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Move it in my throat.

Clap your hands.

Jump for joy.

Clap your hands.

Shout for joy.

Shake your hands.

Lord, I know the coming days are going to be hard for me.

Yasmin, we've got two less for lunch. Give me the strength.

To face them.

And Winston, well, Winston's not really... You're by my side. I still

much green fig salad as usual. Always gets eaten.

Oh, Sylvie, sweetheart, I'm so sorry. We didn't disturb you, did we?

No, just saying a quick prayer.

Oh, please don't tell me you got the whole church ready on your own.

I don't mind.

I enjoy it.

Yeah, but I told him to be here to help.

So, I think I know what you're going to say.

Despite me specifically asking you... To arrive early and help Mrs. Godwin with

the church.

I'm sorry. I promise it will never happen again.

It will.

I mean, yes. It's very probable.

So, are you going to make it to the service?

Um... I will try my best.

Jaja.

I'm going to nip home and grab the food.

Is Seb still not here?

You're going to be okay setting up for lunch? I'll be fine.

Okay.

Today's collection, Pastor.

I'll go and finish tidy up in here, then I'll head over to your place.

I'll see you soon, Sylvie.

Is somebody there?

Okay, everybody.

Come and sit down.

Oh, that boy has a sixth sense. You can't get him to come to church on time,

dish up some food and there he is. What a feast.

Looks like a time to just rise.

Can't wait to dig in. I'm dead hungry.

Mama,

you all good?

Nice to see you. Right, come, everybody, sit down.

Wait.

Phil is not here.

Don't tell me she's still at the church.

Yes, ma 'am.

Good afternoon.

We don't often see you here on your own.

Yeah, well, the commissioner's been encouraging me to put myself out more.

And you've got to do what the big man says, right? So I thought I'd try my

with the Domino's crowd.

Good for you.

I'll introduce you.

It's a lot noisier than how they play back home.

I mean, back there, it's more sedate.

Less, um... Passionate. Exactly that.

So often the way we think.

Everyone, this is Mervyn.

He was looking to play.

Oscar, maybe you could play with me.

Nice to meet you, Oscar.

Nice to meet you. Be gentle with me, yeah? It's been a while.

Oh, Naomi, you're not working today?

We are now, I'm afraid.

Got an accidental death.

Colonel's away at the moment, so we have to go and sign off on it.

Mervyn's here.

He was just about to play his first domino game on the island.

There you go.

What?

Oh. That's it.

Wow.

OK, then.

Nice one, mate.

We should have a rematch sometime.

Yeah, by the 12th of never.

It's not over already.

The man totally thrashed me.

I was only gone a few moments.

Sounds like a hurricane.

I've never seen anything like it.

Yes, Thomas, please tell me we've got a new case to deal with, because that is

genuinely humiliating.

We have. By St Vincent's Church, which is Seb's mother's church.

He was the one that called it in.

See you, Oscar.

English.

Victim's name, Sylvia Godwin.

She was 85 years old. God bless her.

I can't believe she's gone just like that.

Did you know her well?

Since I was a kid.

She was like an auntie to me, you know?

Sorry, mate.

So, was she alone when it happened?

She stayed behind after service to tidy up. Looks like she was dusting the cross

and lost her footing and pulled it down with her.

Poor woman.

Paramedics reckon she banged her head when she landed, causing injury to the

brain.

And you found her body, Officer Rose?

Mm -hmm.

Me and my mama and Miss Celia, she's the headmistress at the church primary

school down the road. Something isn't right.

It's not adding up. This whole scene in front of it, it's just not adding up for

me.

It's her shoes.

What's wrong with her shoes?

There's nothing wrong with her shoes, per se. They're nice enough, Sunday best

shoes. Got a bit of a heel on them.

About two inches, I reckon.

The thing is, most people, if they're going to climb up on a chair to do some

dusting, and they're wearing heels, they're going to remove them beforehand.

To be more sure -footed. Safety first and all that. And at 85 years old, I

Mrs Godwin here will be even more likely to do that than anyone younger or more

agile. So, what are you suggesting?

That she didn't climb up on the chair?

No, she didn't.

And if she didn't climb up on the chair, she didn't fall from the chair. And if

she didn't fall from the chair, she didn't bang her head from falling. And

she didn't bang her head from falling, then what did actually happen here?

You think he's suspicious?

I think we've been sold a lie.

Well, that's not possible.

Why not?

Because the church was all locked up from the inside.

Nobody could get in or out.

Show me.

So, when we got here, we went to the back entrance.

It's locked.

That won't go in.

The key's in on the other side.

So, we came round to the front entrance.

It's the same situation.

Let me see.

There's a key in here, too.

So, I had to bust the door open.

See?

Whose key is that?

Mrs. Godwin's. She usually locks the door and she's tidying up, so nobody

bothers her.

Show me the back door.

Is this also the victim's key?

No, that's from the hook over there, sir. I don't know how it got in this

Could someone have been hiding in here while you were in there?

No way.

As soon as I found her, I saw my phone had no juice. I came straight in here

called the ambulance.

I'm telling you, both doors were locked on the inside.

If someone killed Mrs.

Godwin... and staged a crime scene.

Then how did they manage to get out?

No, that just can't be. There is no reason anybody would want to do that to

Sylvie. She's right. It's crazy you think it is suspicious.

Well, can you tell us a little more about her? Did Mrs. Godwin have any

Was she married?

Was, but he passed away. When was it now?

It was 2017 I officiated the funeral.

I mean, you want to know about Sylvie's life?

It was this church.

This church was her family.

That's the truth.

She had been coming to St. Vincent's since before I was born.

She was christened here. She got married here.

And she never missed a single Sunday service in all of her life.

Pastor, I can't see it over.

Thank you for coming, Hector.

I called Hector and told him the news.

He was very close to Sylvie.

She was his schoolteacher many years ago.

Hector, my eyes.

Joe Wilson?

Yes, Thomas.

So Mrs. Godwin was a teacher?

St. Vincent Primary School. I took over from her as headmistress when she

retired.

And you kept in touch with her? Always.

The things she did for me as a kid.

Above and beyond, you know?

In what way?

She kept an eye on me.

Because my parents didn't.

Sylvie and Walter are all fun. They never kiss themselves.

I don't mean the world to her.

That's why this just can't be true.

That woman had nothing but good in her.

Well, if you...

Think of anything you let us know, yeah?

You can go and rest your feet now.

I'll clear all this up.

Want me to make you a herbal tea?

After a day like today, all I want is for you to pour me a rum.

A large one.

All right. Christmas from coming out early this year.

Seb, your inspector.

Is he usually right about this kind of thing?

99 .9 % of the time.

So someone did murder Sylvie.

But who?

I don't know.

But it couldn't have been anybody at the church, right?

So maybe Sylvie had things going on in her life that we don't know about.

Well, Mum, I promise you, whatever it is, we'll figure it out.

I know this hasn't played out how we

expected, but I had to do what I had to do.

No, I'm not coming back yet.

Not until I've got what I came for.

Finish your breakfast?

You're welcome.

Commissioner,

you made me jump.

Good morning, Inspector.

Good morning.

This arrived for me in the morning post.

It's from your victim.

Mrs. Godwin saw me on the local news covering the recent police initiative

event. She said she could tell I wanted to put things right, and that's what she

also needed to do, right or wrong.

But she didn't say what that was?

Only that whatever it was, was of a criminal nature and had something to do.

with St.

Vincent's Church.

There is a dark secret that has been buried for too long, and it's time the

truth came out.

It was posted on Saturday morning.

And 24 hours later, she was dead.

Well, this gets more interesting by the minute.

How much is in Mrs. Gordon's bank account?

Two million.

$463 ,000.

What? You sure about that?

Like, seriously?

Seriously. Well, new primary school had teachers earn so much.

I requested statements that go further back. All I have is the last five years,

and the money was already in the account.

The victim's husband, Walter, is it? What did he do for a living? Mr. Walter

Godwin. He was a caretaker at the same school that Mrs. Godwin worked at. I

think that's where they first met.

So it's unlikely to be his money.

Do we know anything about her family?

Yeah. Mrs. Godwin told me once her parents were farmers.

They definitely weren't rich.

So she didn't inherit it. Could the money have something to do with the

she talks about in this letter? The one connected to St.

Vincent's? Officer Rose, give your mum a call. See if it sparks a memory or

something, yeah?

Cool. But all of this is a bit odd.

Because there's nothing like Mrs. Godwin.

I mean, two million dollars?

That's crazy.

She wasn't that kind of person.

Once we're done here, we're going to go and search Mrs Godwin's house. Also,

we've emailed everyone on the St Vincent's Weekly newsletter to see if

the parishioners saw anything suspicious yesterday.

Okay, thank you.

Sir, that was the solicitor handling Sylvie Godwin's will. It seems Mrs

has left everything to Hector Moyse.

Wow, so this guy's just become a millionaire.

It appears so, sir.

What do we know about him?

He's a fisherman, or was.

But he hasn't worked for the last 18 months or so due to an injury out at

So if he's had no income for almost two years, then two million is going to come

in very handy.

I don't know either. But I'll be crazy right now.

Mum, I'll speak to you later. I've got to go.

I'll leave you to it, Inspector.

No worries, Commissioner.

Sir, I just got off the phone to my mother and she has no idea what Sylvia

Godwin was talking about in that letter. Well, if anything else comes to mind,

you let me know, yeah? All right.

Where are you going?

To interview Hector Moyes.

He's a possible suspect now.

Hector? A suspect?

He's a good guy.

He wouldn't kill anybody, let alone Sylvia Godwin.

She was like a mother to him. Well, these are the questions we have to ask.

It's what we do without fear or favour, remember?

That used to be my boat.

There. Spent more time together, me and her, than anyone else.

And then, some doctor, you don't even know, writes a certificate saying, you

can't do it no more.

Well, how are your finances?

Now you're not working.

I'm struggling.

All right.

No one wants to employ a guy who only knows how to do one thing in his life.

Yeah, but that all changes now, doesn't it?

Excuse me? What?

Mr. Moyes, you inherit the bulk of Sylvie Godwin's estate, and don't tell

didn't know.

Her solicitor told us Mrs. Godwin informed you when she made the will a

years back.

Yeah, I knew.

But she got hardly nothing, just her house, which is a few tens of thousands.

You think I'd kill for that?

You're telling us she didn't let you know what was in her will? No.

Why?

It's more than just her house.

$2 .4 million more.

I'm sorry, what?

Is this a joke?

Funny how things turn out, eh? Yeah.

I didn't know she had that kind of money. I swear to you, she never

word to me about it.

Look, I get it. I get how it looks to you. I need money badly. I'm desperate.

But I had no idea Sylvie was loaded like that.

So why would I kill her?

Sarge! Found some kind of time machine.

In Mrs. Godwin's office.

Oh, it's a computer.

Have you done those yet?

No, not yet.

Okay, you do that and I'll do this. Cool.

Well, it seems to be working.

So, I noticed your dad wasn't around yesterday.

If you don't mind me asking, is he... Yeah, he, um...

He passed away.

I'm so sorry.

How old were you?

Eleven.

That's so young.

It must have been hard.

Really hard, you know?

Yeah.

My first lesson in pain.

But seeing my mother rise up every morning after that, that showed me what

love looks like, you know?

Made us closer.

A team.

You can tell.

The Belshaw diptych?

You know what a diptych is?

Yeah, it's used to measure oil in the car. You know, you dip your team, take

your toll.

I said diptych.

You're trying to say dipstick, right?

Diptych. A painting or a carving on two panels usually hinge like a book.

Oh, you mean diptych.

Yeah, man, you know about diptych and them thing, yeah?

Well, apparently this Belshaw diptych is rare.

Priceless kind of rare.

Yeah?

Why was Sylvie interested in this?

Let's check her search history.

Why, what's up?

She searched the hell out of it.

This was three days ago.

Friday, the day before she posted that letter to the commissioner.

The Belle Chardyptic is a rare French panel painting from the Middle Ages.

Each panel measures 50 by 30 centimeters.

Rare. So it's worth some coinage.

It's worth major coinage. If anybody could find it, it went missing from

during the Second World War.

And here it is.

It's believed the diptych was taken from a museum in Paris by a young German

soldier called Joseph Krauss. They reckon he brought that same painting

here to the Caribbean.

When the Vichy government sent the new governor to Martigny, Krauss and a

of other German soldiers accompanied him.

And what happened to it when he came here?

Boy, I don't know. But Joseph Krauss, he fled the region when the war finished

and... The painting never resurfaced. And some historians believe that Kraus

the Belshaw diptych on one of the smaller neighboring islands, like St.

Right, so our victim was looking into this Belshaw diptych, and the next day

sent a letter to the commissioner saying she wanted to put right a wrong that

took place many years before at St. Vincent's Church.

And 24 hours later, Sylvie was murdered in the church with both doors locked

from the inside.

She also had over $2 million in her bank account, and we've no idea how she got

that money. But if she came into possession of this painting, then maybe

could explain why she ended up so rich.

OK, let's keep digging, yeah?

And D .S. Thomas, get in touch with the commissioner, because if there's any

truth in it, this could be a big deal.

Everything all right?

It's just like first Hector, then Mrs. Godwin.

It's all a bit much right now.

Sylvie was all about doing the right thing.

You should have said so.

No, because it's like you said, right? Without fear or favor.

So it's not right me defending her, is it?

Even if I know it's the truth.

Seb, if this case is too close to home, it's okay to take a step back.

No, it's cool, Sarge. It's cool.

I really want to help get to the bottom of this.

For Sylvie.

You're sure?

Yeah. Good. All right. Then I'll see you tomorrow morning, yeah?

All right. Take care of yourself.

All right. Thanks for letting me know, Mrs. Martin.

You have yourself a good evening.

Sir, that was one of the parishioners from St. Vincent.

Received the email we sent. I was asking if anyone saw anything suspicious

yesterday.

Said she saw a woman outside the church yesterday morning parked up in a hire

car. Never seen her at St. Vincent's before.

Description? It was a silver vehicle with logos for Kariba Car Hire. The

looked in her 50s with shoulder -length blonde hair. Not much of a tan,

apparently.

So, with the hire car, maybe not a local?

Yeah, it's me again.

So, who is she?

I'm telling you, the police haven't found it yet. I walked two officers

her house, both of them carrying evidence, and they didn't have it with

So, where's it got to?

I know a little of the history of the Bellswood diptych, but how or why that

connects to Sylvie Godwin, I don't know.

But I shall ask around.

Evening all.

Sorry I'm late.

I had a prior arrangement with a bloke called Barry.

Who, might I ask, is Barry?

It's funny you should ask that.

Well, Barry is a retired expat who's returning to the UK to be with his

grandchildren. So he's filling off a bunch of stuff online.

So I got myself this beauty.

And what is that, sir?

This is the answer to Catherine's prayers. Not that she knows yet.

What is the answer to my prayer?

Oh, Catherine. Well, it's the one thing that's missing from your place.

Oh.

It's a dartboard.

I can see that.

You see, the thing is, Domino's is all well and good, but for a boozer to be a

proper boozer... Pardon, but this is not a boozer.

A pub.

But whatever this establishment wants to call itself, with this on your wall, it

can only enhance the communal vibe.

No, we're not an English -themed sports bar.

It's not going up.

Yeah, but Catherine... I said no. Just imagine... Martin, my final word, no!

No!

It seems you are now the proud owner of your very own dartboard.

I

love

it much to me right now in the moment, you know? I know it is, my love.

I know.

Whoa, Mom, what's this?

What? Huh?

Seb, sweetheart, this isn't... Seb, you weren't supposed to... Good evening,

Sebastian.

You all right?

Me? Are you all right? What's this? Huh? What's going on? Because you look

like... Are you... I... I guess you could say we've been getting close, the

of us. Right.

Since when?

Well, um... Since... I suppose... Since, um... What would you say,

Loret? How long has it been? I suppose we could say it's been a year.

A year?

A year, Ma? And you never once thought to mention it to me?

Hector, I'm so sorry. Could you give us a moment, please? Actually, I need to be

getting home anyway, sir.

Sorry you had to find out like this, Sebastian.

I should have... We should have to... Sorry.

I wanted to tell you, but I was too scared.

Of how I'd react?

No. Then what?

See?

It is because of that.

No, no, really, it's not that. A whole year, Ma.

A whole year you've been lying to me.

You know, in the last 24 hours, it turns out not one

person

is who I thought they were but I never thought you would be one of them

I need some air

Inheritance? Oh, well, I mean, okay.

That's interesting.

All right, well, thanks. And also, I wanted to know, so, when was... What

Oh, one second, sir.

Good morning, Inspector.

Sarge. Sarge. What's going on, sir?

Well, I went on a walk last night, and I ended up here. So I thought I'd come

and start on the case.

Can we... Yes, sure, sir, sir.

Yes, sorry, sorry.

Oh, sorry.

No, sorry.

Oh, sorry. Yes, yes, come on, yes.

So, um, I'm just on the phone with Sylvie Godwin's bank manager. And

interestingly, the 2 .4 million in her account, she inherited it from her

husband, Walter Godwin. The bank manager says she don't know where he got it

from or how Walter got so rich.

It was Walter's money. Yeah, and unfortunately, the liar who was handling

Walter's will is no longer around.

So, that's all I got.

Why is there a post -it with post -mortem exclamation mark written on it?

the post -mortem just came in. It's here somewhere.

Got it.

Under the takeaway.

I will clear that up for you as soon as possible, sir. Sorry about that. Why is

there a pack of toilet roll on my desk?

That's why I went for the walk in the first place.

My new housemate was like, don't forget the toilet roll.

PM says the victim became unconscious and died of hypoxia and... reckons she

hit with something with a sharp edge rather than banging her head on the

So we're right.

It was murder.

What are all these printouts on the floor, sir? Oh, that's from a Kariba car

hire. They sent the details of the woman who was seen outside St. Vincent Church

the morning of the murder.

Selena Bascom, 54 years old, from the UK, Berkshire, arrived here Friday and

is staying at the Golden Bay Hotel.

Yeah, yeah, I think she's just a tourist. There's nothing interesting

yet. Well, then you didn't look properly, Feb, because on her passport

her maiden name.

Godwin.

I think Sylvie and Walter Godwin.

How did I miss that, sir?

We need to talk to her right away.

Sergeant Fletcher.

Yes, sorry about that. Hello?

Hello?

This is cool.

You're trying to move the case on, but your head is pinging around all over the

place. It's close to chaos in there. I understand what it looks like, Sarge,

I've been up all night doing a lot of work, and I feel like I'm very close

I think you should go home, okay?

Have a shower. Get yourself straight. But, Sarge, I need to finish... I know,

know, but you're not helping right now.

We can't work like this.

All right, Sarge.

Cool.

Thanks for coming in, Miss Baskin.

Please, take your seat.

Walter Godwin was my grandfather.

He was stationed on St Marie during the Second World War.

When the war ended, he wrote to my grandmother, who was pregnant with my

at the time, saying that he wasn't coming home, that it was over between

And he knew she was pregnant?

Yes, except I don't think it was him who wrote that letter. I think it was

someone else.

I found this on the St Vincent's Church website.

It's the day that Walter Godwin got married to Sylvie.

Well, that's Sylvie. But that's not Walter Godwin. That's not my

see? That's not the same man.

So... You realise that someone might have stolen your grandfather's identity?

I know they did.

And you came here to St Marie to find out who this other Walter Godwin was?

That's why you were at the church Sunday morning?

To speak with Sylvie Godwin?

Mrs Godwin?

So... How did she react when you suggested that the man who she'd been

to for 60 -odd years may not be who she thought he was?

She already knew.

She said that she'd only just found out herself that week.

How? Well, her plumber had found a box hidden under the floorboards when he was

fixing a pipe.

I'll find out which plumber.

Sylvie said it had the true identity of her husband in it, all his personal

documents. making clear what happened to my grandfather.

Which was what?

She wouldn't tell me.

Said that she wasn't ready yet and that she wanted to do it in her own time and

in her own way, whatever that meant.

I think it meant she wanted to go to the police first about it.

Which must have frustrated you, coming all this way to be denied the truth.

It is my...

And in that moment, caught up in it all, that's when you must have decided...

No, no.

No. I wouldn't, really. I wouldn't.

I just left.

I was angry, but I didn't want to hurt her. I just wanted to know what was in

that box.

And now she's dead, and I don't know where it is.

So if Sylvie had this box she talked about,

Where is it?

Because it wasn't at the crime scene and it wasn't at her house.

And if someone did steal Water Godwin's identity, who?

And what happened to the real Water Godwin? I just asked after phone with a

plumber who was over at the victim's house last Friday. Said Sylvie looked

haunted after she looked inside that bath.

About an hour later...

She was getting inside a taxi saying she needed to go to St.

Vincent's Primary School.

She went to see Yasmine Thiele.

OK, I'm going to lay it out, Miss Thiele. I believe it's you who has the

box.

Sylvie's.

We could get a search warrant or...

The German passport from the Second World War, it looks like, belonged to...

Joseph Krauss.

It's believed the diptych was taken from a museum in Paris by a young German

soldier called Joseph Krauss.

The last piece of time shows he left Martinique at the end of the war and

to St. Marie.

St. Marie Times, September 27th, 1945.

It's a report about an unnamed British soldier getting into a fight with a

of German naval officers and left for dead near St. Vincent's Church.

His body was never found.

I believe that soldier was Walter Godwin, and I think Joseph Cross came

his body.

Joseph realized he could steal his identity.

if he could dispose of the body without it being found.

A map of the St. Vincent churchyard.

That must be where the real Walter Godwin was buried.

He took Walter's uniform and papers and buried him there, in this grave, so no

one would ever find it. From that moment on, Joseph Cross was... Walter Godwin.

I guess he softened his accent as much as he could. And by the time he and

Sylvie met, about 15 years later, And he seemed like the Englishman she thought

he was.

We need to get a forensic victim over from Guadalupe.

I'm assuming the crowd went to all these lengths because of this.

The Belshaw diptych. I mean, if the authorities worked out he stole it and

looking for him, then with a new identity, they wouldn't find him.

From what I know, he lived a simple life, working as a caretaker for this

school.

And when he and Sylvie met, everyone always said they truly loved each other.

That was the day she retired.

Handed the baton over to me.

Why have you got this box, Miss Filby?

Sylvie brought it with her when she came here on Friday.

I asked her if I could keep it so I could look into it some more. That's

It's entirely innocent.

Not if you didn't tell us about it, isn't it?

Actually, that's suspicious.

Why did you choose to keep it to yourself?

This school is everything to me.

And I can't risk his reputation being damaged.

He's struggling enough as it is, financially.

All we have to keep going is donations, people's goodwill. And if it ever got

out that we had a caretaker working here that wasn't who we thought he was...

Was a Nazi soldier who covered up a murder.

So you killed Miss Godwin to stop all this? No, no, no.

I'm very sorry. I should have told you about it, I know, but... I didn't kill

her.

So it's Joseph Krauss who sold the Belshazzar dipstick.

and had all that money, then why he never do nothing with it?

Never send it nothing.

Perhaps he kept it just in case.

I mean, if the truth ever caught up with him, then he had the means to change

his identity again.

Afternoon, Sergeant Thomas.

The trouble is, we're still no closer to working out who murdered Sylvie Godwin

and then managed to exit the building.

when both the front and back door were locked from the inside with keys inside

the lock.

He's buried here.

My grandfather.

We believe so, yes.

Officer Rose.

Inspector. Hey.

Sorry,

I was just taking a moment, you know.

I'll give you some space.

No, no, no, you're all right.

I was just coming in to see if I could make any more sense of it all.

Me too, I guess.

And?

Not much.

Usually, I find it levels me out.

I can feel peace here.

Sorry I haven't been much use in this investigation.

It's just been a lot for me, you know? I mean, look, we all have cases that

throw us off balance from time to time.

And I've had more than my first year, trust me.

Right. See, when I'm thrown by a case, my brain just starts

jumping around like some itchy -footed grasshopper, you know?

Well, maybe that is your unique selling point.

So I'd say embrace it.

Own it.

Don't let it own you.

In fact, you know what?

Let's try it. Let's try it right now, yeah?

Oh. We visualize it. Only this time, you are taking the lead.

Okay, come on. Up you get.

That's it.

Okay.

This is the crime scene.

The murder of Sylvie Godwin.

That door, the front door, is locked from the inside. The key's in the door.

Sylvie's body is here.

This big wooden cross is on top of her.

Now, come on.

Just freestyle it, yeah? Just play whatever your brain wants to play.

Um...

I'm thinking about when I busted the door open.

And I heard mom.

You know, when I got home, it was all bruised up. So I drank some rum to numb

the pain.

But that also means it was definitely luck.

Okay, okay.

What else?

Well then, if you were the killer, you'd probably prefer to leave the scene at

the back.

Yeah, yeah, keep going, keep going. So that way you're less likely to be seen

others. So, um, maybe we're in the wrong room.

The back room.

Come on.

So what's he saying to you?

This room, what's it telling you?

Hmm. What?

Collection box.

It's just usually it sits right there under the shelf.

Now it looks like it's been pulled out a little bit.

It's a kind in it.

And that's all because?

Because Miss Godwin empties the collection box every Sunday after the

So today's collection passed out? And she gives the money to my mom.

This must have been put in there after she was murdered, which means, well

the killer must have put it there.

That won't go in.

The key's in on the other side.

PM says the victim became unconscious and reckons she was hit by something

a sharp head.

Diptic. A painting or a caravan on two panels usually hinge like a book.

Local art historians generally believe it was brought to St. Marie.

Bingo.

Have you solved the case?

It was actually Officer Rose and his itchy footy grasshopper brain that

it. I did. That coin explains everything.

Okay, let's move, people. There's still some things we need to do, like get hold

of a search warrant.

And we need the luminol. Oh, and we need a tape measure.

Why do we need a tape measure?

To measure something.

Way back in 1945, a young British soldier by the name of Walter Godwin was

killed here on St. Marie.

His identity was stolen, and his body was hidden in someone else's grave.

Now... Finally, thanks to Sylvie Godwin and the discovery of this box, that

young man can get the proper burial he deserves.

Thank you.

Which brings us to the crime in the present.

Sylvie Godwin's murder at St Vincent's Church on Sunday. And although it

occurred many years after Walter Godwin's murder, this little wooden box

contents helped solve this murder as well.

We know from the post -mortem that Sylvie was hit with a sharp object.

This spray luminol protects traces of blood, and it proves that there was

on the box recently, as you can see here.

Now, we have another time to carry out the relevant tests, but when our lab

compares this blood with Sylvie's, I'm confident they'll match.

And as this box has only been in one person's possession since the murder, It

had led me to believe that Sylvie Godwin's killer was... Yasmin Seeley.

What have you done?

That's not true.

Someone else must have taken it on them.

Don't worry, Miss Seeley. We'll be coming to this in a minute.

Throughout this case... We've worked on the assumption that Sylvie Godwin's

husband, real name Joseph Krauss, had sold the painting he had stolen, which

explains why he had so much money in his bank account.

Well, it's half the truth, because the unique defining thing about a diptych is

that there are two halves to it.

Diptych? A painting or a carving on two panels usually hinge like a book.

And we now know that Joseph Krauss... sold only one half of the Belshaw

and he kept the other half.

Goodness me.

Now, we'll never fully know why Joseph separated the two panels. My sense is

that he was someone who liked to hedge his bets, be prepared for all

eventuality. I think that's partly why.

He never spent any of the money.

Plus, having to explain to his wife -to -be how he came into such major coinage

would mean admitting to the theft of this famous piece of art and also being

imposter. So Joseph held on to the money and the picture.

So where has it been the last 80 -odd years or so?

Hanging on the wall of the headmistress's office at the St

School. which is now your office, Miss Seeley.

Joseph Cross must have put it there during his years as caretaker. And no

ever thought anything of it. This faded religious icon hanging on the wall of a

church school surrounded by other religious images.

Earlier today, Miss Seeley...

when we talked in your office.

That was the day she retired.

I saw that framed photo on the wall of Sylvie and Walter, and I happened to

notice the outline of a larger rectangle around that frame, where the paint

hadn't faded.

Clearly another picture had previously hung there for some time.

I didn't think much of it at first, but I had it measured.

And guess what? It was 50 centimetres by 30 centimetres.

the exact same dimensions as one half of the Belshaw diptych.

Each panel measures 50 by 30 centimetres.

That's why Mrs Godwin came to see you when she found the box and realised what

was hanging on her old office wall.

We can't keep it.

I've got to let the police know.

But you didn't agree, did you?

You told us your school was struggling for money, but we had a bit of a dig.

And it's worse than that.

You've not drawn a salary in the last six months to keep it going. You said

yourself the place meant so much to you. And so the prospect of getting millions

of dollars landing in your lap, well, you just weren't willing to give that

And so, after driving home to pick up food for Lorette's lunch gathering, you

return to the church.

to plead with Sylvie one more time.

Please don't do it.

That money, it could help the school so much.

It could help me.

But Sylvie wasn't for turning, was she?

I'm desperate.

As Officer Rose said, she always tried to do good in life, and she wasn't about

to stop now.

Sorry. So in that moment, desire for the money got the better of you, and you

decided you were going to stop her. I assume Sylvie had that box with her in

church that day.

And this box was your weapon of choice.

And once you used it to kill her, you made it look like there'd been some

accident.

How could you?

Now, knowing that the front door of the church had already been locked by Mrs.

Godwin, you made your escape via the rear.

using the church's spare backdoor key that you took from the back room to lock

the door from the outside.

And placing this little coin in the lock.

It's locked.

So that when you returned with Officer Rose and Larex... That won't go in. And

with a little play acting, it would seem like the door was locked from the

inside.

The key's in on the other side.

Then when Officer Rose and his mum headed round to the front, you lingered

briefly and proceeded to open the door with the church's spare key, pushing

coin out in the process and then inserting that key inside.

All you had to do was find the moment to actually lock it.

OK, thank you.

I'm going to find the key.

Seeing the coin on the floor, you picked it up.

And without your bag or purse, you disposed of it in the collection box.

And then actually locked the back door with the key.

It was very clever of you, making it look like Sylvie was on her own in the

church when she had that fatal fall.

One might say devilishly so.

But you see, Sylvie was so determined that the truth would come out that even

after her death, her desire to put right a decades -old wrong finally won out.

This arrived for me in the morning post.

Officer Rose, I think this arrest has your name on it.

Get up.

Yasmin Fili, I'm arresting you for the murder of Filimi Godwin.

You don't need to say anything.

You don't need to say anything. You don't need to say anything. You don't

to say anything.

Mom.

I can't believe what that woman's done.

Poor Sylvie.

And just for money?

I'm sorry for getting it wrong.

You haven't seen me at my best on this case.

That's not what your inspector told me.

He said it was because of you that it all got solved.

Which is even more impressive considering you had other things to deal

Like your mother keeping secrets.

And honestly, Mom, I think it's healthy, you moving on.

I don't think you should be getting old and lonely and just focusing on me and

the church, you know?

You deserve happiness, too.

You all right?

Yes, I am.

So, you like him?

Then I'm pleased for you.

But you do know that all that money he inherited from the stolen painting, you

won't be getting none of that, you know? I'm not doubting for his money.

Well, seriously, though. I mean, he seems like a good guy.

With him shiny head.

Yes, I'm there.

Don't be late this time.

I'm the best.

Love you.

Love you too.

All right, that's the hockey.

This is where you throw from.

You get three throws each, and then it's the next player's turn.

All right, let's get it started.

Game on.

Round one.

Shut you. I thought you were supposed to hit the board, Inspector.

Yeah, yeah, I think there's something off with the flyer. It's all right, not

worry. We got this, sir.

Sir,

you are really bad at this.

No, it's not me. Honestly, it's the dog.

You know, you're giving off some real bad loser vibes right now.

Maybe you should let the commissioner take the last row.

It's not his turn yet.

With respect, now, if you just stop talking, then I can throw properly, all

right?

There you go.

So... So... That's two points, is it?

That's two points for our team.

Just a bit rusty, that's all.

You want to join our team, Commissioner?

I mean, I don't think any of us are going to be...

All right.

Well, come on then, Officer Rose. You reckon you can do better?

Show us what you've got.

Ladies

and

gentlemen of the Tempest Company, this is your 15 -minute call.

This is their final performance.

It suddenly collapsed halfway through the second act. The poison was in the

bottle that our victim and the other two actors drank from on stage.

But only Michael Farah dies.

Would you like to go for a drink with me? That's inappropriate, Mr. Gorman.

A complaint has been made accusing you of unprofessional conduct.

Still haven't heard from your brother?

I think he's actually ignoring my calls.

Then maybe you should go visit him in Antigua.

Somebody's giving the inspector some here.