really nice having you there.

I had fun. Thanks for the invite.

That Maureen, she sure is funny.

The whole Captain Handsome thing.

Pretty hilarious.

Yeah. Maureen, she's a hoot.

Yeah.

You know, just for curiosity's sake,

this, um, this Blake fellow, what does he really like?

Is he... is he a nice guy?

Yeah, he's nice enough.

He... well, he seems very taken with you.

He's not my type.

Oh.

Well, that's... that's good to know.

See ya, Jake.

See ya, Ainsley.

Not her type, hm.

Come on. Come up.

Oh!

Hi.

Hi.

What is it, Georgie?

Oh, no. Not again.

I am so sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

I knocked, but George was already barking.

Jake, what are you doing?

After I dropped you off, I was just driving away.

I thought I saw somebody

crossing the street to your house.

So I drove around the block,

and I came in through the back gate.

Whoever it was, they took off when they saw me.

Do you remember the last time you were investigating a case

and somebody left a note on your door?

Yeah.

It's Ryan.

Hi.

Hey.

Vale got the lab results back on the beeswax.

It was tainted with 50 percent concentration of chlorhexidine.

More than enough to cause an allergic reaction on contact.

Okay, well, that's our murder weapon,

or half of it, anyway.

Yeah.

We're having the container tested for prints now.

Okay.

Let me know what you find.

Will do.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

No, I know that tone of your voice.

What's going on?

Jake's here.

He found someone snooping around the house.

Who could it have been?

Hilary.

Or Sam?

After Vale's report on the beeswax.

You have enough probable cause to charge Hilary.

Well, if her prints come back on the container, sure.

Right.

Okay. Let's say Hilary and Sam are behind this.

How did they get the chlorhexidine?

Vale said that only a licensed medical office

would be able to get it.

So a doctor or...

Or Blake.

He's in on it.

Yes. Got your dentist.

Sorry. I mean, that's... that's terrible.

They're all in on it together.

Blake would have done dental work on his mother,

so he would have known about her allergy to chlorhexidine.

Okay, take a look at this article.

It says that Ellie blocked a company merger

about a year ago.

With her out of the way,

I bet Hilary, Sam and Blake stand to make millions.

So that's why they targeted Emma.

She must have been the last holdout.

Unknown caller.

Don't answer it.

Hello?

Ms. McGregor. This is Sam Mills.

I need to meet with you.

What's this concerning, Sam?

I don't want to discuss it over the phone.

All I can say is we've crossed the point of no return.

Is there somewhere we can meet?

No, no!

I teach a class at the university

until 11:00 a.m. tomorrow.

After your class then.

I'll come to you just after 11:00.

No, no, no, no, absolutely not.

Never going to happen over my dead body.

Stamped and no erases.

No erases?

I'm not just going to stand by and let this happen, Ains.

What killer makes an appointment

with someone to murder them?

It's a setup.

Why else would he want to meet with you?

Maybe he's got cold feet.

Well, what did he say?

Um, past the point of no return.

Maybe he's going to confess.

Or maybe try to pin it on Hilary and Blake.

And he didn't say past.

He said crossed, which is weird.

And why call you? Why not call Ryan?

Exactly.

What? He knows I'm a criminologist.

He was there when Lily mentioned it at the memorial.

Maybe he wants to get more details on the case

so he doesn't further incriminate himself

before he goes to the police.

We can't pass this up.

Ugh.

The crime nose knows.

One condition and this is not negotiable.

Jake and I need to be somewhere close by

in case something happens.

Like a stakeout.

Yes. Mhm.

Yeah.

Yeah. A stakeout,

and I don't think you should be alone tonight.

So why don't you come stay at my place?

No. I'm fine. I've got George.

Or I can stay over, if you like.

On the couch, of course.

Are you sure you don't mind?

Not at all.

All right. Well, I'll just, uh, leave you two to your evening.

Good night.

Huh?

Thanks again for doing this.

I think I'm a little more freaked out than I realized.

Ever since Chicago,

things like this really put me on edge.

Are you gonna tell me about it?

I was investigating a case about a dirty cop

who was taking bribes.

And before I could testify, he...

he broke into my house and he tried to kill me.

After that, Ryan insisted that I move to Sweet River

where nothing like that would ever happen.

Little did we know.

Anyway, I'll let you get to sleep.

Are you sure it's a good idea for you to go see Sam tomorrow?

An innocent person was murdered.

We have to get to the bottom of it.

That's the most important thing.

Good night, Ainsley.

Good night, Jake.

Occam's Razor is a principle which states that plurality

should never be posited without necessity.

Does anyone know what that means?

Lily?

The simplest explanation is always best.

The simplest explanation is often the best,

not always.

And as criminologists,

we should always start by looking

for the most simple explanations

while we're searching for the truth.

Okay, everyone, that's it for today.

And remember, Occam's Razor is a rule of thumb, not a law.

Uh, Professor, when are the assignments due?

Oh, sorry. Monday. Have a great weekend everyone.

You seem a little off today.

Oh, no. I'm fine. I just have a lot on my mind.

Okay.

Hey, man.

Ah...

Donuts? That's what you had to get.

Yeah. This is a stakeout.

That's what cops eat on a stakeout, right?

That's an unfortunate stereotype.

You're a fireman. You ever pose for a calendar?

I was Mr. September.

I bet the dentist never did that.

Why are we friends?

There we go.

Hey.

Hey, it's 11:00. Any sign of him?

Not yet.

All right, I want you to put your phone on speaker

and put it face down on your desk.

That way, we can hear everything.

Got it.

And I want to maintain a visual of you at all times.

If I lose sight of you for one second.

I'm coming in through the window, you understand?

Okay. Got it.

Mhm.

Uh-huh.

I don't think he's coming.

Yeah, I think you're right.

Got a call coming through from Pearson.

Hold on.

Hey. What's up?

What?

What is it?

Sam is dead.

What?

Don't tell me it was another drug-related anaphylaxis.

No, knitting related, strangling.

Want to take a look?

Do I ever.

Blake discovered the body.

Not a lot of ambiguity on this one.

He was strangled from behind. Implying a surprise attack.

Yeah, with circular needles.

Do you have any idea why Sam would be at the house today?

He was supposed to have a meeting with Hilary,

sign some company documents.

This is nuts. Why is this happening to us?

We're just a company that sells sweaters.

We're working as fast as we can, I promise.

Give him a minute to breathe

and then bring him in for questioning.

Copy.

So Hilary might have been the last one to see Sam alive.

Yeah, but if Hilary and Sam were working together,

then why kill Sam?

She might have known about the phone call

and figured out that Sam was going to turn on her.

So she had no choice but to kill him.

Still strangling him with her curved knitting needles.

It's like the car. It's hinky.

Yeah. And clumsy.

Best way I can describe it is that she's desperate.

The chlorhexidine murder she took her time with,

planned it out methodically.

The other two, they were knee jerk

scrambling when her plan started to go off the rails.

Okay.

Pearson, write up an arrest warrant for Hilary Hall.

That was Kevin at the station.

Hilary just walked in and surrendered herself.

What?

This just keeps getting weirder.

Whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey. No, no, no.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You don't want to go in there.

I can't believe it.

But Sam was like an uncle to us.

I'm so sorry. This must be really difficult.

Who did this?

We're going to find out and we're very close.

Are you going to be okay?

I don't know.

I'm scared.

I don't think I can stay here.

After everything that's happened,

maybe I can stay at Lily's.

Take my card and just call me

if you need absolutely anything.

Thank you.

I think I need to see him.

I can take you up there.

You two, you got a couple of murders to solve.

- Thank you. - I'm sorry.

You gave her your card.

Strictly professional.

I think I should be the one to question Hilary.

I know I'm not an officer,

but I am a member of the department.

And Hilary surrendered herself,

which means she's a willing suspect.

And cases have shown

that a non-confrontational interview style

is most effective in these cases.

And she might clam up being interviewed

by someone in uniform.

What are you doing?

It's the only way to get your attention, Professor.

I was going to say. I think it's a good idea.

Oh.

I loaned Ellie my needles that day when hers got broken.

Neither of us ever went anywhere without our needles.

For both of us, knitting wasn't just a profession or a hobby,

it was a form of meditation.

Some people do yoga. We like to knit.

Were you surprised when Ellie asked to borrow your needles?

Yes.

Why?

I think you know. We used different needles.

Ellie used traditional double-pointed,

I used circular.

We had an ongoing friendly debate as to which was better.

Why did the company try to hide the fact

that you're Ellie's niece?

Nobody's hiding it.

Ellie just preferred not to publicize that fact

because she didn't want anyone to assume

I was hired because of nepotism.

She was protecting me.

Let me ask you about the Lone Star Cashmere merger

that fell through.

From what I read, Ellie blocked it.

That's not accurate.

Ellie wanted the merger to go through.

I was the one who talked her out of it.

Why?

Ellie and I are knitting purists.

I convinced her that selling the company

to a conglomerate like Rubicon Competitive

would ruin the integrity of the empire she built.

I have a chain of emails to corroborate this.

Did you meet with Sam this morning?

Yes. He said he wanted to resign from the board

and have me take over as chairperson

in addition to being CEO.

Did he give you a reason?

He said something rotten was going on,

but wouldn't tell me what it was,

just that he couldn't have it on his conscience anymore

and the company would only be safe in my hands.

You think she's lying?

Well, if she is, she's really good at it.

How's it going?

That good, huh?

I got the incident report

back on Emma's car battery fire.

Someone ruptured the battery housing

with what appears to be a screwdriver.

So as soon as she started the car.

Kaboom.

Please tell me you got something from Blake

that we can use.

No. And none of his office records show

he ever did any dental work for Ellie.

So there's no way that he would have ever known

about her allergy to chlorhexidine.

No.

Wait. If someone had a deadly allergy,

they'd carry epinephrine.

Didn't an EpiPen fall out of Hilary's purse

that day at the memorial?

Yeah.

You carry an EpiPen, right?

Yeah. Severe allergies run in my family.

I have to be very careful.

What are you allergic to, Hilary?

It's obscure.

It's something called chlorhexidine.

Ellie wasn't the intended target. It was meant for Hilary.

So it was just a fluke that they both had the same allergy?

Well, not a total fluke.

She said allergies run in her family

and they can be passed through genetic lines.

And her mom was Ellie's twin.

I don't know why you're so happy.

We still don't have a suspect.

Well, what Sam said to Hilary is essentially a confession.

Yeah, but somebody killed him, so he wasn't acting alone.

There's got to be the dentist, right?

I mean, he did have motive with Sam getting cold feet.

He discovered the body

because he's the one that strangled him.

We can hold him for 24 hours.

In that time, I'll get a search warrant for his office.

And hopefully some DNA will come back from the crime scene

that we can use to charge him.

What about Hilary?

Well, didn't my official collaborator just tell me

that she was the intended victim

and no longer a suspect?

Yes.

Is that your final answer?

Yes. Release her.

Okay.

I am so frustrated by this at every turn.

I mean, just when we think we have him,

our prime suspect ends up dead.

Murdered by our other prime suspect.

They'll find something at the crime scene

to convict the dentist.

I hope so.

Oh, freshly baked lemon squares from Lily.

She's so sweet.

I'm gonna send her a text and thank her.

Dinner?

I would love to.

To become CFO of a Fortune 500 company

like Lone Star Cashmere,

Hilary would have had to do an in-depth health evaluation

which would have detected her allergy.

Anyone who has access to the corporate database

would be able to acquire this info.

Sam.

Possibly, but he still has to get his hands

on the chlorhexidine.

He could have just called his dentist friend.

Yeah...

but doesn't that feel too obvious.

A smarter killer would know how to cover their tracks better.

Someone who could get access to Blake's office

to make it look like he were involved.

Emma.

Hello?

Sheriff, it's Emma. Sorry to bother you.

I just didn't know who else to call.

Uh... that's okay. What's up?

Lily wasn't home when I went by, and, um...

Now she's not answering her phone.

Well, where are you now?

Outside your door.

Hi.

Hi.

How did you...

I went to the station earlier to talk to you.

And as I got there, I saw you leaving

so I followed you.

You followed me?

Yeah, yeah, I know.

I know, it's... it's totally weird.

Um...

You know what? Never mind.

Um, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm just so upset.

Emma is the one who tainted Hilary's needles.

She's on the board of Lone Star Cashmere.

I mean, she could get access

to her cousin's medical records.

And she could have figured a way

to get into her brother's office.

She wanted Hilary out of the picture, but...

she didn't anticipate the needles

getting switched that day.

And she definitely didn't anticipate that her mother

would have the same hereditary allergy that Hilary has.

When Ellie was the one who died, Emma had to pivot.

So she sabotaged her own car.

To make it look like she was the next victim

at a public place, like the memorial.

She locked herself in a car that was on fire.

That is some serious commitment.

She wasn't locked in.

Yeah. Remember, we tried all the doors.

No, she locked the doors, Jake.

The car still had power, or the horn wouldn't have worked.

So she could have got out if it got too hot in there.

The whole thing was just one big show.

Her master plan went all wrong,

but she thought she could still salvage it

if she could just pin the murder on Hilary.

Having Hilary in jail is the next best thing

to having Hilary dead.

But what about Sam?

She used him at first.

Can't you stop her?

No.

Convinced him that Hilary was responsible for Ellie's death,

but when he started to get cold feet,

she had to get rid of him too.

And all the better.

On the same day he was meeting with Hilary.

At this point,

she is scrambling, has nothing to lose.

She is past the...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What is it?

The point of no return.

Remember what Sam said on the phone?

All I can say is

we've crossed the point of no return.

Oh, it was code. Rubicon.

You're crossing the Rubicon.

It's a river in ancient Rome, right?

Yes, yes.

But it's also the name of a sports apparel company.

Emma is at Rubicon Competitive International.

Rubicon Competitive is the company

that's trying to merge with Lone Star Cashmere.

And guess who's an executive there?

Emma.

Occam's Razor.

Emma was right in front of us the whole time.

Emma's probably with Lily right now.

We need to warn her.

Hey, Professor.

I'm just locking up for the evening.

Hey, is Emma with you?

No, I haven't seen her since yesterday.

Also, I just got your text. I'm confused.

I didn't make you lemon squares.

I haven't had time yet.

Wait, you didn't drop off a batch at my place earlier?

Don't eat those!!!

Don't eat that.

And Emma isn't at Lily's.

So then where would she be?

Ryan.

I was just making myself some dinner,

but I didn't get very far.

I can offer you some carrots.

It's okay.

Lily and I actually made lemon squares earlier,

and I brought some if you're hungry.

Oh, sure.

Wouldn't be the first time I ate dessert for dinner.

Pick up, pick up, pick up, Ryan.

It's voicemail again.

So, what do we do now?

Good idea, George.

Thank you for being so hospitable.

I wouldn't have just shown up,

but I, um, felt like we had a connection.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, I'm happy to help.

You know, you've been through a lot.

Why don't I call a hotel for you and see?

No, no, no.

It's okay, it's okay. I can do it.

I'm sorry. I sound so helpless.

I'm not, I'm not.

You're fine.

Plates.

Why would she even be going after Ryan?

She is in full panic mode.-

She doesn't know what Hilary may have told the police.

She's trying to cover all of her tracks.

For all she knows, we're dead too.

It's what criminals do when they feel cornered.

It's called a rational choice theory.

Thank you.

Emma...

You seem like a really nice person.

And... and under different circumstances

it would be really nice to get to know you,

but I think we should keep this professional.

I am the sheriff

investigating your mother's murder, after all.

But I thought the case was closed.

No.

Really, I... I don't understand what's the problem?

I thought you had Hilary at the police station.

I can't discuss an ongoing investigation.

No, of course not.

You don't have to tell me anything.

All I want to know is what you think of my lemon squares.

Sure. Cheers.

Don't eat that!!!

Nobody messes with my little brother.

Nothing would have stopped you.

Not even the death of your own mother.

You wanted that merger to go through at any cost.

My mother had so much, and she gave us very little.

She treated Hilary more like a daughter

than she ever did me.

Hilary, I'm so sorry for everything we put you through.

You were just doing your job,

and you saved me from Emma's wrath.

I'm just glad this is finally over.

All this time, did you have any idea?

I had my suspicions, but I can never be sure.

I'm just happy I can preserve Ellie's vision for the company.

We'll do a proper analysis,

but initial litmus tests show signs of rodenticide.

Rat poison on a first date, wow!

Now, I knew that your romance radar was rusty,

but that is way off.

It was not a date. All right?

I was just being professionally courteous.

Okay. Will you call it what you like?

But you may want to sign up

for some of those dating apps, hotshot.

You know, knock the cobwebs off.

We can't all be Mr. September.

I'm glad you're okay, man. I'm really worried about you.

Yeah, yeah.

This guy again? I thought you locked him up.

No. His prints came back clean. We had to let him go.

He had nothing to do with it.

I thought we were friends.

You know, you better make your move, hotshot.

Otherwise, I'm not the only one

who's going to have to get on a dating app.

All right.

Hey, Chief. I've got a question for you.

What's going on?

Death really does seem to follow you around, doesn't it?

No hard feelings. You don't need to apologize.

I didn't apologize.

You were just doing your job.

And I'm glad justice was served.

I can't say I'm surprised it was my sister.

I never trusted her, to be honest.

Look, Ainsley, if you ever need any dental work,

you know where to find me.

Take care.

I'm waiting for the lecture about

how I overstepped my boundaries once again

about being official collaborator.

No lecture.

You get a pass because you saved my life.

Hm.

I guess we're even now.

The other thing that drives me nuts about you

is the same thing I love about you, Ains.

You never, never, never, never, never give up.

If it weren't for you, this case wouldn't have been solved.

Dear diary, my brother paid me a compliment today.

Don't let it go to your head.

Nerd.

Too late jokester.

Hey, Georgie, that was so impressive.

I've never seen you bare your teeth like that.

You and my boyfriend make a pretty good team.

He's your boyfriend, is he?

I've really got to stop talking to George out loud like that.

I think it's one of the most adorable things

about my girlfriend.

Don't you, George?

What's he saying now?

He's saying...

I think it's about time you kissed her.

Mmhmm.

That is one smart dog.

So what's this Mr. September calendar

I've been hearing about.

Oh boy.