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TRUCK BEEPS, MOTOR RUMBLES I'd have done that for you, babe!

Well, it should have been brought in last night.

It will need rewashing now.

Don't worry, it's only a few towels. Oh. That racket!

She's not supposed to start before nine!

OK, don't stress. We all know what she's up to.

Well, it's not going to work.

BANGING

Maybe it's time to listen to Grace's offer.

Look at what it's doing to you.

I don't care!Yeah, well, I do.

You mean more to me than bricks and mortar.

This is our home, Dean.

And moving would solve all of our problems.

No!It might solve everything for us.

We can't let Caroline and Phil down like that!

I don't trust Phil any more, Kerry. You shouldn't either.

Oh, you're being completely and utterly ridiculous!

Huh. Just leave it.Huh.

MACHINE BEEPS

Thanks, Mum, but I don't feel it.There's trouble at mill,

I'm telling you.And I keep thinking

I'm about to go into labour.

Hm, it sounds like the Braxton Hicks, darling.

Braxton Hicks? Who does he play for?

Agh, it wasn't funny the first time, Dad.

You've got a few weeks to go yet.

The first ones tend to be late anyway,

according to this baby podcast I've been following.

You subscribed to a baby podcast? Oh, Dad!

Anything for my Evie.

Look who I found hiding in the loft.

Huh! Humphrey!

No way!Mm! I stitched his eye back on.

It's perfect. Thanks, Mum.

What do you think?

"Cease and desist."

What's this for?Next door's wheelie bins.

They can consider themselves served. You're going legal.

I'm sick of them dumping their rubbish in our bins.

Are you sure that's what they're doing?And the rest.

TRUCK BEEPS, MOTOR RUMBLES

OLD-TIME MUSIC PLAYS

Oh, thank you so much for the invitation!

I'd be delighted to join you on your yacht for cocktails.

Shall we say 8.00?

I prefer a gin and fizz.

No, I'm going to be busy at the opera. Oooh! LAUGHTER

Well, that's another one sorted.

Don't you want to hang on to a few pieces?Do not give her the option.

A clear out. That's a clear out! Suzie's right.

And while we're here, we could shift your great-aunt's newspapers.

Just say the word.Might have to hire a lorry.

A fleet of lorries, more like. Oh, stop it, the pair of you.

The mink can go. The newspapers stay.Oh!

Has your great-aunt always been so glamorous?!

Well, she used to be, and then she changed.

But I never knew why.

Oh.

Oh...Aunt Jess.

I'm so sorry.

How clumsy of me.

Here.Oh, nice.

Oops!

How's Isa getting on at uni? Loving it.

She said things have calmed down a bit since Freshers' Week.

What does she get up to?I don't ask her.

LAUGHTER Look at this.

Who's that?I have no idea.

Aunt Jess never married, never had a boyfriend.

She told me she was proudly single her whole life.

Phil?

Dean?

You go first.

No, no.

After you.

For heaven's sake!

Honestly.

The two of you are just behaving...

Huh!Caroline?

Mm. He was with her all these years.

Not years...

..decades.

You dark horse, Great-Aunt Jess.

Judith, you have to find out who he is.

FAINT POLICE SIRENS

POLICE SIRENS

POLICE SIRENS, SPEAKING OVER RADIO

Guys, come to this side of the police tape.

Guys, guys, come to this side of the police tape.

What have we got?A stabbing. Male. Appears to be in his 30s.

Name?Hasn't got any ID on him. No phone, no wallet, no keys.

Not even a receipt from a coffee shop. Pockets are clean.

Murder weapon?There was nothing found at the body,

but the pathologist believes the victim suffered a penetrating

wound to the right kidney. Blade would have been about an inch wide.

Death would have been fast.

Possibly even within seconds, with the internal bleeding.

Do we have a time of death?

She thinks within the last three hours.

Any signs of a struggle?Not that she could see, no.

Anything else?Oh, yeah, just one thing.

There's pollen on his trousers.

Could be something, could be nothing.

I want the whole close searched.

Storm drains, gutters, bins.

And tell the team to look out for the victim's ID.Mm-hm.

Killer might have dumped it.Got it. Where are we up to?

Only two houses in the close are occupied. We've been talking

to the four witnesses who found the victim just after 8am.Names?

So, at 22 Linnet Close, there's Kerry and Dean Butler, both in bed

until 8am. Didn't hear or see anything before that.

It's the same story with Caroline and Phil Wingrove at number 24.

The first time they knew something was wrong

was when they saw the body.Oh, come on.

They all say they've never seen him before.

Well, maybe it's an act for our benefit.

Pfft. That's a bit risky, isn't it?

Killing someone and then leaving them on your own doorstep?

Well, despite what some people might think,

criminals aren't very smart. That's why they end up in jail.

I'll tell you this much, he had money.

Suit's worth at least a grand. A grand?!

If I had spare cash to flash, I wouldn't waste it on clobber.

Yeah, we can tell.

A peaceful weekend away. Nobody getting on my nerves.

Now, that's worth a grin.

Any more updates?Three more posts, all saying the same thing.

The police have locked down Linnet Close.

God bless Facebook community groups.

Oh, hold on. There's a new post. What does it say?

Oh, someone called Graeme says he's got some pallets for sale.

What is it with people always trying to sell pallets?

OK. I've seen Tanika.

We need to get inside the cordon.

There's a little path through the woods round the back.

You know, the dog walkers know all the best shortcuts.

VOICE OVER RADIO

I'm with you. I don't buy it.

How do you mean?

A man with no identity is stabbed first thing in the morning

in a suburban close.

The only four witnesses to the crime

are right next door to the murder,

and yet they all heard and saw nothing.

And they all claim they've never seen the victim before.Exactly.

One of them's lying.Mm.

Or all of them.

And why have these two houses stuck it out when the whole estate

is up for development?

Maybe they're holding out for a better deal!

Hello, Tanika.I don't believe it.

Are you three telepathic or something?

And a good morning to you, Brendan.

Yeah, I remember when these houses were bought up

about five years ago now. Oh, it was all over the papers.

Now, what was the name of that developer? Grace.

Grace... Oh, somebody or other... OK, thanks, but you can't be here.

This is a live crime scene. We've not even identified the victim yet.

Really?He didn't have any ID on him.Interesting. Mm.

Oh, here we go.

I suppose you can tell us who he is.

As a matter of fact...I think I can.

I couldn't help noticing that our friend here is wearing

rather an expensive suit.

Yeah, that's what Jason said.

Ooh, and the stitching on his shoes suggests they're handmade.

Oh, how very gratifying.

I suggest you call George Withers and ask the details of client 1479.

Mm.

Thank you, Judith.How are you?

Well, apart from standing next to a dead body, I'm good, thanks.

And Shamil?Oh, God, he's so excited.

It's the parents' assembly this week,

and Shanti's opening it with a poem.

Oh, Shanti.And did she write it herself?She did.

This particular masterpiece is called The Hedgehog.

Wait, what actually rhymes with hedgehog?

So, the company says the shoes belong to a man named Louis Oldham

from Maidenhead. They're just getting up his details now.

Well done, Mrs Potts.Oh, come on, Brendan.

It's Judith!

Well done...

..Judith.

No, no. That doesn't work.

Hello? Yes, yes, yes. I'm sorry...

OK. I can hire you as civilian advisers.

When I get back to the station, I can sort you out

with accreditation, lanyards...

You...came prepared.

And by the way, the pollen on his trousers...

We're on it. Samples are going to the lab.

..it's ragweed. It gets everywhere when I'm out walking the dogs.

There's loads of it in the woods out there.

I'll tell Alice and Jason to search the woods.

Mm.Thanks.

Well, as Tanika's so busy,

I suggest we make ourselves useful.

Come on.

You see?

I've already told the cops everything we know.

We was in bed till 8 o'clock and we've nothing more to add.

Now, if you don't mind...

Oh.

Shall we try next door?

No, I don't think any of them are going to want to chat to a bunch

of civilian advisers.

Then how about they don't talk to them?

I am still the vicar's wife.

DOOR OPENS Do you want to come through?

It's so lovely to put a name to the face, Mrs Wingrove.

I recognise you from church.Oh, yes.

Our Evie got married at All Saints.

Oh!The vicar did a perfect sermon, not too long or boring.

Not too many bad jokes.Mm!

They had to leave something for the father of the bride to do.

LAUGHTER Walked into that one, didn't I?

Oh, what a beautiful home. Yeah, nice lady with the...wings.

Oh, when we bought the house, we got a local carpenter to make

the staircase and a few other pieces out of reclaimed boat wood,

like our coffee table. Why don't you take a look?

Oh, excuse me, could I use your loo? Uh, yes. It's by the front door.

Thank you.It's how Caroline and I met, through the Bourne End

Sailing Club. Please!

Wow.It's a boat.And a coffee table.

The house felt so impersonal when we moved in.

We wanted to make it feel like a proper home.

Oh, the love you've poured into this place, the memories.

It's no wonder you don't want to leave.It's been a tough few years.

Our home's not just bricks and mortar.

Something Grace Wellingborough doesn't understand.

She talks about community, then destroys perfectly good homes.

I bet she's used every trick in the book to force you out.

She tried. The woman is desperate.

You don't think she would stoop to murder?

No, of course not.

I don't think so.

And how are your neighbours feeling about all this?

Something's going on, judging by the way

they were sniping this morning.

Phil! You sound like an old gossip.

They weren't exactly keeping their voices down.

What time was that?About half seven, a quarter to eight.

A development like this puts everyone under a lot of strain.

Well, Kerry and I still get on. We always have.

We're holding out against Grace together.

How about I make us all a nice pot of tea?

What are you doing in here? DRAWER CLOSES

Oh, sorry. I got drawn in.

Your daughter's so beautiful. Mm.

Inside and out. We got very lucky. Mm. And where is she now?

In the Dordogne. She met a lovely Frenchman called Jean-Claude,

and they're expecting their first baby in a few weeks.

Congratulations!

I couldn't help noticing you're packing up.

Not really!

More of a root-and-branch clear out

so we're ready for a visit from our new grandson.

It's amazing how much rubbish you accumulate over 30 years.

He's going to spoil that baby rotten.

He's already planning a nursery and a playroom.

I'm surprised you're not going over to France,

spend a few weeks with Evie.

We hope to...eventually.

Well, it's been an eventful morning. We could really do with some space.

Oh, of course.

Thank you.

I get the distinct impression they're moving out.Mm.Yeah.

Despite all that flannel about nurseries and playrooms...

WHISPERING:There must be a way of finding out for certain.

How about the developer? Grace Wellingborough.

She'll know.

What now?Well, no time like the present.

I know exactly where her office is.

It's behind the woods, the other side of the close.

Actually, I've got to run. I've got an appointment.

It's too late to cancel.What? What appointment?

Uh, it's parish stuff, duties. It's a task...thing.

It's important.Don't worry.

We'll fill you in if we discover anything interesting.

How curious.Very.

Come on.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

If your press, my thoughts and prayers

are with the victim's families. Other than that, no comment.

No. We are working with the police.

We are looking for the owner of this site.

You're looking at her. Grace Wellingborough.

You've had a tough few years.

It must be a pain not being able to get your hands

on those last two houses.All good things come to those who wait.

A maxim to live by. Although it's only one house now, isn't it?

Phil and Caroline Wingrove have sold.Who told you that?

Well, they did. You know, roundabout way.

Finally! They asked me to keep quiet because of Kerry and Dean,

find the right time to tell them that they're moving to France.

But now, now they'll sell up.And what if they don't?

I'll make sure of it. There's nothing like a dirty great digger

in the back of your garden to concentrate the mind.

Doesn't it bother you, driving people out of their homes?

Driving people out of their homes? Please!

They get above-market rates. Most of the other houses,

they couldn't take the money fast enough.

When you put it like that...

This whole development is going to be carbon neutral,

the apex of future Marlow.

There will be solar panels, proper...proper insulation,

heat pumps. I'm not just throwing houses up. I'm building a vision.

Very impressive. Have you got, like, one of them fancy models

of how it's going to look?Actually, I do. It's in my office.

I'd love to see it.

CHUCKLING After you.

Oh, I have a question, too. The digger...

..do you really control it from that box?

Yeah.Could you show me how it works?

I'll be one minute.OK.

You want to think of this box as the centre of the whole operation.

So this lever here...

SHE CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY

Huh. Cute.

SHE SNIFFS

Oooh!

To the left...This one?

Yeah. OK.

Yeah.

Yeah. Go back.

JUDITH LAUGHS Yeah.

Oh.

SHE READS INDISTINCTLY

That's good.

Oh, extraordinary!

And what does this one do?

Just wait... Wait there, will you?

JUDITH MUMBLES

Um...

Oh. Oh, no Um...

MACHINE BEEPS

Grace?

It seems to have a mind of its own!

Help! Come on...

What are you up to?No, I was... Um...

The, um...Grace!

Don't worry about me. Look!

No. No.

SUZIE WHIMPERS

Press the red button!

Lever on the left!

Oh, no!

ENGINE SHUTS DOWN

I couldn't stop it.

Oh!

Too close for comfort. Oh, God.

Give.I'm so terribly sorry.

I must have pressed the wrong button.

That's why I do all the driving. Come on.

Have you found some ragweed? Yeah, looks like it.

Yeah, let's start here. Just be careful.Yeah.

VOICES OVER RADIO

Alice! I found his wallet!Yeah?

Looks like the killer dumped Louis's stuff.Really?

And we've got ragweed.

And you see those branches, the way they've been snapped off?

And how the ground's all flattened?

Louis Oldham was killed here, and then his body was moved

to the close.

I'll call it in.

Any more thoughts on your great-aunt's mystery boyfriend?

We don't really know he was her boyfriend.

He was her boyfriend.All her old letters are in that bureau.

I'll have a dig around when I get a moment, see what I can find.

Hi, ladies.Oh, there you are. Yes, here I am.

Did you get your... What was it? .."thing" done?I did.

How did you get on with the property developer?

We got everything we needed. Suzie was so clever.

Grace Wellingborough is behind in all sorts of payments to the bank.

Oh, she's in debt!Mm. Hanging by a thread.

These kind of developments have huge up-front costs, and she's had years

of delays, so money must be tight. Where did you get that?

Oh, that's his work website.

Louis Oldham's Head of Accounts for a loans company.

So someone who fixes loans has been killed,

and we have a property developer who's drowning in debt.

You've got it in one.What do you think?

Why did no-one see anything or hear anything?

OK, looks like we've discovered why no-one in the only two occupied

houses in the close heard or saw the murder this morning.

Our victim was killed in the woods. And then, what?

His body was moved to the close?

JUDITH:How fascinating!

No.DS Malik has hired us as civilian advisers.

Again.

Oh, don't worry. You carry on. You won't notice us.

Yes, if you could just stay near the back.

We'll be as quiet as mice.

You won't hear so much as a peep from us.

So, if our victim was killed in the woods, why was his body

then moved and dumped in the close? Well, it's a message, isn't it?

To the last four residents on the close.

Or a warning.Well, it could just as easily be a warning...I think...

Thank you, ladies.

What else do we know about the residents?

Well, we've got Caroline and Phil Wingrove.

She's a retired magistrate, he's the clerk of Marlow Town Council.

Next door, we have Kerry and Dean Butler.

He runs a carpentry company, sole trader, and she's a nurse

in a care home.

I've run all their names, and there's no flags on any of them.

I've been going through Dean Butler's financials.

He's taken out three personal loans in the last six months.

He's up-to-date with payments, but it looks

like his business is struggling.

And it also looks like Dean and Kerry lied

about their movements this morning.

Dean said they didn't wake up until 8am, but Phil heard them

having a stand-up row in their garden at 7.45.

Did he say what it was about?

He just said they were sniping at each other.

What do we have on the developer, Grace Wellingborough?

Well, when I spoke to her, she said she was in her office, on the phone

to her supplier at the time of death.

Now, I'd double-check that, Jason. She's another one

up to her eyeballs in debt. Which is interesting, isn't it?

Grace has money problems, as does Dean,

and Louis worked for a loans company.

What do we know about the victim? Judith, do you mind?

What do we know about the victim?

Very little.

He was single, luxury apartment in Maidenhead. But no close family,

no record and no links to Marlow. So what was he doing here?

We've been able to pull some CCTV, got a bit of a timeline. Hold on.

There he is.

He arrived in Marlow at 6.55am on the train from Maidenhead.

He's travelling alone.Mm. With no luggage either.

Well, he wasn't expecting to stay long.

We pick him up again...on the doorbell camera,

12 minutes later, heading towards the close.

Yep. He knows where he's going. And that's it.

What time was he killed?

Uh, somewhere between 7.30 and 8am.

So, Louis Oldham, a man with zero connection to Marlow, arrives

on the train, goes straight to the woods behind Linnet Close,

and then within minutes of arriving, he's brutally murdered and his body

is dumped in front of two houses that he also

doesn't have any connection to.

Yeah, but he could have just been killed by some random psycho.

He wasn't.

There is a connection between our victim and those four people.

His body wasn't just left to be found in the woods.

It wasn't dumped somewhere else. It was placed deliberately

and with purpose in front of their houses.

Why?

OK, let's start with Louis Oldham. Who was he?

Why was he in Marlow this morning?

And what links does he have to the four people in the close?

And us?You've given us some great leads.

Lay low until I have something for you.

PHONE RINGS

Morning, ma'am.

I've never really thought of us as the laying-low types. Have you?

Yes, we're looking into all potential suspects now.

What do you want now?

My husband's at work, and he's already said...

We know you lied to the police.

This used to be a great place to live, and then people

started selling up.But you weren't tempted?

This is my home. Why should I sell it?

Because someone wants to make a fortune?

You told officers that you woke at 8.00. But you were, in fact,

in the garden, arguing with your husband at a quarter to eight.

Phil.

Well, what difference does it make, anyway?

Well, it means you might have heard or witnessed the murder

of Louis Oldham. Or maybe one of you carried it out.

But we didn't.Then why lie?

Dean said it would just be easier.

What was the argument about? Nothing!

Dean's starting to think we should sell up, but he knows I won't.

Caroline said you both get on.

Yeah. Yeah, we're close in our own way.

We tell each other stuff. We've known each other, oh, 16 years or so.

And Phil?Well, him and Dean used to be close,

but it's all gone a bit downhill.

Ahem.What?

Caroline and Phil are leaving.

No, that's impossible. We had a pact.

Grace Wellingborough confirmed it. Well, then she's lying,

because that's what she does to try and get us to fall out.

I'm so sorry, but they're moving to France to be with their daughter.

No!

No, she can't!

Can you go now?

Just one last question.

Do you or your husband ever go into the woods behind the close?

Why?The police think that's where Mr Oldham was killed.

And then was moved here.How?

What do you mean?Well, I'm a nurse.

Have you any idea how much a body weighs?

Your husband must be very strong.

You know, all that joinery work.

Dean?

No, he wouldn't hurt a fly. No way.

He doesn't have it in him.

You have to believe me.

Does anyone else feel the lady doth protest too much?

She's got a point about moving the body.

Well, you don't think it can be done?

Whenever someone faints during service, they're impossible to move.

What, is that a thing? How often do people faint?

There's a lot of standing up.

Good afternoon, Mr Wingrove.Huh.

Good afternoon, ladies.You've been playing cricket.

Didn't exactly trouble the scorers, but nice to get some fresh air.

Do you often cut through there?

Of course.

It's the quickest way to Marlow Cricket Club.

We were talking with Kerry before.

I am so sorry to hear that you and Dean have fallen out.

You think you know someone, but you never do, do you?Mm-mm.

And what changed?

Huh. A few months ago, Dean started causing problems with the bins.No.

Find me two neighbours who are not in the middle of bin wars,

because I know I am. Ha-ha-ha.What are you dealing with?

PHIL DROPS BAG My neighbour puts my bins back into my garden

before they've been emptied! Rude!

I can beat that. Dean's started dumping his rubbish in our bins.

No. That's out of order.It gets worse.

Lately, he's even shoved rotting chicken carcases in our drains.

Bins, drains...

Where will it end?

Surely you're not saying Dean's... Killer? Why not?

He's certainly capable.

Did you say that you found rotting chickens in your drains?

Yes. Why?

DOOR SHUTS

Excuse me!

Why aren't you picking up?!

So when were you going to tell me you were off?Hey...

Ah, so the news is out. It's for the best.

Couldn't keep it a secret forever.

When were you guys going to tell us you were buggering off?!

Please, Kerry. I was waiting for the right time.

So, whereabouts in France are you moving to?

KERRY:I can't believe you're being so selfish!The Dordogne, Monpazier.

Oh, lovely.CAROLINE:Please, can you keep your voice down?

I think I'd better go and see if I can restore Entente Cordiale.

KERRY:How could you do this after everything that I have done for you?

Ladies, always a pleasure. Always a pleasure.Au revoir.

We just want to be close to Evie.

If we're saying the killer was strong,

then I reckon you get a fair few muscles from hitting a cricket ball.

You think that Phil could have carried the body?

But don't forget what Kerry said. It's hard to move a body.

Well, someone did.

I've got an idea.

Why don't we find out for ourselves?

You just have to pretend to be a corpse.

Suzie, you see if you can pick him up.Yeah.

I'd rather you didn't call me a corpse.Sorry, Colin.

The reverend corpse?Thank you. That's more like it.

CLAPPING All right! Let's do this!

Aghhh! Hold on. Let's get this over...

Now I lift you.

Agh! Aghhh! Aghhh!

Oh! Sorry!

I'm not that heavy, am I?Oh, don't worry.

It's because you're dead weight.

Dead weight is not much better than corpse. LAUGHTER

Right. I have got this. We are going.

Come on!Oh, wait. No. That's cheating.What?

There would have been signs on the victim's body

if he'd been dragged through the woods.

Wait. So, if I can get some, um...

Yeah, yeah.If I can get some... ..purchase in this.

Let's go! Agh!

No, no.

GIRL WHISPERING:Weirdo.Huh. Well, then I give up.

It can't be done.But that's the point! It was done!

Do you mind if we leave it there?

There's somewhere I've got to be at 7.30.Of course.

Can you show yourselves out?

Where are you off to?Uh, it's nothing. It's just an art class.

Oh, the one in the old auction house? Yeah, I got that leaflet.

Chiltern Arts. I've been doing Zumba there.

Have you?Yeah! And Brazilian drumming. I love it.

Oh, marvellous. Bet you've got more time now that Zeta's away.

Yep. Yeah, every day is an adventure.

Seize the day and all that. You know, try something new.

Like an art class! Why don't we join you?

Uh, what?Well, the art class sounds fun.

Don't you think it sounds fun? I think it sounds like lots of fun.

I think you have to book it in advance. What a shame.

No, no. The leaflet said that all the sessions are drop-ins.

Are they? Well...great.

Can I get up now?

KNOCKING Knock, knock. So we've spoken to his boss.

Louis was conscientious and reliable.

So that's hardly what we're looking for.

And there's nothing in his phone records,

emails, socials that indicate any contact with the Wingroves,

Butlers or Grace Wellingborough.OK.

Tell the team I need a few more hours from them tonight.OK.

DIAL TONE VOICE OVER PHONE:Hello?

Hey. How are you doing?Good, good, good.

Can I speak to Shanti?Yeah, she's here.

Mummy!Hey, peanut!How are you doing?

Oh, I'm great. I told Judith and Suzie all about your poem.

They're very excited to find out what rhymes with Hedgehog.

You'll see at my assembly.

KNOCKING A witness called, saw someone matching

Phil Wingrove's description chucking something in the river today.Mummy?

Sorry, sweetie. I'm listening. Just...hang on.

Contact the underwater search and rescue unit.

Tell them to comb the area. That could be our murder weapon.Got it.

Peanut, I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to go.OK.

Bye, Mummy.I love you.

I can't remember the last time I picked up a paint brush.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Welcome, everyone, to Still Life, Deep waters. I'm your tutor, Daniel.

Hi.Good evening.Hi, Daniel. Ooh-la-la.

This week, think less about memorialising the flowers' presence.

Instead, explore the layers of symbolism and emotion.OK.

Let each stroke of your brush whisper profound truths.

JUDITH SNICKERS, COUGHS

Sorry. Travel sweet went down the wrong way. I'll be fine though.

OK.Shall we begin?

Any more thoughts after this morning?

No. I'm happy.No pressure.

JUDITH LAUGHS

Will you show me yours?

You promise you won't laugh?Of course not.

Oh! Well, you very definitely captured what Daniel would call

the soul of the flowers!

The soul of the flowers! I like it.

Well, come on then. I showed you mine.

Oh, now, that's clever. You didn't even paint the flowers!

Well, what are you talking about?

My work whispers the profound truths of the universe.

SUZIE CHUCKLES

So, Becks and Daniel, what was that all about?

Do you think it was him she went to see this morning?

Yeah, it was him.She wouldn't!No!

Of course not.Not Becks.

Oh.

Aunt Jess.

Oh!

Oh, Jasper. She kept them all.

JUDITH CHUCKLES

Huh!

WHISPERING: Oh, my.

Are you OK, love?

Yeah, fine.

What about you?Yeah.

Don't stay up too late.

Well, Kerry and I still get on.

Tell each other stuff.

We've nothing more to add.

You think you know someone, but you never do, do you?

After everything that I have done for you!

CAT PURRS

Tonika, it's Judith.

There's something we're missing about those two families.

There's something else going on in that close beyond the murder

of Louis Alderman. I'm convinced of it.

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