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♪ Let's build our dreams together

♪ Let's make our lives much better

♪ we've been together for so many years

♪ one must believe each other in sorrow... ♪

Please, everybody, gather round.

Please welcome a man with fond memories

of Miracles Children's Home, Mr Vincent Petit.

Andrina?

She's arrived.

Are you sure you're OK with her staying in my guest room?

It was her choice.

It's good to be back.

You know, I wouldn't have started my own business,

VP Island Construction,

without all the lessons I learned from living at Miracles.

When I first came here...

... I ... I wanted to run for the hills.

Someone here...

...taught me how to be resilient,

resourceful and brave.

Thank you, Miss Laforge.

I owe you and Miracles so much.

Now, I know there must be some kids here

who feel lost and lonely.

I get it.

I was you.

But I'm proof that things really can get better...

...and that's why I 'm asking everyone to make a donation

and ensure Miracles is always here for the island's children

so they can achieve their full potential, just like me.

Thank you.

Excellent speech, Vincent.

Well, let's hope it encourages a few people to open up their wallets.

Vincent!

It's so good to see you back after all this time.

Yeah, I should have done it sooner.

Do you mind if I take a look around the old place? Of course not.

You go right ahead.

You must be very proud of him.

Makes it all worthwhile,

knowing you helped someone find their place in the world.

I better go and mingle. I'll see you at the raffle draw.

So, at what time are you meeting Andrina?

Seven.

It's OK to be nervous, Selwyn.

She'll be nervous, too.

It's not nerves. It's a natural hesitancy.

Sergeant. Officers. Good afternoon, Commissioner.

Catherine.

This is quite the party.

It's a shame the Inspector is not here, though.

He says he needs to get the shack ready for Sophie arriving.

Ah!

Well, Marlon has really thrown himself into it.

Haven't you, Marlon?

Just doing my bit for community policing, sir.

You certainly are.

Hi.

I am literally the worst sales person ever. What?

I've sold, like, five raffle tickets.

Can I just dump this thing and hide in my room till this is over?

You could, but remember what we said in your last counselling session.

You need to stop... Avoiding social situations.

Mm-hm..

Here...

...give me 20.

That should keep Marianne happy.

Roy!

Long time, man.

That was a good speech you gave.

I should have told everyone about the time

we stole them beers and got wasted in the attic.

Remember that? Yes.

I was proper sick.

Get you anything?

Yeah, I'll go for a beer.

Nice.

All right, see you 'round, Roy. Mm.

Everybody, get your tickets ready.

Here to draw the numbers are Saint Marie Police Commissioner

Selwyn Patterson...

...and manager of Miracles, Marianne Laforge.

She must be inside. I'll go get her.

Marianne?

Oh, my God !

Help! Help!

No!

I need help! Someone!

She must have gone this way!

Miss Laforge!

Miss Laforge, it's the police!

Come on, tiger boy. Get a move on!

Stop!

I am sick and tired of playing hide and seek, Miss Laforge.

Aren't you?

Sir.

Officer Pryce and Training Officer Curtis

have our suspect, Marianne Laforge, in custody.

What exactly did Dr Molyneaux say happened here?

Miss Laforge was discovered standing over the victim,

holding a knife in her hand.

She then dropped the knife and ran.

When we apprehended her,

she admitted that she'd stabbed Vincent Petit.

Vincent was a teenager at the home.

He was a real Miracles success story.

He owned VP lsland Construction,

one of the island's biggest construction firms.

I invited him here personally on behaff of the Board of Trustees.

This was the first time he'd been back here since he left.

Not the homecoming he was expecting.

He's got a single stab wound to the chest just below the heart

and a nasty defensive wound on his right hand.

Smells like whisky, but... It's empty.

So, do you have any idea why Marianne would want to kill him?

None.

She seemed happy to see Vincent.

To tell you the truth, I'm struggling to comprehend

why any of this has happened.

I don't understand it.

Marianne was excited about today,

seeing Vincent again after all these years.

So there was no grievance between the victim and Mr Laforge

that you were aware of? I have known Marianne since I was a kid.

She couldn't kill anyone. She doesn't have a temper to lose.

OK. Thank you.

We are struggling to make sense of it.

Everyone is just in shock now.

Let's leave Marlon and Darlene to process the crime scene.

Sir, I think it's time we update the Inspector.

And we need to go and speak to our suspect.

I keep playing it over my head.

What have I done?

Erm...

...Marianne,

just talk us through it slowly from the beginning.

Do you remember what you were doing inside the hut with Vincent?

I'd gone to get some more paper plates for the barbecue.

When I got to the rec room, Vincent was there.

He'd been drinking -

I could smell it on his breath.

I think being back at Miracles had brought back some bad memories.

In what way?

Vincent lost his parents when he was 17...

. .that's why he came to us.

He was a very hurt and angry young man.

And despite what he said in that speech today...

. . he was never happy at the home.

I don't think he ever really made his peace

with his mum and dad dying when he was so young.

So what happened this afternoon?

He just seemed so angry all of a sudden,

like it had all come to the surface again,

saying how much he hated being back there,

hated me, everything about the place.

And that's when he came at me.

He attacked you?

I was scared what he might do, so I grabbed the knife and...

. . I don't know how...

I didn't mean to stab him.

I just wanted him to stop coming at me.

I didn't mean to do it,

Really, I didn't.

I'm so sorry.

So, we're looking at self-defence?

I suppose that makes a little more sense of it all, don't you think?

Well, it does make sense up to a point,

but then at that point it stops making sense,

if you see what I mean.

Explain yourseff, lnspector.

Well, I can believe everything that we just heard in there,

apart from one tiny thing.

Which is what, sir?

Marianne Laforge has run a children's home

for the best part of her life.

I actually know a bit about this because my mum's a youth worker

and you can get kids with anger issues,

you can get kids who are sometimes violent, but you become an expert

in managing conflict, in defusing a situation instead of inflaming it.

I just find it odd that Marianne's first instinct was to grab a knife

to defend herself.

So, then, what did happen?

Well, either she knew exactly what she was doing

and committed out-and-out murder... I find that very hard to believe.

Me, too. Or someone else killed Vincent Petit

and Marianne is covering for them. Exactly.

I 've got to go, but please keep me abreast

of any developments on the case. Yes, sir.

So where do we go from here, sir?

Well, we'll see what the lab results bring in in the morning.

Meanwhile, I want us to start with looking into the victim,

Vincent Petit.

He came back to Miracles Children's Home for the first time

since he left 20 years ago and someone decided to murder him -

I want to know why.

Yeah, I know, Mum.

I know it's a big thing for him.

No, I'm not going to scare him off!

No, I just...

Look, I just want him to be open and honest with me, that's all.

Depends on what...

Oh. Erm...

Erm, yeah, I better go.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right. I'll call you tomorrow.

Andrina?

Hi.

Erm... Yeah.

Erm, would you like...? Yeah.

I spent the last 20 minutes worrying about whether I go for the handshake

or the hug.

Handshakets a good call.

don't want to get ahead of ourselves, do we?

Erm, how are you settling in at Catherine's? Oh, good.

Yeah, she's. . . She's taking real good care of me.

She gave me a rum for Dutch courage before I got here.

So, erm, how shall do this, then?

Erm...

l suppose, erm...

Do you have...

...any questions you'd like me to answer?

Erm...

I mean...

Yeah, I guess I do.

OK, so what would you like to know?

And what time do you get here?

You know, I can't believe we're actually doing this.

No, no second thoughts at all.

don't forget, I will not be around much tomorrow

because...

. . I have my Sergeantts exam.

Of course we wouldn't forget.

Here.

Just a little good luck card from all of us.

Thanks.

Well, I'm going to cram in a few more hours of revision,

get an early night's sleep,

and I guess I'll see you on the other side.

Well, I suppose I'd better go and make some more room

in my sock drawer.

OK. See you when you get here.

Sophie.

She's booked a flight. She arrives the day after tomorrow.

That is so exciting, sir.

I travelled a little in my 20s, but Saint Marie is where my heart lies -

always will. l'm sure your mother has told you

about how much this island means to me.

I've only been here a day and I can tell.

It's special.

So, have you got any questions for me?

Erm...

Nothing?

You're a journalist - Maggie said.

I had no intention of following in Mumts footsteps,

well, not at first.

And, well, I definitely didn't get the cop gene from you.

Wound up doing history of art at uni,

which is of no use to anyone, but...

. . I got involved with a student newspaper and...

. . it kind of dawned on me why...

So got a post-grad and...

Selwyn.

Dessert?

Dessert?

Erm...

Not for me, thanks.

Coffee?

Erm, no.

Er...just the bill, please.

Erm...

We can talk again tomorrow.

You said you wanted to see more of the island.

I can drive us.

Sure.

Yeah, that's a good idea. I'd love to see more of the island.

So...

Erm. . . I almost forgot.

I brought you some photos of me as a kid growing up.

I just thought you'd like to...

. . have a look. Thank you.

OK.

Morning, sir.

Commissioner?

Take a seat, Officer Pryce.

OK.

That's, erm. . . That's Mr Ribbit.

Mr Ribbit?

My lucky frog.

You have three hours to complete the exam, Officer Pryce.

You may start...

...now.

Erm, Commissioner...

. . phone calls are not allowed during the examination.

It's against the rules, sir.

I know that. l wrote the rules.

Selwyn, itts Andrina.

I know we were going to spend some time together this afternoon,

but I think, erm...

Can we take a rain check on that?

Morning, sir. Naomi.

I thought you'd want to see this. From the lab.

It confirms Marianne's fingerprints all over the knife

she dropped at the crime scene.

They also confirm the blood on the blade belongs to the victim, but...

The knife's blade is too big to have made the fatal wound.

So this wasn't the knife that was used to stab Vincent Petit? No.

So where's the one that did?

Those results, they must be wrong.

The knife I had, it was the same one I used to...

To stab Vincent Petit?

Yes!

I swear to you, it was.

But it can't be.

It's a physical impossibility that this knife here

created a wound the size of the one that was left on Vincent's body.

Miss Laforge...

...are you covering for someone? Is that what this is all about?

Someone else stabbed Vincent and you're trying to protect them.

No.

I'm not, all right?

And until you accept what I am saying,

there's nothing more to talk about.

If Marianne is covering, then the killer has to be someone

who was at the Miracles fundraiser yesterday.

Well, this is everyone we know of.

It's like a giant game of Guess Who?

All right, who shall we focus in on first?

Who might have motive to have stabbed the victim?

I think I might know where to start.

Darlene and I were doing some background on Vincent Petit,

like you asked... Yeah. ..and we got hold of his old file from the time

he was at the home 20 years ago.

There was an incident shortly before Vincent left

between him and Roy Hamilton.

He's the janitor, isn't he?

But he was a resident himself from the age of 12.

They had a fight, ended with Vincent pushing Roy down the stairs.

He was in the hospital for close to three months -

that's how he injured his leg.

By the time Roy got back to the home, Vincent had already left,

so they never made amends.

And this is the first time they've seen each other since?

Hey, Darlene. Got something?

I found this rolled up and shoved down the back of a filing cabinet

in Mr Hamilton's office.

Looks like someone used it to wipe the blood off their hands.

There's a whole box of these T-shirts next to his desk.

Just up here.

What's he saying?

He denies putting it there.

I'll dust the cabinet for prints, see what that shows. OK.

I already told you, officer, I really don't know how it got there.

It wasn't me who did it.

But you do have a difficult past with the victim, don't you?

Seriously, you think I would murder Vince for what he did to me

20 years after it happened?

But the first time the both of you cross paths since Mr Petit

left here he winds up dead.

And it wasn't just some teenage scuffle you had,

you were left with a lifelong injury.

He didn't mean to do it.

How did the fight come about?

A girl.

It was over some girl he was seeing.

A girl?

You were jealous?

Frustrated.

We'd become good pals, me and him. Close, you know?

Then he started sneaking off all the time to go and see her -

never wanted to hang out with me.

Growing up in a place like this, friends become important.

How did the fight come about?

He had caught me trying to follow him when he had gone to meet her,

said I was interfering, being too clingy.

Just blew up over nothing.

And how did you feel, seeing him yesterday?

Was the anger still there?

It was, wasn't it?

Maybe.

But I didn't want to kill him.

I just wanted him to say sorry, that's all.

Erm, Commissioner...

. . I think I'm done.

Are you sure? You still have haff an hour left.

I'm sure. Very well.

Then you may go.

I reckon, erm...

. .Mr Ribbit had an off day.

Sir, Sarge, I've got something for you.

So, l managed to lift some fingerprints off of the top

and the back of the filing cabinet,

they even had traces of blood in them.

So they definitely belonged to whoever put the T-shirt there.

And did you get a match? Yep.

17-year-old josephine Porter.

She's got a charge for trespassing and criminal damage.

She was at the fundraiser yesterday. She's a resident at Miracles.

And that's not all of it.

The criminal damage charge was from a month ago,

when she broke into a building site and started vandalising the place.

Let me guess, the building site was one of VP Island Construction's

developments. Exactly that.

We're getting close to the truth now, Marianne.

Our DS is on the way to interview Josephine about this as we speak.

Don't make things any harder for her than they need to be.

So, I'll ask you for a second time,

are you covering for someone?

Is it Josephine?

You need to promise me you'll look after her.

She's just a girl,

only 17.

We'll do what we can to help her,

but you need to start telling us the truth right now.

When I saw what shetd done, I ...

. . I just couldn't let her ruin her life.

Josephinets father died in an accident...

. .at a VP Island Construction building site a year ago.

I don't know why, but she had got it in her head

that Vincent was directly responsible,

that certain safety measures hadn't been followed.

There'd been a cover-up.

Is there any truth to that?

Not as far as I'm aware.

And you believe that's why she stabbed him? I know it was.

All right.

What exactly happened yesterday?

I was running late for the raffle, so I was hurrying past the rec room

when I heard raised voices,

so I took a look to see what was going on.

You don't understand...

I couldn't really hear what they were saying

and, before I could do anything, it just...

. . happened.

Josephine, she. . . She just stabbed him.

I wanted to run in and stop it all, but that's when I saw Billy.

Billy? Billy Morris,

one of the kids at the home.

Hey, Marianne.

And I couldn't let him see what was going on,

so I led him away and told him to go and watch the raffle.

I rushed back to the rec room...

. . but, when I got there, he was dead.

Vincent was dead.

I could hear Mayor Bordey outside calling my name,

so I picked up the knife and rubbed Josephinets prints off it.

It doesn't matter what they've done,

it's my job to look after these kids.

What else was I supposed to do?

That's why Josephine attacked him.

Yeah, the thing is, it's that damn knife again, Naomi.

If Marianne picked up the knife at the scene, the one that Josephine

dropped, then why doesn't it match the wound on the victim?

Maybe Josephine can provide some answers-

Let me know what she says.

Good afternoon, Dr Molyneaux. Afternoon, DS Thomas.

Josephine's inside, Sarge.

Shets only 17,

so I'll need to be present while you're speaking to her.

I know you think l murdered Vincent, but you're wrong.

But, Josephine, Marianne saw you do it.

Well, then, she didn't see everything

because l didn't kill him.

He was alive when l left him there.

Why don't you talk me through it?

I didn't know what I was going to do.

But then l saw him giving that speech,

saying what a success he'd made of his life.

No shame or regret for what he did to my dad.

I know there must be some kids here who feel lost.

So l waited until he was on his own and I told him who I was.

Vincent, do you remember Malcolm Porter?

He was my father.

When l told him what he'd done, he just kept making excuses.

It's not as simple as that.

He kept telling me l'd got it wrong, but I hadn't.

I know what he did.

So l grabbed the knife next to the boxes.

I didn't even think about it. I just took it.

And then what happened?

We can take a break if you want.

No.

They need to hear the truth.

I attacked him with the knife.

No, don't! Please! He stopped it with both his hands.

Don't ruin your life like this. Stopped it going in.

When l looked at him, there was something in his eyes.

He looked broken...

...just like me.

So l dropped the knife and ran.

Can you describe the knife?

It was...it was just a kitchen knife.

It had, like, a wooden handle...

...where he had been using it to cut open boxes.

Is that all you need to know?

One more thing, Josephine,

why do you believe there was a cover-up of your father's death?

I just know...

...all right? l know.

I think we should leave it there, Sergeant.

OK, let me get this straight.

So Marianne was actually covering for Josephine Potter,

who attacked Vincent in the rec room,

but Josephine is saying that she didn't actually kill him,

which is possibly true because there is no way

that that knife can be the murder weapon?

Yeah, that just about sums it up.

Right.

Well, that's quite the day you've all had since I tve been gone.

But what this all means is that there was a short window,

just a few minutes, in which Vincent was actually murdered

with a different knife. Just after his confrontation with Josephine.

But before Marianne returned to find him dead.

So, in many ways, we are right back where we started - not knowing

who did it or why they did it.

Or where the weapon is that was used to do it.

I searched that children's home high and low,

checked every knife in the building,

not one of them had any traces of blood on it.

Somewhere out there is the knife that was used to kill Vincent Petit.

Where did it disappear to?

Hey, Mummy!

Andrina?

Selwyn.

I got your message.

Yeah, sorry about that. I just, erm...

I didn't feel like spending the afternoon with you.

I see.

Did l do something wrong?

You really don't get it, do you?

Why don't we take a walk?

Hmm?

I apologise if l misjudged things in any way,

but this is all very new to me, you must understand that.

Yeah, of course I do. It is for both of us.

But I just get the feeling that this isntt as important to you

as it is to me. That's not...

l ... l ... Come on.

We are only here because I made the effort.

When I first wrote to you, you didn't even reply.

I needed time to work out how I felt about all this.

What is there to work out? You have a daughter -

either you want to get to know her or you don't.

It's not as simple as that. Yes, it is.

The fact is, youtve not shown any interest in me at any point.

I mean, have you even looked at the photos I gave you?

The photos of your own daughter as a child.

You just don't want any part of this, do you?

What a complete waste of time.

Morning, Sarge. Morning.

So, you think you've found our missing knife?

Mm-hm. We got called here last night by the mother of the little girl

who came across it.

She discovered it here about an hour after her birthday party.

Her mother was completely freaked out.

It's a heck of a birthday surprise.

The results came in first thing this morning.

There are no fingerprints other than those of the little girl.

But the knife has Vincent Petitts blood on it,

and the blade is a perfect match to the fatal wound.

So it looks like this is definitely our murder weapon.

Mm-hm.

But what's it doing here of all places?

So the murder weapon was found here, at the little girl's party,

at the northeast of the islands.

Which is, what, 15 miles away from Miracles? Mm-hm.

Marlon and Darlene are canvassing the neighbours to see if they saw

anyone with a knife or just acting suspicious.

They're also getting a list of everyone who attended the party.

Good.

While they do that, shall we go give the victim's house a once-over?

For a millionaire, Vincent Petit lived like a monk.

Yeah, the place is pretty minimal.

I get the impression he didn't have much time in his life

for anything other than work.

Sir.

Take a look at these.

Diazepam? Sir Vincent was suffering from anxiety?

There are more bottles in the kitchen, but take a look at

the name of the doctor who prescribed it.

Dr Claire Molyneaux.

I checked and she has her own private practice here in Honore.

So Vincent was getting counselling from Dr Molyneaux.

Why wouldn't she mention that?

I'll go phone her practice and find out for sure. Yeah.

OK. Thank you.

Sir, I just spoke to Dr Molyneaux's secretary and she was very chatty.

She gave you something?

Turns out, a few days before he was murdered,

Vincent stormed into the doctor's office and he was fuming.

You broke my confidentiality!

Did the secretary have any idea what it was about specifically?

Word got back to Mr Petit that the reason Josephine Porter vandalised

his building sites was because she blamed him for her father's death.

So, what, Dr Molyneaux told Josephine

that Vincent was responsible?

I'm going to get you fired,

whatever it takes.

He was threatening to report her

to the Association for Counselling and Psychotherapy.

Dr Molyneaux, we'd like to ask you a few questions

about Vincent Petit and Josephine Porter.

Vincent had told me that he was drinking,

seff-medicating,

in a daze haff the time.

He was behind schedule, cut corners on safety.

Some scaffolding collapsed, killing josephine's father.

Vincent then paid big money to cover up his mistake.

And he told you all of that in confidence?

Yes, l know.

What l did was unorthodox,

but josephine was a child desperately searching for answers

about what happened to her father.

I had urged Vincent to tell her...

...but he wouldn't.

So you did?

That's a flagrant breach of ethics.

I didn't set out to -

it just came out.

And josephine was in tears.

I ...

l just wanted to help her.

Dr Molyneaux, why was Vincent getting counselling?

He was troubled.

A lot of unresolved issues from his childhood.

I assume that's not uncommon in children

who lose their parents at an early age.

Although it seemed to have more to do with a relationship

he had when he was 17, a girl he'd been seeing.

He never quite seemed able to move on from it.

That's why Vincent had begun using drink and drugs,

to numb the pain.

This girl must have really got under his skin, huh?

Any idea who she was or where she lived?

He said she went to a nearby school, not far from Miracles.

St Theresa's. Did he ever give you a name?

Emily.

Erm...

Emily Solomon.

Anything else you might remember?

Not that l can think of,

but l record all my counselling sessions.

I can give you the tapes.

If there's anything l've forgot, it'll be on there.

It's odd, isn't it?

That Vincent's teenage romance would continue to have

such a hold over him 20 years later.

Do you think it's a coincidence that, just as he was starting

to deal with it in therapy, he decides to make his first visit

back to Miracles? No.

I think it's worth pursuing.

Why don't I see what I can dig up on Emily Solomon?

Good idea. I'm going to head back to the shack and start working

through Dr Molyneaux's recordings.

Inspector, Sarge, we've spoken to all the neighbours.

No-one saw anything suspicious the afternoon of the birthday party.

It's so random the knife even ended up there.

We've got a list of everyone who was at the little girl's party,

so we'll start calling them now.

Oh!

And l brought you these.

Just a little thank you from the birthday girl's mother.

Chocolate buttons, a bit of cake...

...and a balloon.

Solid party bag, that.

Evening, Selwyn.

If you're looking for Andrina, she went out.

She wanted to hear some local music, so I suggested Babette's Bar.

Maybe you could join her?

I'm not sure l'd be welcome.

Andrina...

...told me things haven't been too easy.

She seems very angry with me

and l'm not wholly sure what I've done wrong.

Really?!

Yes, really.

Come on, Selwyn.

You know you're keeping her at a distance,

you have been since Maggie first told you.

I ...

l just don't want to rush into this.

It may end up causing more hurt in the long run.

And who is it you're really protecting,

her or you? Both of us.

If you have something to say, then just say it.

OK.

I think you're scared.

And all of this bluster, it's an act,

so you don't have to engage

because it would lead to you actually feeling something.

Excuse me, I have customers to serve.

Morning, Leon. Hey.

Anything for us? Erm...

just this.

Oh, my exam results.

Bye. Thank you.

Emily always wanted to keep our relationship a secret,

but I wanted to tell the world.

It used to make me feel so frustrated.

What do you feel now, looking back?

Whoa! Sorry, Harry.

For a long time, I felt. . . You all right?

. .Confused within myself, you know?

But coming here and talking,

I've started to realise I wasn't the one in the wrong -

she was.

That's why I feel I need to move on, you know?

We used to go to this place called Lausanne Bay

when there was no-one around -

so many memories of that place.

We used to go to this place called Lausanne Bay

when there was no-one around.

So many memories of that place.

Morning, sir. Hey.

I tried calling a couple of times but there was no answer.

I can't find my phone anywhere - I must have lost it.

Well, I wanted to let you know that I 've checked into Emily Solomon.

Oh, yeah? It's a funny one, sir.

I couldn't find her on the records at St Theresa's.

I thought maybe Dr Molyneaux gave us the wrong name.

But then I checked with the General Registrar,

and there was no baby born with that name

on Saint Marie between 1980 and 1990.

Then he started sneaking off all the time to go and see her.

So who was Vincent's girlfriend?

We need to go back to his house -

there's something I want to check out.

So, come on.

Did you get your exam results this morning?

Oh, no. No, the post hadn't been yet.

But I tll probably get it later.

Well, make sure you text me straight away, OK? Of course.

Morning. Morning. Morning.

Lausanne Bay.

Vincent mentioned this place during one of his therapy sessions

with Dr Molyneaux.

He said he used to go there with his girlfriend, Emily, but...

...why would you keep a postcard of a place you claimed to go to

with a girlfriend who seemingly didn't exist?

Oh, what's that, sir? Is that a letter?

And now it all makes sense.

It was over some girl he was seeing.

A lot of unresolved issues from his childhood.

That's why I feel I need to move on.

He was alive when l left him there.

It's so random.

You're right, Marlon, it is random.

I didn't actually say anything just then, sir.

But maybe that's the point. Maybe it isn't the point.

Maybe it's just a convenient accident.

What is, sir?

The guests at the little girl's party, did you speak to them all?

Phoned every single one of them.

And did any of them attend the fundraiser

at the Miracles Children's Home two days prior? Not one of them, sir.

The closest we came to a connection was the birthday girl's aunt,

said she drove up into the hills nearby to walk the dogs.

Parks up there every weekend. The same day Vincent was murdered?

That's what she said.

That's it.

There was a dog walker.

I don't know why I didn't think of it before.

Of course there was a dog walker, it stands to reason.

Marlon, Darlene, I need you to pay a visit to this dog walker, please.

No problem, sir.

Naomi, round up the suspects.

I'm going to call the Commissioner and give him the good news.

Finally, I know who murdered Vincent Petit.

This has been one of the stranger cases we've had to investigate.

It started with us arresting the apparent perpetrator

of Vincent Petit's murder, only to discover that Marianne

was actually covering for someone

and the bloodied knife she dropped at the crime scene wasn't, in fact,

the one used to stab the victim.

Our next suspect, the person Marianne was covering for,

also turned out not to have done it either

when the actual knife that inflicted the wound on our victim reappeared

at a child's birthday party 15 miles away

from the original scene of the crime.

We were left more bamboozled than ever.

But, having finally worked out which of you it was

this stabbed Vincent Petit, suddenly it all makes sense.

And it brings us full circle,

right back round to our original suspect...

...Marianne Laforge.

I'm sorry? You killed Vincent Petit, Marianne.

No. No, I didn't, I swear.

When you saw Josephine attack Vincent Petit,

it was truly shocking for you.

You don't understand. It's not that simple!

But you didn't tell us the whole truth about what you saw.

It was a lie that you believed Josephine stabbed Vincent -

you knew she'd only injured him.

And in that moment, I think your plan began to form.

When you saw Billy running towards you,

you did lead him away so that he didn't see the attack.

But it also gave you a chance to grab a second knife

from the barbecue.

You came back here, you found that Josephine had gone,

but Vincent wasn't dead - like you told us.

He was very much alive

and you use that opportunity to murder him.

Doctor...!

You wrapped the knife in a serviette and hid it in your jacket.

Then you picked up the knife that Josephine had used

to attack Vincent and you waited to be discovered.

And then...you ran.

You needed it to look authentic,

as though you were genuinely the killer.

It would lend more weight to your story

when we believed you were covering for Josephine.

Then you'd seem selfless -

willing to do anything to protect your children.

But while you were being chased, you needed to think quickly.

You still had to get rid of the knife that

you'd actually used to murder Vincent.

As luck would have it, you found the perfect hiding place.

She said she drove up into the hills nearby to walk the dogs.

We know that there was a dog walker in the hills that afternoon.

She'd parked up her pick-up truck and left it -

that is where you stashed the knife.

Then you ran back in the direction of my officers.

It was a good plan...

...until the dog walker drove to her niece's birthday party

and the movement of the pick-up truck loosened the knife.

Having now examined the truck,

we found this still wedged underneath.

But l don't understand. Why would Marianne do this?

Why would she kill Vincent?

Well, the answer to that question lies in the past.

20 years ago, when Vincent came to Miracles,

there, he fell in love with a young woman.

His first love, I think, the kind you never forget.

Emily?

In a way, yes. Although, Emily Solomon never actually existed -

it was a made up name because Vincent had to keep the real

identity of his girlfriend a secret.

Didn't he, Marianne? I don't know what youtre talking about.

Oh?

You don't remember Lausanne Bay?

Or the letter you wrote to Vincent 20 years ago

explaining why you could no longer be with him,

but that you still cared for him, loved him?

This is your signature, isn't it?

Vincent was 17, Marianne.

You were his carer. He was young...

...vulnerable.

I know it was wrong...

. .that's why I ended it...

. .and I've regretted it every day since.

But it was real between us.

We truly loved each other.

It should never have happened.

Over the years, Vincent struggled to put what happened behind him.

For a long time, l felt confused.

I blamed myseff, you know?

Over time, he started to drink, self-medicate, to cope...

...but it didn't work. It just made things worse.

He ended up hurting other people.

So he started getting counselling and he gradually came to realise

that, if he was ever going to move on, he needed to confront the past.

So many memories of that place.

I don't know exactly what happened here three days ago,

at the fundraiser, but I think that Vincent told you

he was going to come clean about what had happened between you.

It was the speech he gave.

Thank you, Miss Laforge.

He said it made him feel sick, having to lie to everyone about me.

I can't do this any more.

What you talking about?! The truth has to come out, right?

People need to know. What?!

For the good of both of us, the truth needed to come out.

And that's why you killed him,

because if he went through with it, if he told the world

what had happened between you, your life would be ruined.

Everyone would know how badly you'd failed in your duty of care

towards a young, vulnerable teenage boy.

You'd lose your job,

your reputation would be destroyed.

Everything you hold dear...

...would be taken away from you.

I'm sorry.

Marianne Laforge...

...l am arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Vincent Petit.

You do not have to say anything...

Sir, I ...

I know this must be tough, knowing Marianne as you did.

Although it turns out I didn't know her at all.

She was the one person who was supposed to be there for him.

It's not right, is it, sir?

Have you even looked at the photos I gave you?

Because that might lead to you actually feeling something.

I 'm sure I checked in here.

Hey, Sophie. Are you not going to come and give me a hug, then?

I'm on my way.

Hey.

What is. . .?

Hi.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

How's about that drive, then?

Er, you all right with that? Yeah, fine.

Well, welcome back to Chez Neville.

Huh.

Oh, my God.

What on Earth...?

I used to bring your mother up here a long time ago.

I was eager to impress her.

It must have worked,

otherwise I wouldn't be stood here.

Andrina, you probably expect me to know how to handle this, but...

No.

No, I don't.

I don't know what I'm doing

and I don't think anyone can know what to do.

And I don't expect it to be...

. .easy between us, not for a while yet.

But I . . . I do need to know that you want us to do this.

Yes.

I do.

A murder will be committed today?

Paramedics reckon a blunt force trauma

to the rear of his head was the cause of death.

No prints, no DNA. So what do we do, sir?

Mr Cartwright? That's me.

He was a criminologist back in the UK.

What kind of person would send such a thing?

There's a history of murderers who make themselves known to the police.

We just have to keep quiet, Rose.

Whoever wrote that letter wanted to toy with me.

I've done it and I'm not sorry.

This ends now.

Where's Dl Parker? I will not let him do this to me!