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I know it's daunting,

comes ready-made with all sorts of pain and heartache,

but it can be so worth it.

If I do want to find the one,

I'm going to have to put myself out there.

I'm leaving Saint Marie.

And I missed him...

more than I thought I would.

I'm at the airport.

I really wanted to see you before.

I know.

Just our luck, eh?

Not a fan of flying either, eh?

You what, mate?

Er, I just...

I thought that you liked a little anxious, like me.

Yeah. Yeah.

It's part of the journey.

You know, it's... it's the landing that I dread the most.

Statistically speaking, it's the most likely time

when there's going to be a mechanical malfunction,

so, you know, that's when...

Argh...

Really?

Sorry, this isn't helping at all, is it? I'm sorry.

Do you know what always works for me is...

a couple of antihistamines.

Helps calm your nerves.

Just don't tell my Doctor, eh?

Ah, secret's safe with me.

Yeah. Do you want some?

Er, do you know...? No, sorry.

I'll just... go to the toilet.

Oh.

Good afternoon.

Flight AH142 to Dominica will shortly be ready

for boarding.

Have a good flight. Thank you.

Enjoy the flight. Thank you.

But it's your night to have Dorsey.

You can't just suddenly change your plans.

She's been looking forward to this all week.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, sir, is everything all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I just took a couple of antihistamines

and I forgot I'd had a few rum punches

on my leaving do.

Just a bit light-headed. I'll sleep it off on the plane.

OK. Well, if you feel any worse, please let me know.

Thank you.

All right, mate?

Oh, I, um... I'm fine. Really.

Want some water?

Oh, no, thank you. I just, um...

just need to sleep.

My name is Captain Peter Holcroft.

Air Traffic have given us the all clear,

so please make sure your safety belts are securely fastened,

sit back and enjoy the short flight to Dominica.

Prepare for take off.

Excuse me, sir,

could you please put that away for take off?

Yeah, sure. Thank you.

At last, you're here!

It's so good to see you.

Welcome back.

It was such a shame you missed Neville.

It's exciting he's going travelling.

I'm pleased for him.

Mm.

It's my family.

Je reviens. Je m'en occupe.

Hello.

We're about to begin our descent into Dominica.

Please make sure your safety belts are securely fastened.

Monette, that's ten minutes to landing.

Excuse me. Hi.

Where's the guy that was sitting there?

I'm sorry, sir?

The guy that...

Red baseball cap,

brightly coloured shirt - where's he gone to?

I don't know who you mean.

There's nobody else on this plane, sir.

It's just you and that other gentleman.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

I'm going to drive over to you as soon as I can.

Sir, the First Officer swears the guy never got on the plane,

but I know that's not the case.

Describe this missing passenger to me again.

Early 20s,

Hawaiian shirt, red baseball cap.

I remember him distinctly.

Then, I think we may have a slight problem, Inspector.

That's him. That's the guy I saw on the plane, definitely.

Ah. Bullet wound to the abdomen.

Paramedics think death was due to loss of blood.

Commissioner?

Found a passport in the victim's bag.

Name's Kurt Henderson, 24 years old.

What else was in the bag?

Er, just phone, laptop, but I can process those back at the station.

Nothing else of much interest.

Anything in his pockets?

Just his wallet.

Not much cash. No house or flat keys.

Commissioner, I've taken a look around,

and there's no sign of a gun anywhere.

The guy who found the body said the beach was otherwise empty.

All right. Finish processing the scene,

then head over to the airport and speak with the authorities there.

OK, sir. Commissioner.

Inspector...

this is strange indeed.

Are you sure this young man was on board that plane with you?

Positive.

But no-one else saw him, you say?

Let me speak to them again.

Sir, since I'm already across this,

and I would really like to get to the bottom of it,

would you be happy if I came back to lead the investigation?

Of course. Thanks, sir.

One last case, eh?

Excuse me? Hey, er, how much longer is this going to take?

Because I have drinks with a local tour operator at 6.00.

I'm sorry, Monsieur Coty,

but I'm going to have to speak with you all again.

So, there has been a development.

The man I saw on board the plane under an hour ago

has since been found murdered

on a beach in Saint Marie, which means,

Mr Holcroft, your plane is now a possible crime scene,

so it will be sealed today by the local police

and then flown back to Saint Marie tomorrow for processing.

But surely, if this man's been found dead back in Saint Marie,

that proves he couldn't have got on the plane, doesn't it?

Not to me, it doesn't, Mr Holcroft.

We've got the flight manifest here. That shows...

Yeah, there was a third passenger

due to fly with us today, name of Kurt Henderson.

Kurt Henderson?

That's the guy found on the beach.

He definitely did check in, but he didn't show for boarding.

I even went to look for him at the gate.

This is him.

Ring any bells?

No, it's like I told you, when I entered the cockpit,

I noticed Monsieur Coty,

but I don't remember seeing that young man.

Monsieur Coty, weren't you at the departure gate with both of us?

I remember someone else at the gate.

Might have been him.

But not on the plane.

Isn't it possible you just imagined it, Inspector?

I really don't think I did.

Well...

Monette?

I'm sorry, it's just that you did say

you were feeling rather light-headed,

you know, from the alcohol and the antihistamines, so...

Is this true?

Well, then, that explains it, doesn't it?

I admit I was feeling a little woozy,

but I wasn't hallucinating.

I saw Kurt Henderson sitting behind me on that plane.

I even spoke to him.

Commissioner!

Finally!

Oh-ho!

You are actually here.

Yes, I am.

Catherine told me what happened to you.

Your injury. Ah...

You never said.

It's gone. It's over.

Let's move on. Hmm?

I'm really happy to see you.

And I have to say, you look good.

Give me a second. OK, OK.

It's from Neville...

saying he's coming back to Saint Marie.

Albeit temporarily, DI Parker's returning first thing in the morning

to head up a murder investigation.

I'll get to see him, after all.

Morning. Morning, Naomi.

Darlene.

Oh, look!

It's the human boomerang!

Welcome back, Chief.

Good to see you again, Dwayne.

And you, sir.

So, where are we at?

Er, the postmortem and lab reports have come through.

Cause of death as suspected.

Gunshot residue and scorch marks

indicate the gun was fired close to the body.

And the bullet was a 9mm calibre,

probably fired from a pistol.

We also collected CCTV footage from inside the airport

showing Kurt Henderson going through passport control

and heading towards the departure gate.

Anything outside the terminal?

Nope, which means we still only have your word

that the victim actually got on the plane.

Which he definitely did.

If you say so, Chief.

Officer Myers is right.

We've so far nothing to explain how it was you saw

the victim on board that plane,

when three other independent witnesses didn't.

I don't know, sir.

I struggle to believe that they're all lying.

Until yesterday, they hadn't even met each other.

Monette Gilbert was on her first-ever shift

with Peter Holcroft,

and Raphael Coty lives in Paris and has never been

to the Caribbean before.

Is there anything we've dug up, any links to the victim?

I've been through the victim's mobile phone

and email correspondence.

There is nothing suggesting that he knew

any of the three people on the plane.

Dwayne and I had a trawl through the victim's

and the suspects' social media, Inspector.

Again, Chief, nothing.

Sir, I ...I know what I saw.

Kurt Henderson was definitely on board that plane.

Then, you'll need to prove it, Inspector.

Is there anything else we've uncovered

that might help?

We do have one lead.

I spoke to the victim's parents last night.

According to them, Kurt Henderson had been staying

with a married couple for the last four months.

Taylor and Chelsea Fielding, they're called.

I found a text thread on the victim's phone

between him and a friend.

Turns out Kurt had been a very naughty boy,

as had Mrs Fielding.

You mean they'd been...?

Exactly that.

Except, in the couple of days leading up to his murder,

Kurt was texting his friend,

saying Chelsea Fielding was getting too intense.

Infatuated, even.

Said she wanted to leave her husband and run away with him.

So Kurt Henderson abandons Chelsea Fielding

just as she's ready to commit to him...

and then ends up dead on a beach.

When did you and your husband first meet Kurt?

A few months ago now. Kurt had been travelling.

He was skint, and Taylor warmed to Kurt straight away.

Said he'd give him a job, save up some pennies.

What does your husband do?

He's a property developer.

And did you like Kurt? Get on with him?

Yeah.

Yeah, he was a laugh.

Obviously left in a bit of a hurry, though,

leaving all his clothes behind.

Yeah. I hadn't noticed.

We found these texts on Kurt's phone, Mrs Fielding.

They're between him and a friend.

Well...

This is true, I take it,

what he's saying about you both?

It's just... I don't know.

The fact that you're not immediately denying it is quite telling.

Look, I love it out here, Taylor's so good to me,

but it can get boring lying around a swimming pool all day.

Guess I just wanted a bit more from life

and went looking for it in the wrong place.

Is it true that you told Kurt you'd leave your husband for him?

I don't think I meant that, not really.

I just said it in the moment, you know?

And how did you feel when Kurt said he was leaving?

Angry?

A bit.

But not "kill him" kind of angry, if that's what you're suggesting.

Really, I wouldn't have hurt Kurt, whatever he'd done.

The obvious question, Chelsea, that we have to ask is,

did your husband find out about what was going on

between you and Kurt?

I'd suspected for a couple of weeks.

You notice things when you're living with someone

and their behaviour changes.

When she was around Kurt,

there was just something in the air, you know?

And what confirmed your suspicions?

Yesterday afternoon,

I got back from work.

Everything all right?

It's Kurt. He left.

It was just odd, you know, after everything...

him just upping and leaving without even saying goodbye.

Just kind of confirmed everything for me.

You were sleeping with him, weren't you?

Weren't you?

Then what happened?

What do you think?

We argued.

Well, I say argued, it was less an argument

and more just me just getting angry and shouting.

And...?

I don't want to lose her.

That's what it boils down to.

I love her.

I still love her, so...

we're just going to try and get through this.

So, then, you didn't go after Kurt?

Didn't want to teach him a lesson?

All I was focused on was us.

One more thing we have to ask.

Kurt's body was found at six o'clock yesterday evening.

He was last seen alive around 5.00.

We were here, Inspector, all night.

Tay...

I really am sorry.

Look, we're going to get through this, all right?

And we're going to be stronger for it.

So what do you make of Mr and Mrs Fielding, Inspector?

They've both got strong motive and no real alibi.

Oh, it's Florence! Florence!

Florence!

Florence! Uh, Inspector, maybe you should...

Yeah, yeah.

Ooh! Florence!

Florence Cassell.

Hello, stranger.

Oh, am I happy to see you!

Well, I'm happy to see you too. Come here.

Yeah.

Hey. It's so good to see you.

And not on a video call.

You too.

I can't believe you're here.

And what about you?

You'd already left.

Every time I get out...

..they pull me back in.

Hmm.

I was just coming to see you, actually.

So do you think you'll have time for a drink maybe?

For you, Florence, I will make time.

Thanks.

Honore Police Department, Officer Dwayne Myers speaking.

Oh, Alphonse.

Oh, really?

Thank you for that. Oh, and, Chief, the plane you and

the witnesses were on has just landed back in Saint Marie.

Would you like me to go and start processing it?

Er, yes, please, Dwayne, that would be great.

So, how are we getting on with these three?

Any closer to finding any links between them and the victim?

So, we have received Kurt's bank statements.

There is no financial connection.

Any other background?

Some, but it doesn't help either.

Raphael Coty.

Now, he works for a travel website.

He doesn't earn much, but he gets to travel a lot.

It seems above board and legit...

although I don't appear to have

his witness statement in the case file.

Oh, he had a prior work commitment, so I said he could just

come here and do it when he flies back from Dominica. OK.

Er, so, Peter Holcroft.

He's lived on Saint Marie for 22 years,

has a charter plane business.

The only connection I could find between him and the victim

is that Kurt bought a ticket for the flight yesterday afternoon.

But even that was via an online booking company.

Hmm. Co-pilot Monette Gilbert.

Saint Marie born and raised.

Recently divorced.

Has custody of her six-year-old daughter.

So nothing at all to suggest Kurt Henderson

had any interaction with any one of these

before he boarded that plane.

That's if he even did board the plane.

But you said you saw him, Inspector.

You were adamant.

I still am.

I distinctly remember him sitting behind me on that plane

and talking to me.

But...? But why doesn't anyone else remember it?

None of them appear to have any reason to lie

and pretend they didn't see him, so...

what's going on?

So, how does it feel to be back?

Must be great to see your family again.

Oh, yes. I missed them so much.

So what are your plans now?

Being stuck in the same house for so long -

maybe I'll follow your lead and do some travelling.

Well, I never thought I'd be the one to say this, but...

the thought of going away,

seeing the world, it's really, properly exciting.

I'm so proud of you.

Well, it's mostly dawn to you, you know.

When I first came here,

I wouldn't have done half the things I have

if it wasn't for you encouraging me, helping me,

pushing me.

You're a really important person in my life.

What do you say? Another drink?

I've missed you, being away.

Yeah, me too.

And, er...

And I thought about you.

A lot.

I know you're leaving soon,

um, so I don't know what I'm suggesting, but...

but I wonder, is there any chance

we can spend some more time together?

The two of us?

You mean...?

I don't think I know what I mean.

I just know I'm liking being back here with you.

Right.

I can't make any promises. I know you got hurt before,

and I don't want to do that to you again.

And I guess I'm still figuring this out myself, so...

I'm contrary, I know.

I'm just trying to be honest.

Er, yeah. No, um...

It's good to be honest.

Thank you... very much.

So...?

So, um...

Could I ...think about it?

If that's all right?

Please?

Sure.

Yeah, you think about it, of course.

Well, I guess...

Goodnight, then.

Morning. Morning.

So, er, how was your evening?

Oh, er, it was...

fine.

It was fine.

OK. You and Florence have a good time?

You must have had lots to talk about.

Yep. So what are we doing here?

Right.

So...

Dwayne and Darlene finished processing the plane

last night and, I'm afraid,

found none of Kurt Henderson's fingerprints on board.

They focused on his seat, armrest, safety belt -

found nothing.

Doesn't mean he wasn't sitting there, though.

No, it doesn't,

but I've asked them to check the plane again.

Oh, yeah?

I've done some digging into Taylor Fielding.

Turns out he has a criminal record

both in the UK and the US,

mostly smuggling drugs.

This from the Miami Police?

Taylor was under surveillance for six months

when he was suspected of importing drugs from the Caribbean.

Now, he fled the States before they had enough evidence

to arrest him, butt he most important bit is...

They believed he was using Peter Holcroft's charter plane

to courier the drugs.

Peter's business was in financial struggle at the time.

He probably wanted the extra money

to keep it afloat.

Finally, we have a connection between the victim

and anyone who was actually on the plane.

Great work.

Look, I really don't know what you want me to say about this.

Nothing was ever proven, no arrest was ever made, so...

I understand that, but if you are unwilling

to confirm the allegations in this file...

Good, because I can tell you now, that's not going to happen.

Nonetheless, there is some evidence in here that is irrefutable.

The fact that Taylor Fielding has in the past

chartered your plane a number of times.

Well... And a few years later, a young man who was staying with him

vanished from your aircraft and was subsequently found murdered.

Whoa-whoa-whoa. What are you insinuating?

That I did it?

That I murdered this young man, what,

because Taylor asked me to?

On my life...

Taylor and I have had no contact whatsoever since all of...

Check my phone, my emails. He hasn't approached me once.

So it was just a coincidence

that Kurt Henderson was on your plane?

Firstly, as I've already made very clear,

Kurt Henderson never got on my plane!

The fact that he was due to...

Well...

sorry to frustrate you, Inspector,

but a coincidence is exactly what it is.

Inspector, we've got something for you.

Wait here, please, Mr Holcroft.

Ah, Chief! So, the sarge was right.

There's definitely been some monkey business going on in here.

I looked under the seat...

and there was a secret compartment,

probably used for smuggling.

And more than that,

there's something in it.

That's a 9mm pistol.

Same calibre that was used to shoot Kurt Henderson.

I've no idea how that got there.

You're saying it doesn't belong to you?

Of course not! I've never owned a gun in my life.

Who else knew about the smuggling compartment under the seat?

No-one.

What about Monette?

No. No, definitely not.

How could she? We only met two days ago.

So, then, who did put it there?

Well...

if that is the gun that was used to shoot the victim,

do we have to start considering the possibility

that maybe he was murdered on the plane?

We checked for traces of blood yesterday

and we didn't find anything.

Although we know the gun was fired close to the body.

It's possible there was no blood spatter.

But surely if there was a gunshot,

it would have woken him up. Mm-hm.

Unless a silencer of some sort was used?

There are some scratches on the end of the barrel

near the muzzle.

Suggests a silencer could have been used.

But if Kurt Henderson was shot on board the plane,

there had to be some sort of conspiracy

between the other three people on board.

That's the only possible reason for pretending they didn't see him,

if they were all somehow culpable in his murder.

But none of them had met the victim before.

Why would one of them shoot him?

And why would three strangers cover up a murder?

And even if that is what happened...

how and why did Kurt's body end up on the beach?

All valid questions...

to which I have no answers.

But at least it's starting to look like Kurt Henderson

was actually on board the plane, like I said from the start, so...

maybe I'm not going mad after all.

Do you think it would help if I go round the shack

and get the Chief to, well,

you know, man up a bit?

It's a kind offer, Dwayne, but I think he's probably best left alone.

I do get Neville's apprehension.

He was all ready to go travelling...

and I turn up and say what I did.

I understand why it's thrown him.

But it made me realise how much I cared about you,

and how important you were to me...

as a friend.

Hey. Hey.

Um...

I'm sorry for interrupting. No, it's OK.

We were talking about you anyway.

Ah.

And I'm also sorry

that my reaction last night was a little unexpected.

Just to warn you - what I'm about to say

might be equally, if not more, unexpected.

OK.

Noted.

Yeah. Um...

I think, in regard to your offer last night,

as much as I don't want to,

I'm going to have to...

respectfully decline.

Decline?

It sounds so formal.

I'm sorry, Florence. I wish I was better at this sort of stuff.

Yeah, me too.

Uh...

Um... Yeah, I think...

The thing is...

if we were going to give us a go,

and believe me, there's nothing I'd like more...

I kind of...

I kind of want you to want it as much as I want it,

and I don't think you do.

You said yourself, you don't know where this is going to lead,

you can't make any promises, and that's fine.

That's totally fine.

It wouldn't be fair of me to ask for something you can't give.

But...

I can't help feeling that, for my own self-preservation...

I should probably bow out now.

I just feel like the fall back dawn

would be even bumpier the second time around.

Oh, no, that's not good.

If a woman kisses you on the cheek,

then it's definitely game over.

He turned her down?

Morning, Inspector.

Look, I appreciate everyone's concern,

but I'd rather just focus on work.

The sooner we solve this case, the sooner I can be on my plane.

Sure.

So, the lab confirmed the gun we recovered from the plane yesterday

was the one used to shoot Kurt Henderson.

So he was shot on board the plane?

That's what would make most sense, except Taylor Fielding's prints

were found on it. Well, that is interesting,

because I did some more background on the suspects -

educational files, employment history,

tax records, council records.

As you'd expect, all very dull,

until... I found this.

A parking ticket administered to Taylor Fielding's car.

Take a look at the time and date.

Between 5.00 and 5.20pm.

Same day as the murder?

He was parked outside the airport.

Yep. So Taylor Fielding

must have followed the victim to the airport

after he found out about the affair.

The fact that your fingerprints are on the gun

that was used to kill Kurt Henderson...

that shows you had the means to commit murder.

This parking ticket proves that you were at the airport

that afternoon,

which means you had opportunity to commit murder.

And we already know you have motive.

So, Mr Fielding, what do you have to say?

I did it.

You're right.

It was me.

I went to the airport.

I found Kurt. I, um...

I took him to the beach and I shot him.

Taylor Fielding, I am arresting you for the murder of Kurt Henderson.

You don't have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you don't mention

something when questioned that you later rely on in court.

No, I'm sorry. You can't. You can't arrest him.

I'm afraid your husband just confessed, Mrs Fielding.

Yeah, that's the problem.

There is no problem, all right? Let's just get on with this, yeah?

He's lying to you. Chels.

Don't, OK? Just leave it.

It wasn't him that did it.

Then, who did it?

Me.

It was me.

Chels...

You should have just kept your mouth shut.

Stupid girl.

That afternoon, when Taylor came home

and I told him Kurt had left, well...

Well, you got this bad feeling, didn't you, Tay?

Yeah, just knowing what Kurt was like,

always looking out for easy money.

So I came back here, checked the safe...

and it was empty.

He stole from you?

I felt like, um...

I don't know what the right words are

to describe it, but...

it was my fault.

I hurt the man I love,

and then that idiot boy went and stole from him.

So that's why you went after him?

Taylor looked so broken by it all, so...

I texted Kurt, told him not to get on the plane.

Er, wait.

There were no texts from you on his mobile phone.

We got a phone each so that we could text.

It was his idea -

so that Taylor wouldn't find out if he checked my mobile.

And what did you text him?

Told him not to get on the plane,

that Taylor had people waiting for him in Dominica to hurt him.

I didn't know how else to stop him.

When I got to the airport,

I found Kurt outside the departure hall.

And what did you say to him when you saw him?

That I knew how to help him.

And then we drove to the beach, where no-one would see us.

I knew Taylor's gun was in the glove compartment,

so I took it

and made Kurt give back the 100K he stole

and the burner phone as well.

And he gave it all back? Yeah.

All of it?

Yeah, all of it.

And then?

Just seeing him there...

and what he did to me, to both of us...

I was so angry.

And something in me...

It was like...

a switch had flipped, and I just pulled the trigger.

You should have let me go down for it.

I would have done that for you, Chels.

I've hurt you enough.

Sorry, sorry, just... just hold on a sec.

Let's just rewind a minute.

You picked up Kurt from the airport,

having told him not to get on the plane.

So he never actually boarded it?

No, I found him after he'd snuck back round

the front of the terminal.

He said he'd got my text and didn't get on board.

So if it wasn't Kurt Henderson that I saw on the plane...

who was it?

OK, thank you.

So...

Taylor just admitted it was him who wiped Chelsea's prints

off the gun and hid it on the plane.

He realised we'd already searched it so thought it would be safe there.

He knew how to access it

from hiring it from Peter Holcroft previously.

Inspector?

Are you OK?

Am I ...?

Did I ...?

Did I just imagine all of it?

Kurt Henderson sitting on the plane with me?

I mean, at the end of all this,

is the fact of the matter just that...

he never did board the flight to Dominica,

and Raphael Coty, Monette Gilbert,

the pilot, Peter Holcroft,

they were right all along? I just...

I just imagined the whole thing?

I don't know, Inspector.

So, they've made an arrest.

It's the wife,

so we can breathe easy now.

Ah, Commissioner.

And what brings you here this fine morning, sir?

I came to congratulate the Inspector

on solving his last case here in Saint Marie.

Oh!

Hmm.

That doesn't look like the face of a man

feeling pleased with himself. It's not.

I do have a sense of satisfaction at having arrested

Kurt Henderson's killer, but...

Sir, he's still getting hung up

over whether he saw the victim on the plane or not.

From my understanding of the case

and what we know actually happened,

I assumed you'd accepted you got it wrong.

Fat chance of that. Hmph!

So, how do you explain it?

I can't.

Bonjour, bonjour!

Hi. Monsieur Coty, what are you doing here?

To give my witness statement.

You said to come into the station when I'm back on the island.

Yeah, yeah, of course. Sorry.

Leave it with me, Inspector.

Thanks, Darlene.

I'll get you a chair. Thank you.

So, what do you want to do, Inspector?

You have your killer behind bars, and with the case closed,

there's no reason for you not to recommence your travels.

Inspector?

But if that's the case, then that might explain it.

Or at least begin to explain it, right?

There is nothing suggesting that he knew

any of the three people on the plane.

And he gave it all back?

Yeah.

There are some scratches on the end of the barrel.

Suggests a silencer could have been used.

Psst!

Is he feeling all right?

Perhaps you should just wait outside.

OK.

Mm-hm. Oui, oui.

But if that's what happened, then one of them is lying.

I mean, they're all lying, obviously, but...

I think there's a bigger lie at the heart of it.

It's a long shot, but we need to revisit the crime scene at the beach.

And we'll have to stop off at the shack so I can pick up

my metal detector.

Why am I not surprised that the Chief has a metal detector?

More to the point, what is he hoping to find?

Ah.

Come on, come on, come on, please be here. Please be here.

Bull's-eye.

OK, Dwayne. Yeah, that's good to know.

And you're coming straight here, right?

OK, see you soon.

Phew! Well...

this case has really tested me.

Ah, never before have I doubted my own memory

as much as I have in the last three days,

because although I felt absolutely certain

that Kurt Henderson was sitting behind me on the plane,

the other three people on board insisted that he wasn't.

So I started to wonder

if my mind was playing tricks on me.

But it wasn't,

because Kurt Henderson did, without question,

board that plane.

Didn't he, Monette?

Sorry...

And he was still on board the plane

while I drifted off to sleep,

whilst it was preparing for take off.

But then he got off.

Why?

Well, I think, Chelsea,

that even though you sent him a text warning him not to get on the plane,

I think he didn't actually check his phone

until he was already on board.

And then, fearing what might be waiting for him

when he landed in Dominica,

felt he had no choice but to jump ship.

And you, Peter,

you, Monette, helped him to do that.

What?

Why would we?

That's a very good question.

Why would you do it?

I ...I imagine that your first response

when he told you what he wanted to do

would have been to refuse point blank.

I need to get off the plane.

What? Just open the door.

But I think he managed to find a way of persuading you.

We got a warrant to search your house, Mrs Gilbert.

And look at what we found.

$50,000.

That's a lot of money to be lying around the house,

especially after a messy divorce.

And, Mr Holcroft, I have a suspicion

that once we finish searching your property,

we'll find a similar amount.

Of course, there was a third passenger sitting up there

near the front who would be able to see and hear everything

that was going on and see if the door was opened

and Kurt got out,

and he would, of course, have to be included in the plan too.

Because $50,000 is also a lot of money

for a man like yourself, Mr Coty.

I mean, your job does allow you to travel a lot,

but the salary is pretty below average,

wouldn't you say? I don't know what you mean.

You don't mind if Officer Curtis takes a look

into your bag, then, do you?

I mean, if you have nothing to hide, it's no big deal, right?

I wouldn't be surprised if there's a little less than 50,000 in there,

after we've taken away the 500 or so that you spent

on those fancy new sunglasses.

I'm afraid it was your shades that gave away

you and all your co-conspirators, Monsieur Coty.

I saw them today when you arrived at the station.

I noticed the designer brand.

And then I remembered that on the day of the murder

you were wearing

a much older, cheaper,

well-worn pair.

So, now we know how Kurt Henderson

escaped a moving plane.

He paid his way off.

As it was taxiing to the runway,

Monette opened the door, and Kurt jumped out,

then made his way to the perimeter

and jumped the fence.

And because we couldn't find any fingerprints

where he was sitting,

I assume that you wiped the seat dawn

after he'd left, to really, really sell the lie.

The only other passenger on board

had admitted to feeling light-headed

and had fallen asleep.

Would he really notice or even care

that the other passenger, a stranger to him,

was no longer on board when the plane landed?

Except that self-same passenger

happened to be a fastidious, tenacious police detective.

Someone who does notice,

who does care

when a man seemingly vanishes into thin air.

And the rest we already know.

Kurt made his way back to the terminal,

where I assume he was going to try and find

a flight to another island.

And that's where you, Chelsea, picked him up,

brought him to the beach and murdered him.

End of story.

Something the matter, Chelsea?

It's just... I don't understand.

I got all the money off Kurt,

so how come he had more on him?

Uh...

You are right!

There is a discrepancy.

W... well, let's do the maths.

So there was the 100,000 that you recovered.

There was another 150,000

that Kurt gave out on the plane,

which gives a total of $250,000 that was stolen.

Isn't that right, Taylor?

How come you didn't tell me he'd taken more than that?

I just didn't think it was important, that's all.

Well, I think he didn't ever mention the missing 150 grand

because he knew what had happened to it.

What?

How could I possibly know that?

Because Kurt Henderson told you

moments before you shot him.

I shot him.

No, Chelsea.

I don't think you did.

Everything you told us about what happened the day

of the murder was true, except you left one important part out.

After you left for the airport, Taylor followed you -

to the airport and then here to the beach.

We found gunshot residue on your clothes.

We know that you fired the gun,

but I still don't think you actually shot Kurt Henderson.

See, I found this bullet just here in the sand.

Now, I haven't had a chance to get it tested at the lab,

but I believe this is from the same gun that shot Kurt.

And when you said that you were angry with him

for what he'd done, you weren't lying,

and with your emotions riding high,

you pulled the trigger.

But I think, Chelsea, you missed.

Now, think about it.

Is that possible?

Did you actually check Kurt's body after you'd fired the gun?

No, I dropped the gun and then I ran to the car.

And that's where

Taylor, filled with anger,

desperate to find his money,

that's when he emerged from the trees, right?

I shot Kurt. I think he's dead.

Go. You'd better go. I'll take a look.

Go, go! Yeah.

See, I remembered, Mr Fielding, that we saw

some evidence of scratches around the barrel of your gun,

realised it could have been made by attaching a silencer.

So we got a warrant and we had another little look in your safe.

That seemed like the best place to start a search, and, er...

One silencer, Chief!

Thanks, Dwayne.

So I think you grabbed the gun that Chelsea had dropped,

you attached the silencer...

and then after you made Kurt tell you

what happened to the rest of the money, you killed him.

The problem you now had was that you couldn't go

and confront Peter and Monette and Raphael

and demand to know where the money was,

because then they would know it was probably you that had killed Kurt.

How else would you have found out where the money went?

But if someone else was arrested for the murder,

then you'd be free to reclaim what was rightfully yours.

And if that someone else

who got sent dawn for the murder,

if that was the woman who had betrayed you...

Well, that's two for the price of one, isn't it?

The unfaithful wife stuck behind bars for a crime she didn't commit,

and the adulterous lover shot dead.

Chelsea, Taylor knew that we would find the gun

with his prints on it hidden on the plane,

that's why he planted it there,

because he knew that when we came to arrest him,

you would be forced to confess

because you truly believed you'd committed a murder.

Oh...

Whereas, in actual fact,

it was your husband who shot Kurt Henderson,

and not you.

I can't believe you would do that to me.

Stand up.

Why?

Taylor, what kind of person would do that?

For one last case, Inspector, that was...

Some case.

You know, um...

working with you over the last few years,

you've taught me so much.

Thank you, Inspector.

Thank you, Naomi.

Considering how much you hated everything about Saint Marie

when you first came here...

this island is going to miss you... deeply.

Guess I'm all done here, sir.

Hmm.

See you, Harry.

Thanks for being a friend.

To the airport, please.

Er...

I think we'd better stop.

What? Is something the matter?

We think there is, Inspector,

and we can't just stand by and do nothing.

Neville, are you sure you're doing the right thing,

letting Florence go?

We all know how much you care for her.

Of course I do, but

it's not as simple as you're all making out.

But you're turning your back on her because you're scared.

And we understand why,

but letting fear win, that's...

That's never good.

And isn't that the person you used to be,

when you first came here?

Lately, I've started to worry that I'm going to wake up when I'm 90

and regret every single second I just made do with my life.

For once, try being bold.

What is going to be your next adventure?

If you want to find the one, some online chat is not going to cut it.

You need to pull your finger out.

Maybe the best thing to do is go out into the world

and... live.

It's so easy to slip back into old habits, isn't it?

Don't take any risks.

Stay out of harm's way.

But if you do that,

all you end up with is...

regret.

Chief, it is simple. If you love Florence,

you need to stop being a scaredy-cat and just go and get her.

So what are you saying?

One last ride in the Bonnie and Side?

Hmm?

Dwayne to the rescue!

Come on, get up.

Go!

Go, go, go!

And don't forget to send me a postcard

from wherever it is you're going to get to.

Florence?

Florence.

Hey.

You came to say goodbye?

Er, no, I didn't, actually.

Um... That is...

I don't want to say goodbye.

But if you do,

I mean, that's fine, obviously.

Um, especially after me behaving like a complete and utter...

Idiot.

Well, I was going to say numpty, but, yeah,

idiot is close enough.

Listen, Florence, I don't need promises.

I don't need guarantees.

If the unknown is all you have to offer,

then that's good enough for me.

Whatever happens and wherever it leads,

all I want is for us to take a leap... together.

Morning Of My Life by john Holt

♪ In the morning of my life

♪ The minutes take so long to drift away

♪ Please be patient with your life

♪ It's only morning and you're still to live your day

♪ In the evening I will fly you to the moon

♪ To the top right-hand corner of the ceiling in my room

♪ Where we'll stay until the sun shines

♪ Another day to swing on clothes lines

♪ May I be yawning

♪ It's the morning of my life Life

♪ It's the morning of my life My life

♪ It's the morning of my life My life

♪ It's the morning of my life My life

♪ In the morning

♪ In the morning

♪ In the morning. ♪

Shipton Abbott police station.