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I hope you don't mind me calling. I want to invite you to a party.

I'm sorry?And I'm worried something might happen.

You can't bear to see your dad happy, can you?

Sir Peter's son. Sadly for both of us, yes.

CRASH

He's dead.

I don't think this was an accident.

It was murder.

What if he had an accomplice?

Got to drop the Sir Peter Bailey case.What?

Sir Peter's new will is still missing.Let's meet up.

But no-one can know.

Pizza? You have pizza all the time. All right, go and have fun.

Keep an eye on me as well. Shanti! Shanti! Come!

Wait for me!

What have you got?Well, we don't want to get you into trouble.

So you won't be interested in Sarah Fitzherbert,

who lives at 18 Alison Road,

runs the coffee cart at the station,

and could well be Tristram Bailey's accomplice.

Sarah Fitzherbert, 18 Alison Road. Not interested in her at all.

And I suppose you don't want to know

we've still not found Sir Peter's most recent will.

It's an irrelevance. Nor have we.Not even listening.

And you also don't want to know

there wasn't a second key to the room.

The only way that door could have been locked was with the key

we found in Sir Peter's pocket.

That's fascinating.

Not.

Oh, there's something else.

The gardener, Adam Warner, said he thinks Tristram stole

some rat poison a while back.

But since no-one's died of rat poison, that actually might not

be of interest.And that's it?

That's why the case has been put on the back burner.

Let me not follow up on that lead.

And whatever you do, don't go to the train station and get

yourself a coffee.Good thinking.

Two cupcakes, please.Of course.

I'll have more cupcakes for you tomorrow.Right.

That'll be £5.95, please. Thank you.

It's going through to voicemail. Again?I don't know what to do.

He says he loves me, but he won't take my calls.

And then he's angry when he does.

Good morning, ladies. Can I help you?Er, an Americano, please.

And a latte, please. With oat milk.

Semi-skimmed, if you have it.

Of course. Coming up. You know what I think?

He can't keep you at arm's length. You need to tell him what's what.

If I do that, I'm worried I'll drive him away.Oh, nonsense.

I don't know what to do.

SHE SOBS

Oh, here.

Your friend's right. You won't drive him away.

Not if it's meant to be. I'm sorry.

I couldn't help overhearing.

Is that your experience?

Well, I've been dating the same guy since I was 16 years old.

That's impressive.On and off.

He strays sometimes, but he always comes back.

Well, that must cause a few arguments.Oh, you have no idea.

So how do you handle him?

Well, um,

his father died last week.

It was truly tragic. A horrible thing.

But then he said it was over between us.

Can you imagine?After all that time together?Exactly.

But sometimes, you just have to be patient.

He came back. He always does.

We're childhood sweethearts, we'll always be together.

Where were you at 3pm last Friday?

I'm sorry?Your boyfriend's Tristram Bailey, isn't he?

Where were you when his father died?

At The Bounty pub watching a band.

Can you pay up and go?

Thanks.

I've got a book I want to give you. Oh, the Places You'll Go!

What's that?

It's a Doctor Seuss story about all the places you go to in your life.

Mum, I'm going to Manchester.Zeta.

That's far.It's just up the M6.

Well, it's not just about...

Uni, it can be really intense.

I know, Mum, it's just... I am 18 now.That's not that old.

It's old enough to leave home.

I just want you to know that...

..if it ever gets too much, you just come straight home.

Call me day or night, any time.

I'll keep my phone right by my side.

What about you?What about me?

Well, this is your first time without me.

How are you going to cope?

You was away for most of the summer. I was OK.

Well, that was a holiday, so...

You know me, Zeta. I'll be fine. I'm always fine.There you are, then.

What do you mean?Well, I'll be fine. You'll be fine.

Why are we still talking about this?

No, sorry, I don't recognise her.

She said she was here last Friday, 3pm.

I could ask around if you like.

That would be really helpful. Thank you.

Is this it?

Sarah lied to us about being here because she was in the study,

pushing the cabinet onto Sir Peter for Tristram.

Sorry, should you be taking that?

Well, there's another crossword to solve, so, yes.

You really think the crossword setter is sending secret messages?

I do, actually.

PHONE RINGS

Oh. Perfect timing. I've got an appointment with Colin.

Is this your hot date? Not quite yet.

OK. What about Wednesday evening? MEC committee meeting.

How about a lunch?

Chloe's got work experience all week at the Wycombe Swan,

that's a lunchtime drop off. And I'm picking up.

I've got a half an hour window at 6:30pm on Friday.

Weirdest thing happened today.Mm?

These two women came to the coffee cart wanting to know all about you.

Why? Who are they?Just two women.

Tell me everything that they said.

Well, I don't remember...Tell me!

It's a drugs drop off. Mark my words.

I don't think many crossword setters deal drugs in their spare time.

I don't know, you solve murders. I suppose I do.

Good morning.

Good morning, Lady Bailey.

Good morning.

Come on, then.

OK, here we go. It's 11.

Uh-oh. Suspicious runner approaching. Coming this way.

This is it. A jogger. Right on time.

Another jogger.

It's got to be them.

Oh.

They're just joggers.

There must be something else going on.

I don't think there is.

Never mind. It was worth a shot.

Hold on.

Look at this.Look at what? Lady Bailey.

Lady Bailey?

Could we have a word?

Why?

Because you're wearing Hunter wellies.

With a cut across your left sole.

Why on earth is that of interest?

You were at the party when your ex-husband died, weren't you?

Of course I wasn't.

You were hiding in the flowerbed outside Sir Peter's study,

and you left rather distinctive bootprints in the earth.

You're right. I was there.

I had to see what she looked like.

There's a way into the garden, through the stables.

I don't know what Peter saw in her.

There's no way she'd have lasted,

not with her unable to get through a party

without having a nervous breakdown.

You can't bear to see...

When she went into the house, I knew I'd seen enough and left.

Did you see anyone in the study?

No. I was too far away.

And I remember now. The sun chose that moment to come out.

It was shining on the study windows.

I couldn't see inside.

But congratulations, I was there.

Do you want a medal?No.

I want to catch your ex-husband's killer.

He died in an accident.

So you say.

You now admit you were hiding by Sir Peter's study.

What was stopping you from going into the house,

pushing the cabinet onto him and then slipping away again?

It was his new woman I had a problem with. Not Peter.

But that's not true, is it?

We learnt how important your name is to you when we first met,

and the only way you can keep your aristocratic title

is if Sir Peter never remarries, which he now never will.

Will he, Lady Bailey?

How dare you speak to me like that!

How dare you!

Come on, Rafi!

RAFI BARKS

Wow, Becks, well done. You really rattled her cage.

I've done that background report for you.Thank you, Alice.

Alice? Alice, what did the Sergeant want?

Background check on a Marlow resident, Sarah Fitzherbert.

For the Bailey case?Mm-hm.

I can't find Adam the gardener anywhere.

Oh. What's that?

It's where Lady Bailey came into the garden.

It's the same bootprint.

..compost heap.

Come on. Look, I'll show you.

Oh, is that him?Come on. Thank you, Suzie.

This is it, Adam.

You found it.What's going on?

We found it, finally!

The new will. Adam found it.

Miss Page asked me to work on the lawn.

I was getting some compost...

..and look.

Oh, this is the signature.

"Signed by Sir Peter Bailey."

Come on, we can help.Really? Um...It'll be like a jigsaw.

OK.What's that?Here. Pass me the pieces. Great.

They're quite wet.Oh, this is stinky.What about in that corner?

Hold on. Wait, wait, wait, wait. What's this?Another one.

Can't make heads or tails of that.

Is there any more? Not that I can see.

This is all of them. Let's have a look.

Do we need more pieces?No. This should be enough.

"If I die before my..."

That should be, "..wedding day,

"I leave my entire estate

"to Jenny Page.

"And it will have been...

"And it will have been my son, Tristram, who killed me."

He named his killer.

Nothing for me.

Were you expecting something?

Peter always said he'd look after me.

I've worked for this family for 30 years.

Is this valid?

Not torn up like this.

I'm sorry.

Then he's done it, hasn't he, Tristram?

He's got everything. He's won.

We'd best call Tanika.

This is why Sir Peter rang me, isn't it?

He was worried that Tristram was going to kill him.

But it can't have been him. Oh, man. We're going round in circles here.

Will this be enough to reopen the case?

It's unlikely. Greenly's dead against it.

Adam, can I ask, what were you expecting Sir Peter

to leave you in his will?

He never mentioned specifics. But he said he'd look after you?

Which he didn't, did he? In the new will.

Which you witnessed.

I didn't know what was in it. He wouldn't tell us.

Why weren't you at the party?

It was a family event. I wouldn't be invited.Why not?

Where were you when Sir Peter died?

In the garden.Where?

Well, at the back. Working. Can you prove that?

Um... I saw Lady Bailey by the stables.

Looking a bit shifty, if I'm honest.

Adam, this is important. Did you see Lady Bailey at the stables

before or after you heard the crash?

I heard the church bells first.

BELL RINGS

Then I saw her.

I saw her, and then I heard the crash.

But you didn't go and investigate.

I just thought it was something to do with the party.

Can I go now?Yes. Of course.

This isn't good, is it? I mean, if he's saying that

Lady Bailey was over by the stables at 3:00pm,

then she couldn't have been inside the house killing Sir Peter.

Nor could Adam have been, if he was out there.

Which brings us right back to Sarah Fitzherbert.

She's in a secret relationship with Tristram, yeah?

Her alibi does not check out.

She even has a motive.

If she kills Sir Peter, she can marry Tristram,

get all that money, the big fancy house and the title of Lady Bailey.

Yeah. Case closed.

PHONE VIBRATES

It's Jason. What have you got?

I'm at Sir Fitzherbert's house. Good. Wait for me there.

I've got some questions I need to put to her.

Yeah, that's going to be hard.

Why is that?I'm sorry. Her neighbours just found her.

She's dead.

Tell Brandon I want Tristram Bailey brought in

for questioning - immediately. Sarge.

OK.Right. Mr Bailey.

Come on. This way. Come on. Mind your head.

What if it's because of us that she's dead?

It's because of who killed her that she's dead.Tristram.

Sarah killed Sir Peter for him, thinking he'd marry her.

And instead he kills her so he doesn't have to share his fortune.

Yeah, it's like Jenny said, he's won.

Hi.Tanika.I was just passing. Has Tristram confessed?

No, he denies everything.

Sarah Fitzherbert died from an overdose of Bromadiolone,

rat poison, which we found in the glove compartment of Tristram's car,

covered in his fingerprints.

No, no, no. This can't be right.

Everything about the first murder was meticulous.

And now we're saying that Tristram

just left all that evidence lying around?

PHONE VIBRATES

Hold on.

It's from Lynn at The Bounty.

She says the band filmed their performance that afternoon.

There she is, Sarah Fitzherbert.

Oh, poor woman.At 3pm.

At least two miles away from Sir Peter when he died.

But that's impossible.

Everyone on that board has an alibi.

Oh!

Um... Where are you going?

I'll catch up with you later. See yourselves out.

Well, you've led me a merry dance.

I'm sorry?

Who are you?Judith Potts.

I set the crosswords in the Marlow Free Press.

Oh. You're Pepper.It's a play on my surname.

Judith Potts. Pepper pot. And you set the crossword

for the Maidenhead Advertiser. How do you know that?

Oh.

Exactly.

I know all about your secret codes.

I saw you in Higginson Park.

I didn't think anything of it at the time.

Are you meeting the same woman again?

Oh, there we are.

Now, I know it's none of my business, but I think

you're romantically entangled with the woman over there.

And your wife doesn't know, does she?

You're mostly right. But my wife knows and she doesn't mind.

That's what they all say. I'll go even further,

and say that she approves of the liaison.

I'm afraid we've been rumbled.

She thinks we're having an affair.

How wonderful.

You see, we are married.

To each other.Oh.

And very happily.

I go to exercise class most mornings, and then I sit down

with the Maidenhead Advertiser, and do the crossword.

I see the secret message, and then we meet up,

as if we're having an affair.

It adds a little spice to our lives.

Well, I must say, I've never been so happy to be proven wrong.

Oh. Water.Fill it up!

Oh! Don't move!

Heavens!

That's it, isn't it?

It's Stonehenge.

It's a carafe of water.

No, no, no. It's Machu Picchu.

And she thought we were odd?

PHONE VIBRATES

BELLS PEAL

What is it?

Colin and I finally managed to arrange our date.Ooh.

It's in the half hour after evensong

before I have to pick Sam up from football.

I can't even get five minutes with Zeta. She's off tomorrow.

She hasn't even got a pot or a pan to cook with.

Am I a bad mum?

No, you're not.

You can order her some. They'll arrive by tomorrow.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Ladies, good morning.

Oh, here she comes.

I think I've made a bit of a breakthrough.

Oh?

Come on. We haven't got long.

What do we know about the sun? The sun?

It's the key to unlocking the entire case.I don't know.

It's at the centre of the solar system.Exactly.

Which means everything else moves around it.

But from our perspective, it moves around us.

Subjectivity being what it is.

Are you all right?It's basic celestial mechanics, Suzie.

As was understood by the Celts when they built Newgrange,

or the Mayans, Chichen Itza or the Incas, Machu Picchu,

all of which line up with the sun.

How many coffees has she had?

Not that I know how it was done. Not yet.

The party was at 3:00pm.

Just as it's 3:00pm now.

BELL RINGS

There we are. Right on cue.

And this is where Lady Bailey was standing

when she looked back at the house.

I saw Lady Bailey by the stables.

What do you think?Uh... But remember, it was morning

when we looked at the jar that hadn't broken.

Good grief.

Was that it? Is that what she saw?

But why?

That's the question. Why?

Oh, you have got to tell us what's going on.

I've just been to the secret meeting set up in the crossword puzzle.

No way.

The messages are sent from the setter to his wife.

They pretend they don't know each other in public to keep

the spice in their...

Judith?

Hello? Earth calling Judith.

That's it, isn't it?

Finally we have it.

Who killed Sir Peter. Why he had to die.

And how the killer managed to escape from a locked room.

But if we're going to prove it, I'm going to need your help.

I don't understand.

I'm very sorry, but I think your life is in danger.

Then we have to tell the police. They won't believe us.

They've never believed Sir Peter was murdered. Not officially.

We need Tristram to reveal himself when he's released on bail.

Do you think he'll be released?

We've spoken to Tanika. They don't have enough to hold him.

They're letting him go now.

And he'll come here.

I think he's going to try to kill you next.

Tristram's the killer?

He's always been the most credible suspect.

Sir Peter was right all along. But how to prove it?

That's always been the question.

Which is why we have to catch him in the act.

By using me as bait?

We'll be watching out front.

He'll have to pass us to get to you.

We'll protect you.

Where's DS Malik? Huh? What's she up to?

Are you sure this is a good idea?

It's the only way to prove my theory.

SHE WHIMPERS

BANG

WOMAN SCREAMS

THEY GRUNT

This is what you get.

Police! Police! Drop it!

Cuff him. Cuff him!

What the hell? Idiots!

All right, come on. You're hurting me!

I'm so sorry. Call my lawyer!Are you OK?

Come on, let's get her up.

Come on, Jenny. You said he'd approach from the front.

Well, we caught him, didn't we? Not really, Tanika did.

You get so caught up in your own ideas, don't you?

Thinking that you're so clever.

And Jenny could have been killed!

You have gone too far this time.

You're right. He followed you. What's going on here?

Tristram Bailey just attacked Jenny Page.

What are you doing here, Mrs Potts? This is all my fault.

I couldn't let it go.

Then I better take over.

I'll get back to the station, get an interview room ready.

And I'll be making a full report to the DCI.

I'm not interested in a lecture.

It's about staying safe, Mrs Potts.

Miss Page, are you sure you're going to be all right?

I can stay with her while you get Tristram off the premises.

Right.

All right. That's it. This way. Come on. Mind your head.

I am so sorry.

He killed Peter.

I can show you how Sir Peter died, if you like.

We all broke in here together with Tristram.

He was outside the locked door the whole time.I know.

So how did he do it? Well, that's the thing.

I never said he did.

What?Because he's not the killer.

It was you who killed Sir Peter Bailey.

Just as it was you who killed Sarah Fitzherbert.

You're the killer.

What are you talking about? I was upstairs when Peter died.

That's not true. After the argument with Tristram,

you came straight in here.

Jenny!

Are you scared?Peter!

Darling?

HE SIGHS

Sir Peter died from blunt force trauma.

But not when the cabinet fell on him.

When you murdered him.

You then used the one key to the room to leave,

locking the door behind you and heading upstairs.

Here you had a piece of bad luck.

Rosanna was hiding.

But also good luck.

She couldn't quite see what you were doing.

It meant that when the cabinet crashed onto Sir Peter,

she was your alibi.

You're saying I managed to push the cabinet onto Peter

from the floor above? Yes, I am.

Then it was simply a matter of coming downstairs,

letting Tristram break through a locked door,

and planting the key on Sir Peter's body when you went to him.

Why would I do any of that? I loved him.So you keep saying.

But as everyone's always suspected, you were really only ever

in it for his money.

I didn't get his money.

Nor his title, nor the big house.

But that was always part of the plan, wasn't it?

What could your motive be if only Tristram benefited?

But then we always wondered if he had an accomplice.

And he did.

You.

You worked in France.

Rosanna told me he was there, too.

Tristram, hi.

I think it's where you and he fell in love...

SHE SQUEALS

Like an angel.I'm trying!

..which is when you learned of the fortune and title

and grand house that Tristram would get the moment his father died.

So you and he made a plan.

His father needed a nurse.

You'd make sure he hired you.

Then you'd make him fall in love with you and ask you to marry him.

And then on the eve of your wedding, you'd murder him.

After all, who'd suspect a bride of killing her husband the day

before she'd get hold of his fortune and title?

When you arrived in Marlow,

you and Tristram pretended you didn't know each other.

Like a couple I met earlier today.

Although, unlike them, you pretended you hated each other.

But what you didn't know was that Tristram

had an on-off girlfriend he couldn't keep away from.

The plan had always been for you and Tristram to get together

after a decent amount of time had passed.

And if eventually you married your dead fiance's son,

well, tongues might wag. But where's the crime?

But if he married Sarah,

you'd get nothing.

You acted fast.

You used the rat poison Tristram had stolen when, I imagine,

the two of you were considering poison as your method of dispatch.

And you murdered Sarah to remind Tristram that his future

was with you and no-one else.

That's how I knew he'd come for you when he was released on bail.

Sarah was an innocent.

You killed her because you were jealous.

Tristram wouldn't forgive that.

I wasn't jealous.

What Sarah had with him was better than what you had with him.

How dare you!Which is why he always went back to her.

He betrayed me.

You who'd risked so much.

You who trusted him.

You who even killed for him.

I didn't kill for him. I killed for me.

Which is what we in the trade call a confession.

No-one would believe you. It's your word against mine.

That isn't entirely true, is it, Tanika?

RECORDING:I didn't kill for him. I killed for me.Hello, Jenny.

No, I saw you leave in your car.

No, we took a leaf out of your book and decided to stage an argument...

Jenny could have been killed. You have gone too far this time.

..which started a chain of events that allowed me to be here.

You saw my car leave, but it wasn't me driving.

And that is how I'm still here.

When you thought it was just you and Judith.

You tricked me. No, you tricked Sir Peter.

I worked out how.

And she is going to arrest you.

You used me, didn't you?

No idea what you're talking about.

I hear congratulations are in order.

Boss, you should know that...It was all thanks to Brendan here.What?

It was his idea to arrest Tristram,

to create the perfect conditions for Jenny to make her confession.

Without Brendan, our double killer would still be out there.

Isn't that right, Detective Sergeant?Um...

Yeah. Yeah. That's right, ma'am.

Um, it was really a joint effort.

Oh, very good.Yeah.Very good.

Well done, team, let's get this processed.

We got her?We did.Oh, amazing.

No, seriously. Amazing. And, um...

I'm sorry about what I said.

Did I go too far? Did I?

I mean, I didn't mean any of it.

I mean, we're your friends. You know, we get you, Judith.

Even if, sometimes, we like to tease you. It's because we love you.

And this is the bit where you say the same thing back to me, yeah?

Yeah. Well...Sorry. Where's Becks? And where's my car?

# I promised you a miracle... #

PHONE VIBRATES

Where are you?I'm sorry.

We were catching the killer. Don't worry.

I'm still here to pick up Sam. But I missed our date.

It's all right. You can tell me all about it when you get home.

Love you.

Is that... Is that my mum?

Mum, where did you get this?

Believe it or not, I stole it.

You've stolen a police car from the police?

Let's get you home.Can we put the lights on? And the siren?

I think that's exactly what we should do.

SIREN SOUNDS

That's sick!

See you later!

HE LAUGHS

See you!

INDISTINCT

It's still so hard to believe. What a mess.

Thank you for catching father's killer.

It's the least he deserved.

Miss Bailey, under UK law,

no-one's allowed to benefit from a crime they commit.

Your brother won't inherit a penny.

Your father's entire estate, his house and money will go

to his next closest living relative. You.

I'll make sure good comes of this.

Look, I understand the why of it, but not the how.

How did Jenny manage to push that massive cabinet onto Sir Peter

without being in the room?

Oh, it was Lady Bailey who revealed the truth to me.

You see, I'd worked out there was something wrong

with her testimony, but it was only when I saw sunlight through a carafe

that I realised.

When I inspected the jar of magnesium tape...

..it was in a sunbeam.

It was morning and the sun was shining through the window.

But if the sun was shining through the window in the morning,

how could it still be shining through the window in the afternoon?

So if what Lady Bailey saw wasn't sunlight, what was it?

And that's when I remembered the magnesium tape.

When you light it, it burns white hot and it's strong.

This is what happened.

Jenny got the study ready before the party.

She arranged all the equipment from the cabinet

onto the floor in front of it,

and tied magnesium tape from the top of the cabinet

to the hook on the wall.

That way, when she pushed it forward, it would lean over, but not fall.

You see, all along we've known that it was impossible for someone

to get out of that room once it was locked, but there was one way

in and out, even if it was only inches wide.

Hold on.

Here you go.

Lady Bailey told us that Sir Peter's bedroom

was directly above his study.

I knew no-one would be on that side of the house.

There's only Peter's study and his bedroom above it.

They shared the same flue.

All she had to do was run the magnesium tape down the flue

and connect it to the tape already attached to the hook.

Except when she put the jar back, it wasn't quite in the right place,

so it didn't smash when the cabinet fell, which Judith noticed.

Of course she did.

Jenny had created a fuse that ran from the bedroom, down the flue,

across the room to the cabinet.

May I?You may.

Rosanna thought Jenny was lighting a cigarette.

But she was doing much more than that.

This was the bright light Lady Bailey saw, not sunlight.

Magnesium tape.

Then when everyone heard the racket of the cabinet crashing...

..they presumed that was the moment that Sir Peter died,

when in reality, he'd been killed a few moments before.

And the will? How does that fit into this?

That was a piece of improvisation from Jenny.

Her whole plan was based on her having no motive.

But Sir Peter made up a new will.

She must have been in such a panic when she heard about it.

What was in it? Would she now inherit?

As soon as she saw it, she hid it. And she was right to.

It left everything to her, giving her a red hot motive.

But it also named Tristram as the killer, her partner in crime.

She had to protect him.

Until she learned that Tristram had an old girlfriend

who was still on the scene. Do you know who that is?No.

Which is why she decided she'd make sure that it was now found.

Pointing the finger at Tristram.

Miss Page asked me to work on the lawn.

She needed to remind him of the power she had over him.

How did it go?

Did we do it? Did we get her?

Oh, Becks. It all went wrong. She got away.

What?Suzie!

It went exactly as Judith said.

We got her.Yes! Yes!

I know you said you didn't want it, but you never know.

Oh, no. Wait, wait, wait. One last thing.

What, Mum?

I ordered it on Amazon last night.

Just in case, you know.

Ta-da!

I am so proud of you.

Um, I have to get there today, Mum.I know.

All right, you go, you go. Have the best time.

I love you.

Love you too.

You'll be fine.

You and me, we're always fine.

Bye. Careful.

Stay safe.

KNOCKING

Oh!We thought you might want some company.

Seeing as you're our friend and...

..we love you.

Well, you better come in, then.

We got margaritas.

Oh, that's my favourite. Thank you.Did you know

they were named after Queen Margherita of Savoy?

She visited Naples in 1889.

All that matters is that it tastes delicious!

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