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Someone in

this room is a murderer.

A killer among us

who will act in cold blood

to protect their darkest secret.

Each of us had a motive.

Each of us have left
this dining room at some point,

giving us all the opportunity
to lash out,

to kill.

But who

and why?

Who among us
had the most to gain?

Who among us
had the most to lose?

Who has a secret worth
killing for?

And might they strike again
to protect it?

Making all of us
their next potential

victim.

[Victoria] You'll live to regret
I'll make sure of it.

Of course.

The prodigal employee returns.

Hi, Victoria.

Is everything all right?

Obviously not, but it will be.

Once I'm free
of living in this museum.

Okay then,

Well, don't mind me.

Good morning, Charles
- Hayley.

Good morning.

How's my hostess
with the mostess?

I'm fine, thank you.

Though I can't say
the same for Victoria.

I ran into her
when she was leaving.

Well, actually, she ran into me.

Over me, almost.

You know how dramatic
she can be.

And how much she hates
these weekends.

You mean every weekend?

And she never misses
an opportunity to remind me.

I'm sorry.

You're the recipient
of some of that.

That's fine.

Oh, she did seem a little bit
more upset than usual.

Are you sure everything's
all right?

Nothing at all
for you to worry about.

she blames you for the fact

that I haven't sold this place
and retired somewhere balmy.

I mean, it was your idea
that got business booming.

I just saw an opportunity.

And you did approve it.

On that note, we

are booked for over 70%
for the next three months.

All thanks to you.

- That's kind, but-
- But true.

Explain the Manor's
infamous past

as our selling point
changed everything for us.

I can't wait to see what you've
cooked up for this weekend.

This should be a good one.

We'll see.

It would be wonderful.

It always is.

I don't know how you do it.

Devise a new mystery each month.

Games are easy
for me to figure out.

I wish I could say the same
about my life.

This came for you today.

Excellent.

I've been waiting for this.

You've been indispensable
to the manor, Hayley.

I just want you to know that.

Charles, are you sure
everything's all right?

Absolutely, nothing at all

for you to worry about.

Great.

Get a grip, Hayley.

Mr. Marlow.

You do not get stored there

[door slamming]

Oh, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no.

- God! Hayley!
- Jackson!

I'm sorry. I didnt...

The door was was stuck.

No, I actually, I. I locked it.

I didn't know
anyone was in there.

I´m really, really sorry.

It's okay.

It's not your fault.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah. Just.

I guess I'm a bit on edge.

It's been a weird morning.

Sort of goes with the job,
doesn't it?

Crafting murder mysteries

in a house where
one actually happened,

I can't wait to see it.

Come on.

I'm. I hope it goes well.

You always say that and
it always does.

You're amazing at this

and how you always come up with
something new.

Chalk it up to my misspent
youth reading mystery novels.

I was sort of a nerd.

Definitely outgrown that.

Que list for tonight, as well

as all the props that I need,
if you don't mind.

Can I?

I'd love to.

You know, maybe a

some night after work
or something-

(Phone Rings)

That's probably the caterer.

I should go check.

Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Roy,

where are you going?

Guess I'm looking for a new job.

What?

Don't worry.

Manor's all set for the weekend.

That gives you plenty of time
to find my replacement.

Charles fired you? Why?

You're one of the good
ones, Hayley.

But a word of advice.

Watch out for yourself.

Because they're not.

What is going on today?

Over at my place.

- She sent you?
- Just here to check.

You're not staying here.

No you're not gonna stay here

You're not a guest.

Get off my property

Get off.

Get off my property!

Good afternoon.

You must be

Miss Montgomery.

Call me Diana.

I see here

this is your first time with us.

Welcome, Miss Diana.

I'm Hayley.

You are in for quite a treat.

So I've heard.

Let's begin, shall we?

Welcome to the Blackthorne Manor
the site of a real life

and still unsolved murder.

A fatal love triangle involving

bootleggers, flappers
and prohibition mobsters.

All the trademarks
of the Roaring Twenties.

In fact,

the Manor itself was a renowned
speakeasy

during the Prohibition era,

where society's
finest imbibed illegal libations

cut backroom deals and engaged
in illicit love affairs.

And of course, where murder
was in the mix.

This weekend,
you will play a key role

in an immersive murder mystery
where you must use your wits

and deduction to solve a crime
and catch a killer before he

or she

escapes or possibly strikes
again.

In this envelope,
you will find your character

names, bio and a few
suggested questions to help

prompt your investigation.

And in your room, you will find
your attire for the weekend.

We ask our guests of the manor
to wear this throughout their

stay to maintain
the period mindset,

to keep your experience
as authentic

as possible,
and to prevent any cheating.

All guests of the manor
are required to hand

in their phones
for the duration of the weekend.

Feel free

to explore

the manor and its grounds,
which we have kept as close

as possible
to its original condition.

That means no modern amenities,

no televisions, no Wi-Fi, and no

security cameras

making it all the easier
for someone to carry out

their murderous intent
undetected.

This way.

because of its original use

as a speakeasy,
the manor was designed with

multiple hidden passages
and secret tunnels

once used for the smuggling of

alcoholic contraband.

The tunnels, which

now can be used to slip
about the manor undetected

to carry out
any sort of nefarious

deed.

Once the evening has begun,
our staff recommends

that you lock the doors
from inside

just in case.

Dinner is at seven,
but cocktails will be served

in the parlor starting at six.

Can I help you?

I'm checking in.

You are?

Of course, um-

I. You must be.

Ramshaw.

Gordon.

Of course.

Mr. Ramshaw,

welcome to Blackthorne Manor.

I see that this is
your first time here with us.

How did you hear
about the manor?

A colleague.

I think you'll find that we
offer quite a unique experience.

Have you ever done immersive
retreats like this before?

Are you this nosy
with all your guests?

I find that getting to know
our guests better

helps me
to personalize their experience

making their weekend
more memorable.

But I have no doubt
it will be plenty memorable.

This is

your room.

Dinner is at seven in the dining
room, though, guests

tend to gather in the parlor
at six for cocktails, to mingle

and to get into character.

If there's anything else

- that you may need
- Privacy.

As you have no doubt

all gathered by now,
you were all present.

The night of Lionel
Danforth's untimely passing.

A death that has now
been determined to be murder.

Which means one among you

is the culprit.

Tonight,
we have spared no expense

in inviting

renowned spiritualist,
Monsieur Robalais,

all the way from New Orleans

to host a séance in hopes
of communicating with Mr.

Danforth and uncovering
his killer's identity.

If you'd follow me...

This is my fifth weekend.

It's different every time.

Monsieur

Robalais.

Perhaps
he is still communicating

with the spiritual world.

Monsieur Robalais.

We are ready. Monsieur.

(Gasp) he's dead.

Poisoned.

Murdered

by a weapon of silence
to go undetected.

Leaving none of us the wiser.

The killer could have used
one of the manor's

many secret passageways,

exploiting them to silence
the unsuspecting clairvoyant.

Before they could communicate
what the spirits told him.

The identity of the killer,

who clearly will stop at nothing

to protect their original crime.

Someone in here is a murderer.

A killer among us
who will act in cold blood

to protect their darkest secret.

Each of us had a motive.

Each of us have left
the dining room at some point,

giving us opportunity
to lash out, to kill.

But who

and why?

Who had the most to gain?

Who had the most to lose?

Who has a secret worth
killing for?

And might they strike again
to protect that secret,

making all of us
their next potential

victim?

Your goal now

is to determine who among us
did it

for the remainder
of the weekend.

You will explore the manor

for clues, compile
a list of suspects, question

one another

on their whereabouts during
the occurrence of the events

and solve a crime

before the killer escapes

or kills again.

The game is afoot.

Good luck.

I need to get a drink.

Charles?

Jackson?

Hello?

Thats the last of it.

You alright?

Just been sort of jumpy today.

You really surprised?

The stories you
come up with.

Speaking of which that was by
far your best--- -Hayley.

What a show.

I cannot express
how impressed I was tonight.

You were amazing beyond anything
I imagined.

Thank you, Charles.

When word gets out,

we'll be booked a year in
advance

Truly remarkable young woman.

I couldn't be prouder.

I want you to know

you're like a daughter to me.

I don't know what to say
about that, Charles.

You don't have to say anything.

Just know that hiring
you was the best decision

I've ever made.

I'll see you in the morning.

Oh, yes, you too, Jackson.

Good job.

He's right.

It was amazing.

- As I was saying
- thank you. But

I couldn't do any of this
without you.

Please. That's not true.

I make some drinks
and set some cues.

You do so much more.

I just wish you could see that.

I know Charles doesn't
always express the way that he-

Always?

Think you mean never.

And why would he?

He's only my step dad.

I'm sorry.

He's right about you, though.

You are amazing.

That's sweet.

Sorry I never told you before.

You're always so busy

Did you hear that?

What?

Sounded like something shattered

I didn't hear anything

We should go check it.

It could be a guest.

Right.

Right. Yeah.

I'll go check upstairs.

Hey.

Raincheck?

Yeah.

Okay. I'm.

Hello?

Was that you?

Is everything all right?

Charles?

Charles, the power's out.

Charles, is that you?

Answer me.

Who's in here?

- Hayley?
- in the office.

What happened?

My God.

Charles.

-Who did this?
-I don't know someone is in here

You saw them?

No, I don't know.

We need to call the police now.

- I heard a scream.
- [gasps] Evie.

It's fine.

Everything's all right.

Well, did
I miss something for the game?

No, it was nothing.

I broke a glass and accidentally
scared her because of the dark.

Oh, I thought
that was for the game, too.

Maybe for tomorrow.

There's no dial tone

Probably cause

The power's still out.

We need to fix it.

Oh, it's not good.

What's wrong?

- Someone pulled the fuses.
- What?

I'll check the basement.

- See if we have more.
- Forget it.

Use the cell phone.

No, no, no.

They're gone.

All the phones.
They were here in the lockbox.

Someone took it.

Why would they take our phones?

So we can't call for help.

What now?

We get help anywhere.

You got to be kidding.

We're locked in.

- We can climb.
- It's too dangerous.

More dangerous
than staying here?

Maybe they locked us

in so they could get away

It's locked from the inside

Which means

They're still in here.

They're trapping us in,
cutting us off,

preventing us from getting help.

Why wouldnt they just
lock us in and leave?

Maybe because
they're not done killing yet.

You should check on the guests.

Check on them?

- One of them is a killer
- But not all of them

we should make sure the rest
are safe right?

I guess.

And ideas who done it?

Actually, yeah.

That new guest, Gordon,

has been acting really weird
all day.

Weird how?

This morning I saw him outside,

across the street
watching the manor

Then when he checked in,
he didn't say much.

It was like
he was hiding something.

Before that, I saw him outside
arguing with Charles.

Arguing about what?

I don't know. Charles
didn't say.

He downplayed it.

I could sense that something
was bothering him.

Okay.

So what do you
wanna do about it?

Someone's down here.

Don't go towards the noise

Diana.

Why are you skulking
around in the dark?

What are you doing down here?

I heard noises
and I came down to check.

Why are the lights working?

The power is out.

Well if
this is all part of the game.

My shins don't appreciate it.

They've taken quite
a beating getting down here.

It's not actually.

Wait. What did you hear?

A splash out in the yard.

That's my phone.

Is this some sort of a joke?

This is part
of your little murder game.

It's gone way overboard.

This is not part of the game.

We have to tell her.

Tell me what?

This is your first time
here with us.

How long have you been out
of your room?

A few minutes.

I told you, I heard noises
and then a splash.

And that's what you said.

Are you accusing me of doing
this?

- Did you?
- Hayley.

I don't think I like your tone.

It just seems
a little convenient.

We find you down here,
then you lead us here.

Where our phones are
at the bottom of the fountain.

Almost as if you
already knew they were there.

I told you I heard something.

Yeah,
that's what you keep saying.

These accusations have gone
way too far.

What brought you here
to the manor?

- Why this weekend
- Hayley!

Why now?

What are you doing here?

I'm protecting my investment.

What?

I'm Charles's silent partner,

the angel investor
who kept you afloat.

Diana Montgomery.

Montgomery Investments.

When the Manor was struggling,
it was just another BnB

It was my funds
that kept your doors open

until your murder
mystery weekends took off.

Which,

from what I understand,
was your idea. Yes?

Seemed like a no brainer,
considering the history of

the Manor.

Charles always said
you were the bright one.

Why didn't you say anything?

Or Charles?

Told him not to.

I wanted to experience the manor
for myself, just as a guest

without any special treatment.

So if you're done accusing me,

I'd like to know why
my phone has been destroyed.

We have to tell her.

You certainly do.

I think it's best
if we show you.

My God.

Charles. Who would do this?

That's
what we're trying to figure out.

Whoever it was,

I saw them in here
right before I found him.

How long
until the police arrive?

- You haven't called them.
- We can't.

- The power's still out.
- Then your cell phone?

They went for a swim too,

manor policy.

Same lockbox while we're here.

We just get to take them home
at night.

And we'll take a car.

We can't.

Someone locked the gate.

Can't get out.

Someone

meaning the same

someone that killed Charles.

So we can't get out or get help.

And we think they're still here
in the manor.

This isn't a game anymore.

Someone's been killed.

And someone among us
is the murderer.

- We need to warn the guests.
- Warn them?

One of them did this.

They have a right to know.

that there's a murderer among us
and there's no way to escape?

What are the chances that.

That they don't
turn on each other?

More people
could end up hurt or worse.

Their lives are in danger.

From a legal standpoint,
that is highly negligent.

Well, we'll just make sure
that they're safe to the morning

until the staff returns
and they can call the police.

So we're
just going to lie to them?

Not exactly.

What's going on?

It's late.

We have an announcement.

Let's just wait for everyone.

- Now that we are all here--
- Why is the power not working?

I almost killed myself
trying to get to the bathroom.

That's correct.

Whoever committed
the murder of Monsieur Robalais

earlier this evening,

killed the power to the manor.

Most likely to mask

whatever they're planning next.

So this is part of the game. Oh.

The only way to keep you
all safe is to confine

to your rooms for the remainder
of the evening.

Confine us.

You mean lock us in?

Actually, you'll be
locking yourselves inside.

Then you will slide
your key under the door

just to make sure that
you are safe until the morning.

Safe from who?

Each other.

The killer.

But not from you.

You will have access
to all of us.

That's true.

And that's why we recommend
you barricading the doors

from inside.

The rest of us all
lock ourselves in as well.

Barricade.

What exactly is going on here?

There has been another murder.

One of the staff.

So clearly,
whoever is committing

these acts is not done yet.

We should see the body
for clues. -In the morning,

when the detective arrives.

Oh, Detective.

Locking ourselves in,
confining us against our will.

I just find it all
highly unusual.

Bordering on illegal.

You all agreed to the rules
of the game when you checked in.

Besides,
what's the fun of a game

Without surprises?

Without twists.

You may retire to your rooms.

And if we refuse.

Seems to me that only someone
who doesn't want their movement

confined would say that. Someone
who needs access to the manor.

Someone who has an agenda

that they want to keep hidden
from the others.

So if you would like
to step forward

and confess.

Why ruin all the fun?

If anyone would like water
or snacks,

please do so now.

Nice job

Thanks.

Yeah, you're right.

He's acting weird.

Let's
just get them all locked in.

That way we know they're safe.

Sure.

Where does that leave us?

I have to say,

I just love this new twist.

It's so clever
and it feels so real.

I'm just full of surprises
tonight.

Evie.

Barricade your door,

just to be safe.

You're really outdoing

yourself this weekend.

Thank you for cooperating.

Just playing the game
like you asked.

You think you're clever,
don't you?

But maybe
you don't know everything.

And what don't I know?

I'm not happy
about having my movements

curtailed in the least.

You've made that perfectly
clear

Mr. Ramshaw?

Here

You should hold onto them

Charles trusted
you more than anyone.

More than me, anyway

Sure this is the right thing to
do?

Best way to keep them safe.

And us.

I shall lock myself in too.

You, why?

When word of what's happened
gets out.

And it will eventually.

We won't want anyone to think

that others were given
special treatment.

Protecting your investment.

Right.

Everyone's locked in.

There should be
no more surprises.

If you need me, you know where

to find me.

So we should find somewhere
to lock ourselves into.

Yeah.

Master
bedroom has got a lock on it.

Not that I don't. I don't think.

- I wasn't saying.
- It's okay.

We don't have.

Or we could just go to the

sitting room
where it's a little more comfy.

Yeah, that's

a good sitting.

What?

I know that look.

You have it when you're trying
to figure out the next mystery.

Are you're saying
you're watching me when I'm not

looking?

Guilty as charged.

So what's bugging you?

Motive.

Why would Gordon kill Charles?

Because he's crazy?

Then he would have picked
any of us.

Charles was targeted
the way he was killed.

Blunt trauma like that.

That's a personal.

Angry.

Planned over the chimes
like that.

So we wouldn't hear it.

Saw him arguing earlier.

True.

If we could just
get into his room.

Get him to his room.
Hayley, he killed someone.

We don't know that for sure.

It's a theory.

Just one theory.

You got a better one?

Evie

She's been here multiple times.

She knows the manor.

Evie, come on.

This isn't one of your games.

All right, right now, the guests
are locked up, and we're safe.

Just got to keep it that way til

the police get here
in the morning.

Okay,

so let's just

sit tight until then.

I'd hate it
if anything happened to you

Okay.

And thank you.

You know what?

Charles
actually mentioned a backup

generator in the carriage house.

I'll go see if we still have it,

maybe I can get it hooked up,
get the power running.

So we can call the police.

- Okay. I can help.
- Oh, no, no, it's fine.

I got this.

You've pulled more
than your fair share tonight

Hey, everyone's
safe in their rooms.

Should be no more surprises.

Just wait here till I get back

This will all be over
in a matter of hours

Hey, don't get murdered.

That would really suck.

Tell me about it.

Be back as soon as I can.

How did he kill you?

What did you get delivered

today?

Jackson!

Jackson!

Woah! Hayley!

What's going on?

Someone's loose.

- What? Who? Who?
- I don't know.

Someone just attacked me.

Somehow
they got out of their rooms.

Oh my God. Are you alright?

Where were you?

I went out to the gate.

I was trying these on them.

What about the generator?

Did you get it working?

No. No luck.

I think the motors' blew

I'm surprised, can't remember th
last time we used it.

Your attacker.

How they get into the
sitting room?

They didn't.

I was in Charles's office.

Hayley, you said you'd stay put.

I know,
but I needed to check something.

What were you thinking?
You could have been killed!

I know, there was something
I just couldn't figure out.

Look, I found this in Charles's
office.

What is it?

Looks like a part
of a legal document.

Maybe a deed or a will.

He must have been holding this
when he was killed.

And when they tried to pull it
from his hands, it.

It ripped.

Okay. So?

Charles got a letter today.

A package from a law office.

Redfern and Marlow.

That's our family's firm.

So this can't be a coincidence,
right?

I mean, this gets delivered
the same day that he's murdered.

Look, whatever this is,

I think it got him killed.

Okay,

so what do we do now?

We figure out what this is.

Then we find our why.

And maybe even our who.

Let's go see

who's out of their rooms.

We'll have to check the rooms

quietly.

The furnace is on.

Heat's not on.

So why is that?

What is

the rest of the document

from Charles's office.

It's the deed to the manor.

Deed?

Why would they want to destroy
that?

But maybe this is
what it's all about.

Did your mom ever mention
anything about

selling Blackthorne?

She knew how much Charles loved
this place.

He'd never sell.

I wasn't exactly part of this
trusted inner circle.

But maybe Diana was.

We need to talk to her now.

So you want to go back up there

where the killer is?

Safety in numbers, right?

He's dead.

Oh, my God.

Wait, wait.

That's, that's my scarf
from tonight.

Why would they use that.

To set me up?

You? Why you?

I don't know,
but it can't be a coincidence.

Okay?

We have a bigger problem.

If he's dead.

That means...
- He's not the killer.

So who is?

What are you thinking?

Why kill Gordon?

Why kill Charles?

Why do any of this?

What was he doing down here?

And how?

All the doors were locked.

Maybe the killer let them out.

Lure him down here.

What?

Look at these markings.

Where does it go?

I don't know.

I guess we are about
to find out.

It's Gordon's room.

Did you know this lead here?

I didn't even know that passage
existed

Check his stuff.

See if you can find anything.

And, uh,

what exactly am I looking for?

Anything that will tell us
what he's really doing here.

Well, he is who he says he is.

His business card.

An appraiser.

Real estate.

Specializing
in high end properties.

Like this one.

Did you find anything?

Nothing I care to mention

or remember.

Hold on.

- Are those?
- Blueprints to the manor.

It marks
all of the hidden passages.

He must have discovered
that one followed it down.

Caught whoever was burning
the documents in the act.

Wrong place, wrong time.

They killed him

to keep him quiet.

Wait.

There's another secret passage
in Charles's office.

Did you know that? No.

No.

I do remember hearing about this
old smuggling tunnel

leads out to the back
of the property.

It was actually part
of the Underground Railroad.

Why would Gordon have these?

He's here on a job

to determine
the value of the manor.

Sounds like
Charles did want to sell.

I don't know.

But he and your mom

were arguing earlier
about something.

Maybe she did.

I spoke to her
just before dinner.

She didn't mention anything.

She's just gone to the resort.

It's not like I can call her now
and ask.

But Diana might know.

Someone's in the hall.

Hey!

what are you doing
out here?

How did you get out
of your room?

I heard someone unlock it,
so I thought

that part of the game was over.

Unlock it?

What you got in your hands?

Nothing.

Show us now.

Both, man, come on.

Don't tell Dwayne.

It's a surprise.

Don't tell Dwayne what?

What are you doing out here?

What are you doing out here?

I followed you
because I figured you

were coming out for another

midnight snack.

I was surprising you.

Surprising me

with what?

I was going to hide it here
so you could find it tomorrow.

while we're
searching for clues.

Why?

Because I love you.

I was gonna break up with you
this weekend.

Break up?!

It's not working.
We're too different

I was sure you felt the same way

Obviously, I didn't.

God, you know I hate these thing

I only came here for you.

I figured that this weekend
could cushion the blow.

Well, you're wrong

That actually went
better than I thought it would.

Back to your room.

- Is there any clue?
- Evie.

Is your door unlocked too?

I guess so.

How?

What's going on?

They're all unlocked

That's not possible.

The killer must have done it
to keep us all suspects.

That means they have the keys.

We need to talk downstairs.

Gordon's missing.

Not missing.

Okay, everybody, back to bed.

Evie.

Where are you going

to tell Gordon?

It wouldn't be fair not to.

I should do that.

It's sort of my job.

You know, game master, right?

She did it.

What, who?

She killed Monsieur Robalais!

Right.

If there's one thing I know.

After decades of teaching
fourth graders,

it's when somebody is doing
something sneaky.

She's been acting that way
all night.

I'll keep my eye on her.

We both will.

For the record.

You've really outdone yourself

this time.

Should we lock em all in again?

No point.

Whoever it is,
they have the keys right?

Right.

So where they'd get them?

I think I know.

It's clear.

I'm sorry, Charles.

Oh, Hayley, come on.

Just keep looking.

They're not here.

Which means someone has access
to the entire manor, every room.

Which means none of us are safe.

Except the killer.

You mean.

What if I'm wrong.

- About?
- About the guests?

What if it was none of them?

What if it was someone else?

Earlier tonight,
I saw the back door wide open.

Someone could have snuck
in, hid, waiting

someone who had something
to gain by killing Charles.

Okay.

Who?

What?

What are you doing?

Charles was looking at something
this morning.

He put it away.

I could tell
that it was bothering him.

What are those?

Text message threads?

Professing their love.

What?

Oh, it's.

It's vivid

and racy.

Looks like Charles was having an
affair

That must have been what he and

my mom are arguing
about this morning.

These texts aren't to Charles.

To Victoria.

From who?

There's no name.

Just a bunch of cute nicknames.

Some more than cute.

That explains it.

Why he was so upset,
why they were arguing,

why he didn't
want to talk about it.

It also explains
why he wanted to sell.

What?

Charles came to me weeks ago

about putting the manor up
for sale.

It's why I came this weekend
to experience it before

he could make changes.
- No, that doesn't make sense.

It would explain an appraiser
being here.

And the deed we
found in the furnace.

Charles loved this place.

He was just talking about how
much business we will bring it.

Does that sound like someone
who wants to sell?

You sell
at the top of the market.

While the manor is successful.

Just doesn't feel like Charles.

Sometimes we don't know

people as well as we think
we do.

Guys, guys.

There's someone outside

the carriage house.

Let's go see who it is.

Yeah, let's do that.

Isn't this a prop?

They don't know that.

Jackson!

Don't move.

Put your hands up.

Turn around.

-Roy?
-Hayley.

Put the gun--

I take it you know him?

He's a handyman.

He takes care
of everything around here.

Clearly,
he's taking that a little far.

We should restrain him.

Found these on him.

Those are Charles's.

Hey. Untie me.

After what you've done.

Not happening.

I just came for what was mine.

Oh yeah? You mean revenge?

What?

Charles is dead.

Dead?

- How?
- Bludgeoned.

Like you were just
about to do with that hammer.

Those are my tools.

Which is why I came back.

I need
them for work. Who are you?

Hayley.

Why would I kill Charles?

Because he fired you.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean
I killed him.

Was it you

who had the affair with
Victoria?

Victoria?

What is going on here?

Has everyone lost their minds?

You're always flirting with her.

Secret smiles
and whispered conversations.

Yeah, we've all seen it.

She flirted with me,
among others.

Come on. We all know
what Victoria is like.

She loves attention from anyone.

So, no, I wasn't the one
having an affair with Victoria.

But you knew she was having one.

That's the thing about people
like Victoria.

You're invisible to them.

Unless they need something
from you.

Sorry.

So, yeah, I heard things.

What kind of things?
Phone calls.

Hushed ones.
- From whom?

I don't know.

I only heard her side of it.

But whoever it was,
she was pretty cozy with them.

Laughing, giggling,
whispered words.

And talk about the manor.

How much it might be worth.

How her prenup limited what
she'd get if she got caught.

When Charles
found out that I knew.

He got pissed.

And he fired me and said I was
disloyal for not telling him.

How do you tell a guy that?

You're a liar.

Okay, Hayley, come on.

Think about it.

How long have I worked here?

Longer than you.

You know me.

How long have you been here
tonight?

A few hours.

I was trying to wait until
everyone was gone to sleep.

That doesn't seem
to be happening tonight.

I guess now I know why.

Hayley, come on.

He's lying.

It's him.

Why would he burn the deed?

What's in it for him?

Think about it like it's
one of your games.

He killed her, thinking
they'd be together.

That's motive. - And
he certainly had opportunity.

He knows his way around.

He had the keys on him.

I didn't take those.

Keep him tied up

until I get back.

Back?

Oh. Where are you going?

To get help.

This ends now.

The gate is still locked.

Which is why I'll
climb over it.

Hayley, yo-you can't do it.

We need to go to police now.

Not in the morning.

Then we can figure out
what's really going on.

It's too dangerous.

I'll be careful.
- That fence is nine

feet high,
topped by rod iron spikes.

And I'll be really careful.

This is our window

I'll do it.

Jackson.

No, you're right.

You're always right.

We need to go get help.

But I'll go.

You don't have to.

I do.

If anything were to happen
to you...

You okay
with keeping an eye on him

till we get back?

I'll keep him quiet

Here.

You should hold onto that

Okay.

Here goes nothing.

Jackson. [kisses]
A little incentive.

Be careful.

Thanks.

Definitely helps

Okay.

Okay.

Get the police, come right back.

Stay safe

That's the idea.

Why burn the deed.

You're going to shoot me
with the fake gun.

For the record,

mine's real.

Not everything in
life is a game.

Charles was never selling.

He was revising the deed,
cutting Victoria out.

For you.

His heir apparent.

What a beautiful woman,

underappreciated
for all those years by a man

who just cared about his work,
about this

museum,

ignored,

trapped in a lifeless marriage.

Not anymore.

We give each other.

So much more.

You're Victoria's lover.

Enduring all of that.

All those years wasted

only to be left with nothing.

Just couldn't
be allowed to happen.

So if you look at it that way,

Charles deserved it.

It's never as clean

as you plan it to be.

You invited
Gordon here this weekend.

How did you find out
about the manor?

A colleague.

To do his job.

Assess its value, not be nosy.

Then he found one of those
annoying secret passages

Charles was always raving about.

The scarf.

It was just meant
to incriminate you.

But it came in handy.

You still haven't

figured out the twist yet.

There's always one of those,
isn't there?

Usually

You ready?

You did it.

You learned Charles was going
to sell, and you grew angry.

Irate.

You bashed his head
in, in a fit of rage.

And when you heard
that the appraiser was here

to assess the manor for sale,
you lured him downstairs.

And killed him.

They'll never
believe your story over mine.

You won't be around to tell one.

You just going to shoot me?

Wake up the entire manor.

Of course not.

We're going to take a walk

through that old
smuggling passage

that leads out
to the edge of the property.

Nice and quiet. Go.

We got a real mystery here.

Which one is real?

It's kind of ironic.

Only one way to find

Jackson.

Where are the police.

- I didn't bring em.
-What?

Why not?

No.

You haven't finished the
game yet, Hayl.

Jackson. No.

No

How much farther?

Almost there.

You're the one who said
not to close the house.

I thought you finished
this earlier.

I had for her,

Now it's big enough for
the two of them

And we still
have to get rid of the car.

You know how people get caught.

They make the graves shallow.

It's not going to happen here.

Not after all this.

We need to change the story.

We need to say that they planned
it together and they ran off.

Or kill him too

Frame her for it

Little bit of advice.

Use some of the family fortune
on a therapist.

Hayley.

Hayley.

The sun is going to be up
in a few hours.

If you had just killed her

in the office like we planned,
we wouldn't be rushed.

Got plenty of time.

When people get rushed,
they make mistakes.

We're not gonna make a mistake.

I told you,

she caught me off guard.

Fiestier than she looks.

Or maybe

you're
just a little soft on her.

It's deep enough.

Let's put her in.

Hayley?

Maybe
we should finish her off first

so she doesn't suffer.

Let her puzzle her
way out of this one.

Now who's getting soft?

Hayley.

This seems familiar.

You cut the power.

You planted the keys

On Roy

You should be thanking me.

You're about to get exactly
what you always wanted.

You'll be part of the manor's
sordid history.

How could you?

Charles loved you.

Loved me!?

He tolerated me.

Barely.

You could hear it in his voice
the contempt, the disappointment

all while he gushed about you.

Do you have any idea
what that was like?

Listen to him shower

You with compliments

Hearing him rave

I barely got a word.

His own stepson.

The manor?

It's all he had. It's
all we had.

Should've stepped your game up

Oh, I did enough to fool you.

The clever one.

Oh. You want to know what

the best part of all this was?

You just never saw it coming.

Diana.

We can blame Jackson,
for all of it

I'll make you an equal partner.

Yeah,
Charles already did that.

I told you it was her.

I knew it.

Yeah.

Good call.

This has been.

Wonderful.

And so realistic.

You know me.

Know how to put on a good show.

Good evening.

Tonight we are gathered
in a place of infamy.

A home with a history of
smuggling backroom deals

and murder.

Most recently,

a double murder plot
with multiple twists.

This weekend,
at least one of you

will be a red herring,
and at least one of you

is a murderer or murderers.

As those who have gathered here
before, you can attest.

This is much more than a game.

Who among you is clever enough

to solve the shocking crime
that happens here tonight?

Who among you knows the secrets
that Blackthorne Manor holds

within its walls,

within its sordid history?

So,

shall we begin?

[slow jazz music]