CONGREGATION SINGS HYMN
I'm not sure I can do this.
We have to.
Mia, look at me. We'll get through this,
together, I promise you.
PHONE RINGS
Hello, Gabriel.
We've got the money.
Good. Get it ready. I'll call again in ten minutes.
Ten minutes isn't long enough.
If you want to see your daughter alive, you'll do exactly as I say.
Sir...
Sorry, not now, Vivienne.
Wait at home.
And pray for us.
I've got the money.
The full 50,000? Used notes only?
Yes, yes. Just tell me that Clarissa's all right.
Listen carefully, once this call is over, leave your phone behind.
I find any kind of phone on you, she dies.
You short-change me or you involve the police,
she dies.
Drive out to Bellaroux Cove.
There's a bin there. Leave the bag of money inside it.
Then take the coastal road south. After two miles,
you'll see a phone box on your right.
Park up and wait.
I'll call when I've got the money and your daughter's free.
VEHICLE APPROACHES
Oh, God.
Baby. You all right?
Mum. It's all right. You're safe now. Where's Dad?
Sir? Sir?!
Oh, hey, Florence.
What are you doing? I'm hoovering.
Outside?
Yeah, the sand gets everywhere.
Sir, there's been a murder.
Oh, what? Really? Where and... Well, I mean...
Ah! Harry!
What happened?
I think I've just hoovered Harry!
No. Yes. Oh, no, Harry... Harry, are you OK?
Sir. I think he's in there.
Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry, mate, are you OK?
OK, well, I'd better get all this dust washed off,
otherwise it'll be hive city before you can say boo to a goose.
Are you writing a quiz?
Oh, did I not mention?
The Commissioner's hosting a charity quiz night at
the Yacht Club tomorrow,
asked me to come up with the questions for him.
OK, I'm ready, shall we...? Uh-hm.
I was in the middle of a date when the call came in,
although I did look pretty cool when I had to run out of
the restaurant.
Mmm-hmm. I hope you paid your share.
I'll maybe text her in a minute.
So, I have secured the scene,
established the perimeter
and interviewed the paramedics who found the body,
all at the same time and all on my own.
Yeah, don't worry, Marlon.
I've spoken to the Commissioner, help is on the way.
It's cool. I aced it.
Looks nasty. So, what do we know?
An emergency call was made from this phone at 4:59pm.
The caller identified himself as Gabriel Taylor,
said he'd been stabbed.
Operator said he was losing consciousness
and that's when they reckon Mr Taylor passed away.
So, our time of death is 4:59.
And the paramedics arrived at 5:20pm.
Cause of death appears to be a single blow by a sharp implement.
There's no trail of blood leading to the body,
which suggests he was stabbed here at the phone box.
Did the paramedics have an opinion on the wound?
Er, only that it's deep -
they reckon the victim would have bled out fast.
Any sign of the murder weapon?
I've looked, can't find it.
Appears to be a lot of blood on the victim's right hand -
presumably his own.
Oh, God. That's my husband...
Madam, I'm going to have to ask you to move away.
What happened? No, let me see him.
Madam... Please, you don't understand...!
Yesterday, we got an envelope through the door.
It had a USB drive inside
and when we put it in our computer, there was a video.
Someone had kidnapped Clarissa, our daughter.
Then we got a call telling us we had to get together $50,000.
Used notes only.
Yes, yes, just tell me that Clarissa's all right.
Did you recognise the voice?
It was distorted. And then he call again today,
telling Gabriel he had to drop the money off at Bellaroux Cove.
You didn't go with your husband?
He had to do it on his own.
And where were you while all this was going on?
I was at home. I didn't know what to do.
And then a van drove up and Clarissa was returned to me.
And what time was this?
It was a minute after five.
I thought it was finally over,
but when Gabriel didn't come home...
The kidnapper said he wasn't allowed to have his phone.
So I drove here
to see if he was all right, and the rest you know.
I was out running yesterday.
A van pulled up and a man got out,
grabbed me and shoved me in the back.
What time was this?
In the morning, 11...?
Where did it happen?
On a road in the hills.
Can you describe this man?
He kept me in a locked room with no windows.
I didn't think I'd get out alive.
You don't have any idea who it might have been?
Or why the kidnapper might want to harm your dad?
Gabriel took him his money,
we did everything he asked of us, why did he have to kill my husband?
Hey. I got your text. Are you... Are you all right?
It's going to be OK, baby.
Jason Clarke, her boyfriend.
Good evening, sir.
Good evening, Inspector, DS Cassell,
Officer Pryce.
I've just heard about Gabriel Taylor, terrible business.
Did you know him, sir?
We met a few times, mostly through the church.
He was a very devout man. I hear his daughter was kidnapped?
Yes, sir.
It's a bit of a puzzler, if I'm honest.
Hmm. He and his wife came across from Jamaica
a number of years ago - they run a successful beach club.
So not the kind
of family you'd expect to be involved in a kidnapping?
Let alone murder. Hmm.
I contacted Sergeant Hooper's replacement -
I'm sure you could use an extra pair of hands,
sooner rather than later.
That's great news. Thank you. Oh, yes, yes.
Sergeant Thomas is new to Saint-Marie.
So I expect you all
to help her settle in quickly and efficiently.
Ah, I can do that for you, Mr P.
It's "sir" or "Commissioner"...
..Officer Pryce.
Never "Mr P".
I hear you.
I was just trying it on for size, you know.
Well, don't.
Sorry...sir.
So...Inspector...
Yes, sir, the kidnapper made a proof-of-life video.
I'm just about to watch it.
Mum. Dad. Please...
Just do what he asks.
If you don't pay the money, he says he'll...
He'll...
Just do what he wants!
You know what's bothering me? Something Mrs Taylor said.
Gabriel took him his money. We did everything he asked of us.
Why did the kidnapper have to kill Gabriel?
He wanted him dead?
No, he wanted $50,000. And he got it.
Or he wouldn't have released Clarissa back to her family.
Exactly.
Mr and Mrs Taylor did precisely what the kidnapper asked.
They left the right money,
they didn't contact the police,
they followed the kidnapper's instructions to the letter.
So why was it necessary to murder Gabriel Taylor?
It's for the Commissioner's quiz at the yacht club tomorrow.
Ah, oui.
I shall be there myself. Yes.
The Inspector wants me to be his guinea pig,
as he calls it, so he can test the questions on me.
So...there are eight separate rounds.
Ten questions in each.
So, basically, we're going to be here all night.
I'll keep the drinks coming. Ne t'inquiete pas.
Merci beaucoup.
And, erm,
has there been any more mention of...you know what?
No, not since the call at Christmas - he's said nothing.
He still doesn't know I heard him.
And what about you?
How do you feel about it, about him?
I mean, he's such a good friend, that...
..I think that's how I'd like to keep things between us.
And it's been a few weeks now, so maybe he was just lonely.
Maybe...
PLAYS REGGAE
That's quite some moves you've got there, Officer Pryce.
Oh, you made me jump.
Apologies. Sergeant Naomi Thomas. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Oh, you're the new Sarge.
That's me, reporting for duty.
Ah, well,
the Commissioner said that I should welcome you
to Saint-Marie, since you've never been here before.
So...welcome to Saint-Marie!
Thank you, Officer Pryce.
Hey. Call me Marlon.
Marlon it is.
So, any reason why you were skulking behind those boards?
You were not waiting to jump out on me, were you, hmm?
No, I wouldn't do that. Not on my first day.
I was getting them ready for the morning briefing.
I came in early
and acquainted myself with the case file.
So I think I'm pretty much up to speed.
Whoa.
I've...
I've... I've never seen
the whiteboards looking like that before.
Well, I always say, if you're doing a task,
no matter how small, you do it the best you can.
So how's your morning been so far?
Any particular reason why you're running late?
The briefing note said it's
an 8:30 start here on Saint-Marie, so...
Well, erm, well, I was on time -
running early, actually.
And I popped into Smokey Abrahams' place
to get some breakfast
and there was an incident that I had to deal with.
What kind of incident?
Oh, oh, a pretty big one, yeah.
But, you know, I worked the ol' Marlon magic
and got the situation under control. So...
Well, good for you for dealing with it, Marlon.
Let's hope there's not an incident tomorrow morning.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure there won't be one, Sergeant Thomas.
The kidnapper picked a good location for the drop-off.
It's remote, secluded...
..there's only one road through...
..and there's a lot of bushes around to help shield the view.
Not much chance of finding any witnesses out here.
Except maybe the council workers who emptied that bin.
Of course. The bin men. Ha!
Morning Florence.
Morning, sir.
I understand our new sergeant has arrived.
Oh, that's excellent timing,
because I think I've figured out who the kidnapper is.
Good morning.
Sergeant Thomas, I presume. I'm Detective Inspector Neville Parker.
Inspector,
looking forward to working with you.
Hi. Nice to meet you, I'm DS Cassell.
Don't worry about him. He's...
Oh, you'll find out.
So the pathology report's arrived.
I've printed out copies for all of us.
Er, I showed her where we keep the staples.
Excellent work, Sergeant Thomas, and Marlon.
OK, time of death 5pm, which fits.
The victim died from a single knife wound,
there was significant internal bleeding and the murder weapon...
Was a knife, six inches long,
one-inch wide and with a serrated edge -
possibly a kitchen knife.
The description suggests it could look something like this.
Excellent.
Sir, what do you mean, you know who kidnapped Clarissa?
Really? That's some quick work. You see,
I couldn't stop watching the video last night.
But it wasn't until I checked the drop-off of
the money that I was finally able
to put two and two together.
Have a look at this - or...or, rather, listen to this.
RECORDING:If you don't pay the money, he says he'll...
You hear that?
BEEPING That's the beeping of
a lorry reversing, and soon after that...
Just do what he wants!
..you can just about hear glass smashing.
GLASS SMASHES There.
That is the sound of bins being collected.
The bin men?
Yeah. And once I realised they were in the area,
all I had to do was check the timestamp on
the video file, a quick call to the council
to cross-reference where the waste disposal vehicles were at that time,
and then it was just a matter of finding out
who lived on that street.
Only one name jumped out at me.
Jason Clarke. Clarissa's boyfriend.
You're right.
It was me.
So the kidnap was fake?
We just wanted to get away, to escape.
We never meant it to end like this.
Does Clarissa know you're here?
Escape from what? I noticed a bit of tension last night
with Mia, when you turned up.
Clarissa's parents think I'm not good enough for her.
A bad influence. But I've got plans,
big plans. I'm going to make it in America.
As what?A DJ.
Which is why you needed the money, to set up your new life?
We thought it was funny.
Just do what he wants.
Recording the video.
"Just do what he wants"!
So it was you who made the calls?
Then take the coastal road south.
I'll give you a call when I've got the money and your daughter's free.
Used a voice distorter.
All right, talk me through what happened yesterday.
I borrowed a friend's van, made the calls.
Then me and Clarissa drove up to Bellaroux Cove,
where Gabriel had left the money.
Just like I'd asked him to.
I went and got the money.
Clarissa kept look-out.
What time was this?
4:30, 4:40, something like that.
Then we drove to Clarissa's home.
I can't believe we did it!
After that, Clarissa was with her mum and I went straight back
to my house, which is when I called the phone box
to tell Gabriel he could go home.
But I couldn't get through. ENGAGED TONE
After Clarissa texted, I...
I realised why.
Look, we did a stupid thing.
It was crazy, I can see that now.
We never meant for anyone to get hurt,
we had nothing to do with Gabriel's death.
QUIET CONVERSATION
We understand your parents didn't approve of your relationship
with Jason.
They never liked him.
Just cos his family don't go to church...
It's more than that, Clarissa. And you know it is...
Whatever...
You and Dad did everything you could to keep us apart.
And now look what's happened.
Many teenagers argue with their parents -
they don't steal from them and plan to skip the country.
You were going to leave Saint-Marie?
I love him.
I just had to be with him, away from you both.
We just wanted the best for you.
That's all you ever wanted. Best school.
Best grades.
Everything has to be so damn perfect.
You know, he said if my grades ever dropped,
he'd send me to a convent school in Guadeloupe.
That's how hard he was on me, shouting at me all the time.
Was he ever violent?
Only in words, but it was getting worse.
I thought maybe one day he might...
He was stressed, running the business. We both were.
Clarissa, I'm going to need you to be really honest with us.
Jason said you both have nothing to do
with your father's murder. Is he telling the truth?
Yes, of course he is.
I think we may have a problem, Florence.
Is it your shoe?
No, not a problem with my shoe. A problem with our murder case.
OK...?
Well, now that we know the kidnap was a fake,
we can be sure that the only four people who knew about
the kidnapping plan were Gabriel Taylor...
Hmm. And Mia, Clarissa and Jason.
And they all swear blind that they never told another soul.
Which means that,
if they were the only three that knew about the kidnapping plan...
Then that means they were the only people who knew
Gabriel would be waiting at the phone box.
Yeah. So unless it was just a random drive-by stabbing -
which I seriously doubt -
one of those three must have killed Gabriel Taylor.
But the problem is, they all have alibis.
OK, look.
The Taylor house is here
and all the way over here is the phone box -
it's miles away. There's no way someone could have stabbed
the victim here, just before five,
and then made it all the way back there for 5:01 -
it's just not possible.
So if none of them could have done it, then who did?
Unless there's someone else out there,
someone who knew Gabriel, knew he'd be at
the phone box at 5pm,
and wanted him dead.
Sir?
Oh, hey, guys, any luck with the van?
No sign of the murder weapon.
And not a single drop of blood, either.
So maybe there is a fourth player in this game.
Someone who we've yet to identify...
You have a cheek turning up here. But, Mrs Taylor, I just...
Well, you can't. Stay away from my daughter.
OK, tomorrow first thing.
Naomi, Marlon, can you go down to the beach club, please?
Speak with the staff.
If it's not one of those three that killed him,
just see if you can find anyone else who might have a motive.
Yes, sir. Florence, I think it's time we did some digging into
Gabriel's background - finances, business associates,
anything that might throw up a suspect. Sir.
Inspector.
Ooh, sir. Wow, you look very smart.
Thank you, DS Cassell.
I came to check in on Sergeant Thomas' first day.
The Inspector and Detective Sergeant
are making me feel very welcome, Sir.
MARLON COUGHS Er, Marlon, too, of course.
I expected nothing less. If you have any concerns,
or need help in any way, don't hesitate to get in touch.
Thank you, sir.
Sir, I assume you'll be wanting these quiz questions.
Why would I want those?
Because you're hosting the quiz tonight.
But you're doing that, Inspector. I'm sorry, what?
I asked you to host a quiz night. And you said you'd be honoured.
Sir, I... I...
I'm not very good at expressing myself.
I... I get, erm, tongue-tied.
I'm asking you to read out a few questions,
not deliver a Shakespeare soliloquy.
It's a very important evening for the Yacht Club, Inspector.
For charity.
For me, personally.
I'll be there, sir.Good.
What can I get you, madam?
A glass of wine and a Coke, please.
The soft drink for Neville?
So he can stay focused.
Oh? Make that a rum and Coke - large.
For his nerves.
Testing, testing.
CLEARS THROAT
SWALLOWS AND SIGHS
Welcome to the quiz.
Don't worry,
I haven't given the Commissioner all
the answers in advance. He asked me to,
but I said no. Sorry, it was just a joke.
Erm, I haven't - he didn't really ask.
Erm, I gave them to the Lady Mayoress instead.
That was just another joke, so, erm, obviously, hopefully...
So, there will be eight rounds, ten questions in each.
Pens at the ready? Round one.
What's the only letter of
the alphabet not used in any of the USA state names?
OK, the results are in
and I fear my joke earlier about being bribed by
a senior island official may have been somewhat misplaced.
Because the winner is, in fact, Mayor of Honore, Catherine Bordey.
We did it, sir. Yeah, we did.
Well done.
We did. Is it really hot in here?
Are you feeling all right?
Yes.
Was... Was there alcohol in that Coca Cola?
Yes. Catherine thought it would help your nerves.
Oh, see, I may have popped
a couple of extra-strength antihistamines...
..to stop me coming out in hives when I get nervous.
And I think the alcohol may be reacting with the histy-antamine.
Hm!
Maybe we should get you home.
Yeah, yeah.
Careful...
Whoa...
There you...
Aha-ha-ha.
It feels like I'm floating.
Am I floating?
No, you're lying on your bed. Ahh, ha!
Do you want me to take off your shoes? No, no, no, no.
You've already done more than enough
and I don't just mean tonight.
I mean all the time.
Ever since I got here, you've been so...kind to me, Florence, so kind.
I really do care about you, you know?
So, so much.
You're just so...
You're so lovely.
I'll see you in the morning.
You're so lovely, Florence.
Night-night, Florence.
So, what we have here is
a Royal Enfield Bullet 500 with a Watsonian Squire sidecar.
It's a bit of a beast, but...I reckon I've mastered it.
There you go.
I mean...
..that's assuming that I'll be driving,
what with you being senior to me.
Of course she wants me in the sidecar.
Listen, it's quite a devil to...
Whoa!
Morning, Florence.
Morning, sir. You feeling OK?
Never slept better in my life.
And I can only apologise for my behaviour last night.
No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have given you the rum.
No... No, you were just trying to help.
But I can't help but be conscious that
I may have somewhat over-shared a little.
I'm so sorry, Florence.
Sir, you've nothing to apologise for.
And don't worry, I realise you...
PHONE RINGS
You should probably get that.
DS Cassell. I see. And you're sending that over now?
OK, thank you.
Sir, that was the authorities in Jamaica.
I got in touch to see if they had anything on Mr and Mrs Taylor
before they moved here. And...
..it seems Mia Taylor has served time in prison.
What?
They've emailed me her records and, apparently,
back in 1997, she was sentenced for three years.
What for?
Possession, dealing drugs, fencing stolen goods.
So how did she come to marry straight-as-a-die
churchgoing Christian Gabriel Taylor?
I was in my teens when I fell in with some bad company.
I was an addict. Prison was almost a relief.
It gave me a chance to get clean.
When I got out, I met Gabriel.
He was part of a outreach programme.
He said he could still see the good in me.
I can't tell you how much that meant.
He said we could start a new life together.
So you came to Saint-Marie?
Mm-hm.
And since then...?
We've had our rough patches. All marriages do.
You and he argued?
He was a proud man, a very moral man.
And that sometimes made him difficult.
But Gabriel gave me the second chance
and the family that I never thought I would get.
Sir, sorry to interrupt, but could we have a word?
One moment.
I spoke to a waiter and he said, about ten days ago
he saw a man argue with Mr Taylor.
He remembers because it got pretty heated.
They went into Mr Taylor's office for a short while,
and when the man came out, he looked like thunder.
The waiter hadn't seen him before
but he's in his 40s,
and he had a scar on the left-hand side of his face.
Mrs Taylor,
did your husband ever mention arguing with a man
with a scar across his face?
No.
But there's something else, isn't there?
It's not possible.
Well, how about you tell us, and we'll decide?
Back in Jamaica, I was...
There was a guy called Otis Benjamin.
He got the scar in a street fight.
Otis Benjamin. I'll get onto Immigration.
Yeah.
But there's no way he could be on the island.
He's been in prison in Jamaica for the last 20 years.
Can you think of any reason why he might have wanted
to harm your husband?
It was Gabriel who turned Otis in to the police,
to keep him away from me.
What was your relationship with Mr Benjamin?
He was my boyfriend,
my dealer, but those days are long gone.
Sir. Otis Benjamin arrived 12 days ago.
They're sending the address he put on his landing card.
Otis Benjamin? Saint-Marie Police.
Mr Benjamin, what are you doing on the island?
I came to see Gabriel Taylor.
Why now?I couldn't before, because I was in prison.
What for?
Armed robbery.
Did you manage to meet with Mr Taylor?
Mm-hm, at that fancy club of his.
What happened?
I told him some home truths.
About how I knew the only reason I was in prison was
because of him. And I wanted compensation.
And we argued, but him so full of himself,
wouldn't give me a cent.
That must have been frustrating.
Didn't mean that I killed him.
Oh, so you know about that, do you?
Of course I knew - it was all on the news.
Who was it? Mia, right?
You reckon?
She were pretty fiery when I knew her, you know.
Sir, we found this in the kitchen.
It's six inches long, one-inch wide,
and it has a serrated edge.
This is not my house.
It's rented.
And that is not my knife.
Where were you two nights ago, Mr Benjamin?
What time?
Say...5pm.
I was in the Blue Dolphin Bar that afternoon,
watching a basketball match on the TV.
The game finished at five o'clock,
I remember. That's when I decided to come back here.
So, if Gabriel was killed at five o'clock,
then I have a alibi, don't I?
Otis Benjamin definitely had motive.
The knife suggests he had means.
Now we just have to prove he had opportunity.
Sir? The owner of the bar says he remembers Otis Benjamin
because of his scar.
But he didn't leave there until after the match, at 5pm.
So his alibi still stands?
Along with the other three suspects,
who were all at the Taylor house when he was murdered.
That gives us four suspects -
none of whom were anywhere near the phone box
at the time Gabriel was stabbed.
Sir, you there?
Oh, hey, Florence.
Evening, sir. You didn't come to Catherine's bar.
No. Just trying to anaesthetise myself
to the embarrassment of yesterday.
Didn't want any of you lot tracking me.
I really am sorry.
You already said that.
And you don't need to be.
I assume that's why you're here.
I was thrown by what you said.
But it made me realise how much I cared about you
and how important you were to me...as a friend.
Right.
I love you as a friend
and as someone I want to always be in my life.
But...
But no more than that?
I mean it when I say I care about you,
so how could I not tell you the truth?
Even if it makes you hate me.
Florence...
..I could never hate you.
CLICKS MOUSE
Well, I'll be damned.
CHICKEN CLUCKS
Ah!
Sergeant Thomas. Sergeant Thomas! Morning!
Sir... I must have...
Uh-oh.
I am so sorry, sir.
No, no, no, that's fine, but, erm,
I don't want to be ungentlemanly about this, but...
..could you sort that out, please?
Of course, sir.
It's just, I'm not...
I'm not all that good with chickens, you see.
Officer Pryce mentioned you have some allergies.
No, it's not that -
I just don't like the look of their feet, you know?
Sir, there's a chicken on your desk.
Yeah, we're aware of that, Marlon, thank you.
Oh...
Looks like it might have done its business here, sir.
I'll clean it up for you, ASAP.
No, no, that's fine. Marlon can do that.
What?
How did this even happen?
I think Sergeant Thomas was up last night burning the midnight oil.
I think she fell asleep at her desk.
Again, I am so sorry, sir.
But I stayed here late to follow up a lead and...
No, no, it's fine. Did the... the lead bear any fruit?
Well, I was going through Mrs Taylor's phone records,
trying to identify everyone she calls,
and one of the numbers belongs to
a woman called Delores Watson.
When I looked her up, I saw that you pulled her in
for selling prescription drugs last year. So I went and talked to her.
In the middle of the night?
It was barely 1am.
She told me Mia has been buying pills from her -
anti-depressants, downers, uppers, a whole medicine cabinet.
So she's fallen off the wagon?
It gets worse. Three weeks ago, Gabriel visited Delores,
told her that if she sold his wife one more pill,
he'd turn her in to the police.
And we know he had a temper on him.
Maybe he would've taken it out on Mia.
And now he's dead.
Gabriel always feared
I'd not changed my ways.
Checking up on me, going through my possessions.
He would say he made the wrong choice marrying me
and having Clarissa.
Taking a pill or two would take the edge off my guilt...
..my fear.
You feared him?
He never did anything, but...
..I could see it in his eyes.
He wanted to.
And then he found out.
He found some pills.
He went crazy,
threatened to throw me out and take Clarissa away from me.
I told him I'd stop.
I begged him to believe me, but...
..he wouldn't listen.
But now you're free of him.
You OK, Sarge?
Keep wondering what the Inspector must think of me right now,
turning the station into a chicken coop.
Hey, you got the big lead, though -
that's going to go on your permanent record.
So why were you here all night long?
This job, it's important to me.
OK.
This is my first murder case.
Come again?
Where I worked before coming here, there weren't many homicides.
In fact...there were none.
Where are you from, again?
Saint-Barnabus.
Ah!
Little baby Barnabus, the smallest island in the Caribbean.
I was born there.
I only left to go to police college.
This is my first posting since I got my sergeant stripes.
Being here, doing this...
..it's all I've ever dreamed of.
And one day, I swear to you
I'm going to work my way up and make it as a detective.
COMPUTER BEEPS
Er, the lab results from the knife we found at Otis's house
have come through.
It's the exact same size as the murder weapon.
And get this - they found traces
of Gabriel Taylor's blood on the handle.
Otis Benjamin is our killer.
Maybe we should wait until the others get here.
We can't risk him getting away.
It... It's just he's... He's quite scary, you know.
We just need a plan, that's it.
Mr Benjamin, Saint-Marie Police...
Oh, sorry, sorry. Mr Benjamin, we just want to speak with you.
Mr Benjamin!
Do not start that car!
Get out of the car...now.
You're under arrest, turn around.
Look, I told you I didn't do it.
Come on, Mr Benjamin.
I didn't kill him.
Then why were you in possession of the knife
that was used to kill Gabriel Taylor?
When I went to see Gabriel, I took a knife with me -
that is all, I wanted to scare him.
Don't think I don't know what you did.
Get out my office. When I pull it on him, he moved so fast,
he had me up against the wall before I could stop him.
There was such a rage in him.
Him took the knife from me and told me to get out.
Gabriel had your knife?
Then tell us how you got it back.
The next day,
I went back to the club and put a tracker on him car.
You did what?!
I was in prison for 20 years...
..while him got rich, stole my girl.
I wasn't going to let him slip away.
The night he died, I was checking on him location, in the bar.
And when I see the car stop,
I reckoned it was my chance to show him I meant business.
When I arrived, him was already dead.
I could see him been killed with my knife.
I couldn't leave it at the scene - it had my fingerprints all over it.
That's when I heard ambulance and got out of there as fast as I could.
When I got back, I washed the knife and put it back in the drawer.
I thought it was all over.
One moment...
One moment.
Gabriel took the knife with him?
But why? Who was he planning to meet?
The kidnapper?
He was expecting a call from the kidnapper, not to meet him.
But who else could have been at the phone box?
No-one - the only other people in the case
were miles away at the time.
There's something else.
If Otis is telling the truth and he's not the killer,
that means whoever did it left the knife in Gabriel.
There's no trail of blood leading to the body,
which suggests he was stabbed here at the phone box.
Is that it?
It's been in front of our eyes the whole time.
What has? Is it something in the picture?
No! No, it's something that's NOT in the picture.
Hah!
But who could have done it?
Then a van drove up and... Clarissa was returned to me.
Where's Dad?
I went and got the money. Clarissa kept look-out.
The game finish at five o'clock, I remember.
And suddenly it all makes sense!
But why the phone box?
The kidnapper said he wasn't allowed to have his phone.
Of course! Ha!
HE LAUGHS
What's going on?
Hold on.
Sir, have you figured out who the killer is?
You know what, Marlon?
I think I have.
That's what's going on.
Now, this has been a hugely challenging case,
not least because every time we found someone with a motive,
they just as quickly revealed a watertight alibi.
You don't think one of us did it?
I'm afraid I do.
Oh, thank you, Naomi, Marlon.
This is mad, we were all together.
Yes, you were. And yet, also, you weren't.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have had an opportunity
to have killed your father - would you, Clarissa?
What?
That's crazy.
After we got the bag of money, we came straight here!
That's true, which means, as I finally realised,
Gabriel must have been killed at a different time.
And a different location.
Or possibly both.
Are you saying someone moved him body after he was knifed?
Got it in one.
And the person who moved Gabriel's body was...
..Gabriel himself.
You're just talking nonsense now.
This is the photo we had of Gabriel.
As you can see, he's wearing a wooden rosary on his right wrist.
I assume, as a man of faith, he wore it all the time?
Mm-hm.
But, by the time he died, he was no longer wearing it.
I picked up one of his wooden rosary beads in my shoe,
but where did I find it? That's the question.
It only made sense when we realised
it was Gabriel who had the knife that night.
KNIFE CLANGS
I think Gabriel believed he knew who had taken his daughter from him.
Otis here. He was wrong, but that's what he thought.
And that's why he took the knife with him.
The last time their paths had crossed, 20 years ago in Jamaica,
Gabriel had sent Otis to prison to protect his wife-to-be, Mia.
Now I think, this time, to protect his daughter,
he was prepared to go a step further.
Before the drop-off, he made sure he was armed.
He then left the money - as he'd been asked to.
But he didn't go straight to the phone box.
Instead, he made sure he and his car were hidden, and he waited.
I can only imagine how shocked he was when he saw
the van pull up and Jason get out.
But here's the crucial point.
Jason and Clarissa were together the whole time.
Apart from one moment - not long, just a few seconds, maybe -
when Jason was distracted by a bag containing $50,000.
And that was the moment Gabriel - knife in hand -
armed and ready, tried to find out who the other person in
the van was.
And was shocked to discover it was his own daughter.
Now, imagine you're Clarissa.
Your dad's just uncovered your plan. You're not going to get your money
and you're not going to escape with the love of your life.
In that moment, you knew it was all over.
Your dad would never forgive you. He'd control you, forever.
So Clarissa acted on raw instinct.
She grabbed the knife, snapping her dad's rosary in the tussle.
And she stabbed him.
It was then just a matter of pushing him away...
..making sure Jason suspected nothing when he returned
with the money a few seconds later.
But your dad wasn't quite dead yet.
Gabriel knew he needed an ambulance - and fast.
But he didn't have his phone on him.
It had been one of the kidnapper's demands.
But he did know where the nearest phone box was,
so he drove there.
Not because the kidnapper told him to.
But because he needed to call an ambulance.
He still had a knife in his stomach
and, while it continued to remain there,
it would stem the bleeding that would be coming out of
the wound - for a while, at least.
I can't even imagine the strength he needed to make it.
But, after the drive,
by the time he arrived at the phone box,
the knife had done its damage,
and his life was ebbing away.
Emergency Services.
Need an ambulance. Gabriel Taylor.
Sergeant Thomas?
You were right, sir.
We checked where the money was dropped off at Bellaroux Cove.
We found the rest of Mr Taylor's rosary in the dirt.
You didn't set out to commit murder that night, Clarissa.
But when Gabriel found out the truth about you,
you had to make a choice between the love you felt for Jason
and the hate you felt for your father.
And you chose hate.
Let's go.
And what about Mr Benjamin?
Well, since he's no doubt in serious violation of his parole,
I think we'd best return him to the Jamaican authorities.
Good evening, sir.
Good evening, everyone,
I hear congratulations are in order.
Sir. And I should say, Sergeant Thomas' contribution
proved absolutely crucial to solving the case.
Good work, Sergeant. Thank you, sir.
Oh, and Inspector... I should let you know...
..you were such a triumph last night,
I've been fielding calls from a number of people
who want you to run their quiz nights.
Er, sir, I... I don't know...
I, of course, said yes on your behalf.
Seeing as it's for charity.
When you say "many calls"...
PHONE RINGS
I'm sorry, I've got to take this.
Selwyn Patterson.
Drinks? Yes, please.
Cool, can I have a hand?
Now, Naomi,
may I introduce you to...
..Catherine, who owns the best bar on the island.
Thank you, Marlon.
She's also technically our boss,
because Catherine is the Mayor of Honore.
Pleased to meet you.
And you, Naomi.
And it also means we get discounts!
Don't listen to him.
If you need anything, Naomi, let me know.
Starting with snacks, hmm?
So...
..how was it - your first murder investigation?
It was...
..amazing, Marlon.
Like, I'm finally doing what I've always wanted to.
And do you know what's my favourite bit of it all?
What?
Realising I have such a good partner helping me.
I reckon we're going to make a really good team, Marlon Pryce.
Just as long as you don't let any more chickens in the station.
So...are we going to be OK?
Oh, yeah.
Absolutely.
Of course.
Really.
Everything all right, sir?
News of Otis Benjamin -
he flew back to Jamaica this evening,
to meet with his parole officers.
That was the local police...
..letting me know that he was found on a beach...
..shot dead.
They wanted to know if we had any intel on him.
Nothing that would specifically suggest a reason
for someone to murder him, sir.
That's what I thought.
It's somewhat strange.
But it's in their hands now.
Not ours. There's no more we can do.
This is me brother, Bradley.
He's over visiting.
Desreta here is our club president.
Jake! Something's happened to your uncle.
He's behaving differently at work, too. Things are...awkward.
Connor Faircroft being the prime suspect in his brother's murder.
Someone's setting me up here.
I got this.
I swear to ya, I didn't kill Bradley.
There must be plenty of other members you'd rather play with, sir.
There are.
I just wanted things to go back to the way
they used to be between us - friends!