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♪

[applause]

In the eight months
since we first opened

for business here at
Bless Your Arts,

we have felt so welcomed
by the community,

and it's my great honor
to be a small part

of the rich history that
is this heritage building.

[applause]

Without further ado,
I would like to invite

our very special guest
speaker for today's ceremony.

A woman who needs
no introduction.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome Sweet River's

very own Lone Star Cashmere
founder, Ellie Mitchum.

[applause]

[dramatic music]

[crash]

[scream]

[pleasant music]

Stay close by, George.

[dog barks]

Good morning, Ainsley.

Morning, Jake.

Thanks for coming by
on such short notice.

When I heard you needed
some help with the ladder.

I dropped everything
and hopped in my truck.

I aced ladders at the academy.

Well, everyone will be here
in less than an hour,

and I still haven't gotten
this banner up.

Ah, leave it to me.

No matter how
many times I see this word,

it just doesn't look right.

It looks like an eye test chart.

Sesquicentennial. Yeah.

This building is 150 years old.

I guess when you're that old,

the city gives
you a plaque, huh?

And throw you a party?

Mm. Right.

Um...

You know, I hear
that our own celebrity

Miss Lone Star Cashmere
herself will be in attendance.

You know, my grandma,

she buys me a sweater from
there for Christmas every year,

whether I need one or not.

Yep. Ellie Mitchum
and her whole entourage.

You know, she and Mrs. Whedon

used to go to school
here together back in the day.

Gladys is 150 years old.

Very funny.

Don't tell her I said that.

Yeah. This used to be a
school until the mid '70's.

Oh, you should see the contract
that Ellie's people sent over.

Let me guess.

Only chilled bottles of water

with the caps slightly loosened.

No brown M&Ms.

Not quite, but close enough.

Well, she is the CEO of
a Fortune 500 company.

I hear they tend to be a tad
particular about their M&Ms.

Here you go.

Oh. Oh, yeah.
Just a little bit.

Oh, a little higher.

[laughs]

Hey, are you doing that
on purpose?

Well, if you want to get
a little taller,

you got to stretch out
a little bit.

Got to work for it, huh?

Besides, you were
the brains of the operation.

I'm just the brawn.

What?
I could be the brawn.

Oh, that's right, I forgot
you, uh, you do sports now?

- No. I work out.
- [Jake chuckles]

- Hey, Maria.
- Hi.

Need some help?

Yes, please.

Big day.

Jake, thanks again
for hanging the sign.

It's my pleasure.

Are you going to stay?

No, I got to get back
to the station,

but I'm going to try
and make it back

to get the end of the ceremony,
all right?

See ya.

-Hi Jake
-Hi Maria, how's it going?

♪

So nice of Jake to come by

and continue fanning
the flames of your romance.

He's a fireman, though.

Shouldn't he be putting
out fires?

We're taking it slow.

Slow or stored for winter?

Sorry, I'm late.

Oh. That's okay, Lily.

Thanks so much for making

those lemon squares
for the event.

They are so good.

I can make you a batch
if you'd like.

Oh, I'd love that.

Hey, are you okay?

I got in a little argument
with my grandma,

but I'll shake it off.

Okay. The Lone Star Cashmere
executive green room

is up and running
in the classroom.

I got a comfy chair
for Ms. Mitchum.

AC is up, and I even put
a heater in there

in case she gets cold.

I can't believe she asked
for a private green room

away from the public
so she can knit.

She's a workaholic.

You don't get the title of

"The Martha Stewart of
Knitting" for nothing.

She's about as friendly
as a bramble bush.

You've met her?

A couple times.
I'm friends with her daughter.

She is not nice to her.

Would you watch
what you're doing?

I was getting the door.

Pay more attention.

Oh, boy.

Ms. Mitchum, welcome.

I'm Ainslie McGregor.
I own Bless Your Arts.

I was told there would be a
private room for me to wait in.

Yes. Of course.
Right this way.

♪

Does this look familiar?

We've recreated your classroom.

There's a dog in here.

Oh, that's just George.
He's very friendly.

I'll take him out.

Come here, Georgie.
Come on, baby, let's go.

Good boy.

Sorry.

Ainsley, I'm Hilary.
I work with Ellie.

We spoke on the phone.

Pleasure to meet you in person.

These are Ellie's children.
This is Emma and Blake.

Hi.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Ms. Mitchum has requested that
she remain in here undisturbed

until you're ready for her
to make her speech.

Not a problem.

Let me know if you need
anything else.

I will. Thank you.

Mmhmm.

Sorry.

[indistinct chatter]

Ainsley.

Oh, Mrs. Whedon. Hi.

Where is Eleanor Mitchum?

Oh, she's in the classroom, but
she asked to not be distur...

Grandma...

[door slams]

Come on, George.

What has gotten
into people today?

I thought having
a celebrity here

was going to have people
on their best behavior.

But you're always on your
best behavior, aren't you?

Yeah, unless there's
squirrels involved.

Does he ever answer back?

Oh, uh, sometimes
in his own way.

Look, I just wanted to
apologize to you and George

for my mom's attitude.

George, she only kicked you
out of your little spot

because she's scared
of dogs and cats,

and probably squirrels, too.

Well, that's okay.

He's pretty good at
picking up on those things.

Yeah, my mom's not really good
with anyone or anything

that isn't wool-based...
except for sheep.

She's terrified of them, too.

You know, really it's all
just an act to cover up

how nervous she is
underneath everything.

Well, she could have fooled me.

[George whimpers]

Oh.

Oh. Looks like another casualty
of Ellie Mitchum's ire.

I sure hope not.

Well, anyway, hopefully
today goes well

and you'll have a chance
to properly meet my mother

once the pressure
to perform is off.

I'll let you get back to it.

Oh, I know you're upset

because she didn't
leave you any treats.

[applause]

Without further ado,
I would like to invite

our very special guest speaker
for today's ceremony.

A woman who needs
no introduction.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome

Sweet River's very
own Lone Star Cashmere founder,

Ellie Mitchum.

[applause]

[tense music]

Ms. Mitchum?

[knocking]

Okay, well, if
we don't hurry this up.

There might be another
sesquicentennial

until we get this ribbon cut.

[laughter]

Ms. Mitchum?

Once again, ladies and
gentlemen, please welcome...

[loud scream]

She's dead.

[dramatic music]

[police siren wailing]

Sheriff.

Chief.

She obviously fell forward,

but looking at the angle
of her arms,

it doesn't look like she
put them out to stop herself.

The minor laceration on her neck

probably came from a teacup
when it broke

as she fell against the table.

Hey sis, this finding
a dead body thing

is becoming a habit of yours.

Yeah. Don't I know it?

Cyra please tell me this
was death by natural causes

and that there are
no signs of foul play.

The press can have a field
day with this as it is.

This is unlikely the result
of a cardiac incident.

Symptoms of heart attack
fatalities usually consist

of swelling and discoloration
around the face and neck.

Okay.

Due to the discoloration
around the victim's lips,

we can't rule out.
- Don't say it.

Poisoning.

Maybe my request for you
to tell me

this wasn't foul play
wasn't clear enough.

Sorry Sheriff, until we do
a full tox report,

every possibility
is on the table.

You know, if it was poison,

it had to have been
something fast-acting.

Did she ingest anything
before the event?

Well, I made her some tea,

but I don't know if
she drank any of it.

I guess we can't rule you out
as a suspect, then.

Oh, please, Ryan.

Oh, please, Sheriff.

How soon can you get me
something definitive?

Definitive?

Substantial. Look,
this woman's been listed

in Fortune Magazine.

Every news outlet on the planet

is going to be asking
for a statement.

The last thing we need to do
is make an unforced error

and call this a murder
when it's not.

It's trivia night down
at Yonders.

Uh... I guess I'll have
to cancel again.

All right. I'll head to the lab
and start running some samples.

Thank you.

Hey, Pearson, did you, uh,

did you get statements
from your family members?

Yes.

You might as
well release them then.

We want answers,
and we want them now

or you're gonna hear
from our lawyer!

I told you,
you need to calm down.

Just get him out of here.

Sorry.

Hey, Ryan, look at this.

Ains... you got to call
me sheriff, okay?

This is a crime scene.

Well, it's safe to say
she took a bite out of this.

Where did those come from?

I made them last night.
Kevin came and helped me.

This Kevin?

Deputy trainee Kevin?
Didn't take you for a baker.

We even ate a couple when
they came out of the oven.

I had five.

Nice.

And once they cooled,
I put them in the container.

I brought them in today.

Neither of us got sick.

I'll get everything bagged
up and run it down to Vale.

Thank you.

Ainsley said that your
grandmother knew Ms. Mitchum.

They knew each other from
when they went to school here.

They became friends over
their love of knitting.

But when Ellie
started her company,

Gram's felt that she
became successful

because she stole her designs.

You told me earlier
that you had an argument

with your grandmother.
What was it about?

When she found out that Ellie
was going to be here today,

she wanted to confront her
once and for all.

I tried to convince her not
to do it, but she was adamant.

What did she say to Ellie?

I don't know, she wouldn't
tell me.

Look, I know
my grandma is angry,

but I promise she's no murderer.

These are crime students
of mine.

Kevin works for you.

What motive could
they possibly have

to murder a knitting magnet?

I can hold off on bringing
them in for questioning

until I hear back from Vale.

But until then,
nobody's off the table.

Doesn't matter how close
their connection to us is.

Uh...[clears throat]

Oh, not you too.

- Hey, Sheriff.
- Yeah.

Uh, somebody from
Roiters called for you.

Reuters. Take a message.

Oh, and Coroner Vale
is on line one.

Thanks, Deputy Trainee.

Hey, Vale, you got Ainsley
and Chief Trenton here.

Hi, all.

Initial test results showed
no poison in the lemon squares.

The tea was clear as well.

I guess you're off the hook.

In fact, initial screening

show no sign of poison at all.

So what killed her?

Looking like anaphylactic shock.

An allergic reaction?

Yes, but I've checked her
medical records,

and there's nothing to indicate

she had any food-borne
allergies.

There are no insect bites
or stings on her body.

So it had to be something else
she came into contact with.

Still, accidental death
makes all our lives easier.

Except for hers.

Too soon.

Vale, can I put that
in my official report?

No.

I didn't ask you.

Cyra, did you check the shawl?

Shawl?

The shawl that Mrs. Whedon
brought in and left with Ellie.

She's allergic to shawls?

It could be like
the shirt of Nessus.

Nessus? Didn't he play
right wing for the stars?

It's from Greek mythology.

It's the poisonous shirt
that killed Hercules.

Hercules? He's the backup
goalie for the Flames, right?

No. They traded him
last season.

Are you two finished?

We did find a foreign
substance on the shawl, Ains.

Foreign substance?
What does that mean?

Poison?

Inconclusive.

We're running some more tests,

but whatever it was, was
found on the victim's hands

and around her mouth.

It may be what killed her.

An item that was transported
into that room

was laced with something

that her body had a severe
reaction to.

Okay. Call with any updates.

Will do.

What are you going to do?

You know what I need to do?

I know what you think you have
to do, but it is so absurd.

I can't even believe
you're thinking about doing it.

What's he going to do?

He's going to arrest
Gladys Whedon.

No, I'm not.

Hey, Sheriff...

somebody from the Associated
Press is on the phone.

Take a message.

I can't even believe you're
considering going to the house

of a respected member
of our community

and arresting her.

I'm not going to arrest her.

Then what are you going to do?

I'm just trying to keep up here.

I'm going to go to the house
of a respected member

of our community,

and politely ask her
to come down to the station

to give a statement.

Right now, she's
our prime suspect.

Hey, Sheriff...

Take a message! Please.

Gladys Whedon is no more our
prime suspect than George is.

She was at the scene of the
crime, and she has a motive.

And if whatever was on the shawl

is what killed her.

I mean, she brought in
the murder weapon, too.

I got to do it, Ains.

I know you're a
community-minded nose

doesn't want to admit it,

but your crime nose,
knows I'm right.

Then I'm going with you.

No, you're not.

Do you remember when you hired
me as official collaborator

with the Sweet River Police?

Consider this official
collaboration.

Fine.

[knocking]

What took you so long?

Pery
than a pocket full of pudding.

Ellie Mitchum was a thief

who built her entire empire
on a lie.

And it all started with
the pattern on that shawl.

That's why I wanted
to bring it to Bless Your Arts

to show her I haven't forgotten
that she stole my designs.

What did you say
when you confronted her?

I didn't get a chance
to talk to her.

Eleanor!

Ellie hasn't the time.
She's too busy. I'm sorry.

Ellie just turned her back.

And that woman, Hilary, told me
Ellie was too busy to see me.

What a load of hogwash.

I could see her sitting right
there in the room... knitting.

So I just threw the shawl
at her and left.

Are you aware of any allergies
that Ellie may have had?

She was allergic
to being a nice person.

It doesn't track.

Why would Gladys openly admit

to her feud with Ellie
if she were guilty?

I agree.

And why do it at a public
event in front of 50 people?

I agree.

Plus, Gladys is
not the type of person...

Ainsley?

We're releasing her
as a person of interest.

Oh. Well good.

So if you only listened to me
in the first place,

I could have saved
you the trouble.

I'm just doing my job,
but duly noted.

Well, that still leaves us
with a big problem, though.

Who killed Ellie Mitchum?

Sheriff McGregor.

Oh. Hi, Maureen.
Sorry I didn't see you there.

What can I do for you?

Oh, I'm just waiting for Gladys.

Oh, she'll be out
in a few minutes.

Lovely.

Ryan, you're a good boy,

and I think you're doing
a fine job as sheriff.

But if you ever mess
with my friend Gladys,

you better be more careful

than a cat in a room
full of rocking chairs.

Do we understand each other?

Yes, ma'am.

Lovely.

I'll see you at book club.

You know what
I love about this job?

It's the constant
outpouring of gratitude.

Go home.
Get some sleep tonight.

Tomorrow's not going to be easy.

That's reassuring.

[indistinct chattering]

Hey!

Sorry, I'm late.

Oh. No problem.

I wasn't sure what
kind of coffee you liked,

so I winged it.

Mm.

Is this a rosemary
brown sugar latte?

That's my favorite.

Mm.

Now, the reason
I was late is because

I swung by
the classroom at the BYA

just to make sure
everything was cleaned up.

You did that for me?

Yeah. It seems like yesterday
was stressful enough.

Maybe you could use
a fresh start.

That is so sweet.

[cheerful music]

So how did you get in,

because I locked up when I left.

Firemen. Used the ax
chopped down the door.

Excellent.

Maria was just getting there,
so she let me in.

How are you doing today?

I'm fine.

Still in shock a little?

Yeah. I think
the whole town is.

Yeah.

Oh, by the way,

I ran into Ellie's daughter
Emma, at the Koffee Klatch.

Lily's helping her plan
a memorial for her mother,

and they invited us.

Us?

Us?

You and me?

They also said Ryan
could come too.

Oh.

That's great.
Us and Ryan.

[phone ringing]

- Ryan.
- Of course.

Hi.

Yes, we'll be right there.

Chlorhexidine gluconate.

It was a severe reaction to that

which caused acute
respiratory distress

and fatal anaphylactic shock.

Can you do that thing

where you translate it
into layman's terms, please?

An allergic reaction to
chlorhexidine killed her.

And that's a poison?

Yes and no.

A poison can be classified

as any foreign substance
that causes a severe reaction.

For some people,
that's peanut butter.

I'm about to have
a severe reaction

unless somebody can tell me
if this was a homicide or not.

Chlorhexidine, why does
that sound familiar?

Because it's this.

Oh, right.
Medical grade antiseptic.

They use this
to treat gingivitis.

Among other things.

How do you know this stuff?

I minored in forensic science.

Chlorhexidine has
a very low mortality rate.

0.78 per 100,000,
to be exact.

It's very rare that someone

would have a fatal reaction to
it, but it's not impossible.

Is it conceivable that
something at Bless Your Arts

would just happen
to contain this stuff?

Not unless it was moonlighting
as some kind of medical lab.

There are trace elements found
in cosmetics and disinfectants,

but nowhere near the levels

found on the victim's hands
and face.

Yeah, and it isn't something

that you could buy over the
counter in this concentration.

So someone who knew that Ellie

had this rare allergy
laced something

that she would come
into contact with yesterday.

And hope that it would slip
past the toxicology screening.

She was murdered.

Murdered by who and why?

According to Occam's Razor,

we should look at
the most obvious place first.

The family.

Occam's Razor?

That's the one
with the triple blade

and the aloe glide, right?

You know, I prefer Occam
electric, smoother less mess.

What? I'm sorry.
It was right over the plate.

I had to take a swing.

Occam's Razor is a theory
we're teaching at the university.

Enlighten us, Professor.

You know, my jokester brother
here thinks that being funny

is more important
than being intelligent.

And my sister's a nerd.
What's your point?

The Mitchums are holding
a memorial service tomorrow.

We should go.

Us and you.

And do what?
Hand out a questionnaire?

Please check yes
if you're Ellie's murderer.

You know, for a cop, you're
not so bright sometimes.

But whoever murdered Ellie
is going to be there.

We need to investigate.

I need to investigate.

You need to collaborate.

What's the difference?

You tell me, nerd.

Okay, so you'd prefer that
I not attend a memorial

which I was personally
invited to, I might add,

of a murder victim who died
in my place of business.

Even though it might help
the police department

for whom I also work.

Correct.

Why did you hire me for this job

if you don't want me
to actually do it?

[exhales]

Because you're the most
brilliant person

I've ever known.

You're so smart, it gets
you into trouble sometimes.

Look...

Making you an official
part of the police department

was so that whenever
you did get in trouble,

I would know about it.

You got this thing.

You always got to make sure
that justice is served.

You make me sound
like a superhero.

A tiny little one.

[chuckles]

Joking aside, Ains,
there's a killer on the loose.

Yeah, and I'm going to help you
find them.

You came here

because you're supposed
to be keeping a low profile.

Hey, you worry too much.

When I think about
what happened in Chicago,

it feels like I don't
worry enough sometimes.

I just don't get it.

If Ellie's allergy
to chlorhexidine

wasn't in her medical records,
how would anyone know

that she'd have a fatal
reaction to it?

Especially if she might
not even have known herself.

Look, I...

I don't want to overstep, but...

what happened in Chicago?

Um.

I just got a little too close
to a case

when I was working for
the police department there.

It's fine.
It's not a big deal.

Okay.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music heightens]

It's just so eerie to think
that this happened here

right under our noses.

Well, that's why we're
all here at Book club

to help figure this out.

Uh, about that subject.

Seeing as we've shifted gears
into solving crimes,

I think we should figure out
a new name.

We can't keep calling it book
club if we're not a book club.

Sure, we can figure out
a new name later.

Why doesn't everyone
think of some suggestions?

Next book club will vote.

Right now we have more
important things to attend to.

So where do we start?

Perhaps we could start

by crossing my name
off the suspect list.

[laughing]

Gladys.

I have been
presumptively cleared.

Oh, I'm so glad you
made it, Gladys.

The only reason
I would ever miss book club

is if I were in jail.

Hi George.

I came pretty close
the other day.

Technically, I think Kevin and
I were suspects for a minute.

We baked the lemon squares.

Me, too.
I made the tea.

And wouldn't that be ironic if
the murderer has been sitting

right here at the table with us?

Mm. Again, you mean.

[tense music]

Okay. I think we're
all up to speed.

So...

who would want to
murder Ellie Mitchum?

Tons of people.

She was a rich,
successful person

and people like that
are often targets.

I've been listening
to murder podcasts.

No, this wasn't some
stranger off the street.

This was very specific.

An extremely rare allergen.

Mmhmm. Had to be
an inside job.

Who did she come in contact with

from the moment
she arrived up to her death?

Hardly anyone.
We saw the car pull up.

Would you watch
what you're doing?

I was getting the door.

Pay more attention.

That's case closed then.
It was the limo driver.

I mean, those guys
depend on good reviews.

He'd rather kill her than
get a one-star rating.

Now, the strange thing is,

he didn't even seem
like a limo driver.

He wasn't very apologetic.

Kind of even argued back
a little.

Maybe it was someone
who worked for the company

because Ellie never
liked outsiders around her.

I mean, I guess
I understand Ellie's reaction.

It was a little bit harsh,

but the bag, it was a
beautiful auburn leather.

It must have cost a fortune.

Wait... you're right.
It was auburn.

But the bag I remember
at the crime scene

was more of a sea-foam blue.

Are you certain you
remember it as it being blue?

She knows the difference
between blue and brown Don.

Eyewitness testimony
is notoriously unreliable.

Murder podcasts.

No, no, no, it was
definitely blue.

I remember because the bag
matched the color

of the knitting needles
that Ellie was using.

Or maybe it was one long needle.

I don't know.

Home economics
was not my strong suit.

What do you mean,
"one long needle"?

Oh, well. Next to the body,

it looked like two needles
connected by a cord.

Is that a thing?

Those are circular needles.

There are several types
of knitting needles.

Straight, double-pointed
cable and circular.

Okay, well, Ellie
was definitely using

circular needles
before she died.

That's strange, because when
we were girls in this school,

Ellie always hated
circular needles.

She was a purist

who insisted on using
double-pointed needles.

Now, she could be
very particular

about those kinds of things.

Maybe she had a change
of heart in her later years.

Assuming she had a heart.
I mean, I doubt it.

Well that's interesting.

I'll ask Ryan to see
the crime scene photos.

Okay, what about Ellie's
daughter, Emma?

Lily, you know her?

Yes. Um, Emma and I are
really good friends.

She's very sweet.

She's smart, and she has
a great career owning

part of a sports
apparel company.

And Ellie's son, Blake.

You mean Captain Handsome?

What? He's a very
attractive guy.

Well, it seemed like he had a
little bit of a temper, though.

In his defense,
his mother just died.

It's understandable to be upset.

True.

And Hilary?

Actually, earlier,
I found out that Hilary

is Ellie Mitchum's niece.

- Oh.
- Really?

Why didn't any of us know that?

I had to dig deep,
but it's here.

It must have been her
twin sister's girl.

I lost track of that one
when she moved to the city.

Mm.

Okay, well, looks like we have

more answers than questions
this evening,

but that's normal for the
beginning of any investigation.

The family memorial is tomorrow.

Lily and I are going to go see
what more info we can find out.

That's good.

Twenty-four hours
after any crime... critical.

That's podcasts.

[serene music]

My grandmother would be
so happy to know

that I was at Ellie
Mitchum's house.

She loved Lone Star Cashmere
that much.

Uh, yeah. This...

this was her Graceland.

- Hi.
- Hi.

She looks really nice
in that picture.

I know what
Mrs. Whedon would say.

A picture could tell
a thousand lies.

You know, it's so strange,
isn't it?

Does it matter how rich
or successful you are?

One day, in the blink of
an eye, it's all over.

Yeah. One day you're gone and
there are a bunch of strangers

standing around your house
eating hors d'oeuvres

and lying about how much
they liked you.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

What?

I didn't have lunch.

All right, I'm gonna go mingle.

Don't get us into
any trouble, please.

- Ainsley.
- Hi.

So nice of you both to be here.

Ainsley, you remember
Emma and Blake.

Hi. My condolences again.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you.
And for being here as well.

Oh, it's the least we could do.

This is Jake Trenton.

He's our local fire chief
in Sweet River.

Fire chief, huh?
Wow, that's a cool job.

Uh, yeah, I can actually
be a little hot sometimes.

[laughs] Hot. Right.

Because you're
putting out fires.

Yeah. That's funny,
I like it.

I'm glad.

Ainsley, I meant to tell
you the other day

that you have very nice teeth.

I'm sorry.

Your teeth, wow, they are
perfect. My goodness.

Sorry. I'm a dentist.
I notice these kind of things.

Ah, dentist.
That sounds like a cool job.

Yeah. You know,
I find it fulfilling.

Filling because
you're a dentist.

That's, uh...
Ha, ha, very funny.

Thank you, Chief.

Uh, so, um, how do you... how
how do you two know each other?

Ainsley teaches
a criminology course

that I take at the university.

How nice.

And it's your brother
who's the sheriff, right?

Yes.

I guess you could say
it runs in the family.

Emma is at Rubicon
Competitive International.

Oh, yeah, I think I have one
of your yoga mats.

Excuse me.

I need to speak to you two...
now!

Uh. Excuse us.

I gotta put out a fire.

Okay.

- [whispers] That's him.
- Who?

The driver that dropped
off Ellie at the event.

Well, I guess he's more
than just a chauffeur.

Yeah, I gotta go find out more.

[serene piano music]

[tense music]

[Sam] This can't go any further.

[Blake] Keep your voice down.

[Sam] You've got to stop
fighting me on this.

Hilary has a clear path
to becoming the CEO

now that Ellie is dead.

Do you understand
what that means?

She is going to have
a controlling stake

in the empire that
your mother built.

[Emma] But Sam, you're
the chairman of the board.

Can't you stop her?

No, not unless you two sign
over your voting shares to me.

Can this wait?
It's our mother's memorial.

Is it really the time to be
discussing things like this?

This is precisely the time

to be talking about things
like this!

Hey!

[tense music]

I got worried, so I thought
I should come looking for you.

We should probably get back.

Ainsley?

Hilary. Hi.

We were trying to find
our way out, and we got lost.

It's just down those stairs.

Here, I'll show you.

Oops.

There you go.

Thank you.

Work's never finished, I guess.

I can hardly call it work.

Knitting calms me down, and
it's been a difficult few days.

I imagine.

It's a special protective type
of beeswax

for the bamboo knitting
needles we use.

Ellie was a stickler
for ensuring our equipment

was in perfect condition.

Mm.

I'll show you out.

[indistinct conversations]

Oh, hi.

Where have you two been?

I was looking everywhere
for you.

You?!

Who do you think you are?!

Coming here uninvited
and snooping around.

She was invited!
I invited her!

Well, consider
the invitation revoked.

Why are you doing this?

Don't you have any respect
for the dead?

You get out of here or
I'm calling the police.

Sir, please calm down.
I am the police.

Oh, really?

Yes.

Well, then why don't
you do your job

and get these trespassers
out of here?

I'm going to ask you again,
please calm down.

I want them out...

It's okay. We are leaving.

- [car horn]
- Help!!!

What is that?

Help! Help me!

- Emma!
- Get me out of here!!!

Help! I can't get out!

Check the doors
on the other side.

Hey, get me a fire
extinguisher now!

- Help!!!
- It's locked.

Emma, I'm gonna break
the window.

Okay? I need you to back up.
Back up.

Okay, here I go.
I got you.

I got you.

[coughing]

[coughing]

Let's go, let's go!
I got you, I got you!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Can you breathe?

- Fire extinguisher.
- Thank you.

[crying and hyperventilating]
Thank you.

[coughs]

My best guess is the lithium
ion battery combusted?

That's weird.
It's a new car.

Yeah.

Could it have been
intentionally damaged?

Get a fire incident report done.

[dramatic music]

What did you say
his name was again?

Sam.

I overheard Emma refer to him
as the chairman.

Here he is.

Lone Star Cashmere,
company chairman, Sam Mills.

Maybe it's a corporate thing.

He was trying to gain
total control of the company.

Yeah, but sabotaging Emma's car?

That's a little bit extreme,
don't you think?

More extreme
than poisoning Ellie?

About even.

I think we should call an
emergency book club session.

Oh. Twice in one week.
I like it.

Yeah. The more I investigate,

the less clear
everything becomes.

Blake. Hi.

Ainsley. Hi.

Sorry. I didn't know
that you weren't open yet.

Oh, we're just opening now.
Come on in.

I really, really
like this space.

Very nice.

Hey, look, I wanted
to come by and apologize

about Sam yesterday.

Seems I'm always apologizing
for someone.

Story of my life.

Sam can be a bit cantankerous.

Well, I'm sorry
if I caused a scene.

No. It's fine.

You know, it wasn't even

the craziest thing that
happened all afternoon.

Never a dull moment
in my family.

How is your sister doing?

She's okay. It was a freak
accident... probably.

Yeah.

You know, to be honest,

tensions are a bit high
in my family right now.

With my mother being gone,
there's a lot of infighting

as to which direction
to take the company.

I try to stay out of it.

You know, knitting
isn't really my thing.

But as the eldest child,

I have been named executor
of the estate,

so naturally, I'm pulled
into the thick of it.

These are nice.

It must be difficult

on top of grieving
the loss of your mother.

Mm. Yeah.

Hey, do you want to get
dinner tonight?

Uh, dinner?

You know, the thing where
people eat food together?

Typically at a restaurant.
It's the latest craze.

Right. Of course.

I'd love to.
I can't tonight we've got...

Book club.

Yes, we have book club tonight.

Maybe another night, then.

I'll let you get back to work.

Looks like Jake's got a little
bit of competition.

Oh stop it.

Why would he come
all the way over here

just to apologize?

There must be
an ulterior motive.

Yeah, to ask you on a date.

Hey, Chief.

What the...

It's the dentist guy.

Thank you for coming in,
Ms. Mitchum.

You can call me Emma.

Okay. Emma.

Uh, have a seat right here.

Thank you.

So, Emma, um, do you have
any reason to believe

that there was
foul play involved

with the incident
with your car yesterday?

I don't want to get anyone
in trouble.

Well, if someone's trying
to hurt you,

telling the police about it
isn't getting them in trouble.

It's important that we know.

Let's just say our company
chairman, Sam,

has put it in
my head that Hilary,

who is set to become CEO,

is planning on taking down
anybody who gets in the way

of her taking control
of the company.

But I have no proof.

As CEO, wouldn't she already
have control of the company?

Not with the members
of the board.

There is so much greed
and backstabbing

in the business world,

and it's especially hard when
you combine it with family.

That's why I moved away...
years ago.

I live in Chicago now.

Have you ever been there?

Yeah, once.

If it were foul play,

who else would have
had access to your car?

Any number of people.
It's a company car.

Dinner time.

Here you go, Georgie.

What is it?

Is your ball under there?

Here. Come on, George.
Go eat your dinner.

Yep. I'll get it.

[mysterious music]

These two, but I'm not
too sure about those ones.

Right.

I also wanted to thank you
for saving my life yesterday.

Oh.

Uh... it wasn't such a big
deal, just glad you're okay.

Well, I am, thanks to you.

[small chuckle]

Uh, well, uh, thank you for...
for coming in.

We'll be in touch
if there's any news.

Okay.

Someone's got eyes
for the sheriff.

Yep. Looks like she's got
a crush bigger than Dallas.

Okay, back to work,
you two. Come on.

Ryan, can I talk to you
for a sec?

Yeah, sure.

What's up?

He said what?

He said she has nice teeth.
Who says that?

I... points for originality,
I guess.

He's openly flirting with
Ainsley right in front of me.

Who does that?

I mean, he doesn't know

if we're boyfriend or
girlfriend or not.

Do you know?

Not... exactly.

Well, if you don't know,
how do you expect him to?

With all due respect,

your romance radar might be
a little rusty.

That's not the point, Ryan.

Please arrive at your point.

I want you to arrest him.

For what?

Flagrant flirtation.

It's been a while since my days
at the academy,

but I don't think
that's an actual crime.

I am a fireman.
He's a dentist.

Firemen are so much cooler
than dentists.

I don't know, it's pretty
cool the way they can put

pliers in your mouth and
pull out your wisdom teeth.

You want to know
what I do all day?

I save lives.

What does he do?
Fill cavities.

Come on.
It's not the same thing.

Hi.

What is that?

Here, take a look.

Why are you giving me beeswax?

It's like the stuff
they put on surfboards.

I know how to surf.

Do you think surfing is cool?

Sure.

They also use beeswax
to protect knitting needles.

Vale has to check it, but I'm
pretty sure that container

is the source of
the chlorhexidine.

Where did you find this?

Under the stove in
the classroom at BYA.

Your CSI team must have
missed it.

My CSI team?

This is the same stuff

that fell out of Hilary's purse.

You're right.

She also said that Ellie
was very particular

about using it to protect
the needles.

Speaking of needles, the type
that that Ellie was using

when she was killed
were circular ones.

But Gladys had said
that she only ever used

double-pointed ones.

So why was she using
circular needles

at the time of her death?

Because hers were broken.

Ellie was a workaholic, even
without her preferred needles.

Like when a hockey player
breaks his stick mid-game,

he doesn't leave the ice.

No, he borrows a stick
and he keeps playing.

What do you know about hockey?

I started watching sports...
occasionally.

I love sports.
Sports are so cool.

You know, I really feel like
I'm in high school

when I'm around you two.

Sam could have intentionally
broken Ellie's needles,

knowing that she would borrow
a set to keep working.

And that borrowed set were
tainted with the chlorhexidine.

But who would have
given them to her?

Well, the person who used
circular knitting needles.

Hilary.

[dramatic music]

Always, amazing detective work.

We'll see how right I am

when Cyra gets the lab
analysis back on the beeswax.

Hm.

I don't know, there's
something about this case

that's too perfect.

Too perfect? How?

Well, if Hilary and Sam
are working together...

Uh-huh.

How would they know
that closing the door

on Ellie's needles
would break them?

And how would they know that...

that Ellie would borrow
Hilary's needles,

even though they aren't
the style she liked to use?

Well, there's too many variables

that had to go exactly
right in order

for this plan to work.

There's something hinky
about it all.

[chuckles]

You said hinky.

Oh.

It's what Ryan always says.

I don't have a better word
for it.

Well, if your gut's trying
to tell you something,

it's usually worth listening to.

This case is driving me crazier
than a dog in a hubcap factory.

I just... I know
the answer is staring me

straight in the face

I just, I... I can't
put my finger on it.

Well, maybe you just need
to take a little break

for a couple of hours.
Take your mind off of it.

Maybe we could go grab
something to eat, if you like.

I'd I love that.

Me too.

Oh, but I can't.

I completely forgot,
I have book club at 6:00.

Book club again?

Yeah, it's... it's
an impromptu meeting

to see if we can get to
the bottom of this case.

Yeah. No problem.

You're welcome to join us.

I'd love to, uh...
pick you up at 5:40.

I'd love that.

We know that Sam
wasn't in the building

on the day of the murder.

If he was involved,

he would have to be working
with someone.

Hilary.

If she had the most
to gain by becoming CEO

after Ellie's death.

Okay, but why not
just stop there?

Why sabotage the car at all?

I overheard Sam arguing
with Emma and Blake

about their voting shares
on the company board.

Maybe Ellie's children
are their next targets.

The chlorhexidine murder,
that was pretty sophisticated.

This car thing feels,
uh, clumsy.

- And showy.
- Mm.

You know, like they wanted
it to be witnessed by people.

But why?

Lily, what about your friend,
Emma?

Why would she be a target?

I don't know, she moved away
when she was quite young.

She wanted to make it
on her own.

Now she has a successful career
outside of the family business.

I just can't see
what she would have to gain

by being involved here.

What about Captain Handsome?
[giggles]

Captain handsome?
Is that George's new nickname?

No, it's Ellie's son,
the doctor.

He's a dentist, right Ainsley?

His name is Blake.
And yes, he's a dentist.

I also checked into him.

I bet you did.

[chuckles]

I did a background check on him.

Yeah.

He has a successful
dental practice.

Very little to do
with Lone Star Cashmere.

No apparent motive.

Okay, so the only ones with
motive are Sam and Hilary.

Case closed.

Cookie time.

What? No, no, no, no, no.
Not yet.

Baby girl, what is it?

I don't know.
This case, it's like a maze.

And the deeper we get,
the more lost we become.

[sighs]

Maybe we should just go
back to being a book club.

[all] No, no, no, no, no.

It's way more fun
to solve murders

than just read about them.

And we're making progress,

even if it doesn't seem
like it right now.

Speaking of book club, can we
take a vote on our new name?

Oh, I've got the list
of suggestions right here.

Let's read 'em and weep.

Now raise your hand to vote
for any of the following.

Book 'em Club.

That's a good one.

It's like what
the police say, right?

Book 'em, right?
And then it's also got like...

Oh, is that what they say?

Yeah, we get it.

Murder Ink..

Oh.

But it's spelled, i-n-k.
Like ink.

We get that, yeah.

We get it.

What about, the Text Files?

Like the X-files.

- And finally...
- I liked it.

The Uncover to Uncover Club.

- Mhm.
- No.

I'm not gonna vote
for my own suggestion.

I mean, it sounded
way better in my head.

All righty. I guess we're
still officially Book Club.

Alright.

[dramatic music]

It was really nice
having you there.

I had fun.
Thanks for the invite.

That Maureen, she sure is funny.

The whole Captain
Handsome thing.

Pretty hilarious.

Yeah. Maureen,
she's a hoot.

Yeah.

You know, just
for curiosity's sake,

this, um, this Blake fellow,
what does he really like?

Is he... is he a nice guy?

Yeah, he's nice enough.

He... well, he seems
very taken with you.

He's not my type.

Oh.

Well, that's... that's
good to know.

See ya, Jake.

See ya, Ainsley.

Not her type, hm.

[truck engine starts]

[tense music]

Come on. Come up.

Oh!

Hi.

Hi.

[tense music]

[Georgie barks]

What is it, Georgie?

Oh, no. Not again.

[Georgie barks]

[tense music heightens]

[door jiggling]

[Georgie barks]

[sigh of relief]

I am so sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you.

I knocked, but George
was already barking.

Jake, what are you doing?

After I dropped you off,
I was just driving away.

I thought I saw somebody

crossing the street
to your house.

So I drove around the block,

and I came in through
the back gate.

Whoever it was, they took
off when they saw me.

Do you remember the last time
you were investigating a case

and somebody left a note
on your door?

Yeah.

[cell phone ringing]

It's Ryan.

Hi.

Hey.

Vale got the lab results
back on the beeswax.

It was tainted with 50 percent
concentration of chlorhexidine.

More than enough to cause an
allergic reaction on contact.

Okay, well, that's
our murder weapon,

or half of it, anyway.

Yeah.

We're having the container
tested for prints now.

Okay.

Let me know what you find.

Will do.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

No, I know that tone of
your voice.

What's going on?

Jake's here.

He found someone snooping
around the house.

Who could it have been?

Hilary.

Or Sam?

After Vale's report
on the beeswax.

You have enough probable
cause to charge Hilary.

Well, if her prints come back
on the container, sure.

Right.

Okay. Let's say Hilary
and Sam are behind this.

How did they get
the chlorhexidine?

Vale said that only
a licensed medical office

would be able to get it.

So a doctor or...

Or Blake.

He's in on it.

Yes. Got your dentist.

Sorry. I mean, that's...
that's terrible.

They're all in on it together.

Blake would have done dental
work on his mother,

so he would have known about
her allergy to chlorhexidine.

Okay, take a look
at this article.

It says that Ellie blocked
a company merger

about a year ago.

With her out of the way,

I bet Hilary, Sam and Blake
stand to make millions.

So that's why
they targeted Emma.

She must have been
the last holdout.

[cell phone buzzes]

Unknown caller.

Don't answer it.

[cell phone buzzes]

Hello?

Ms. McGregor.
This is Sam Mills.

I need to meet with you.

What's this concerning, Sam?

I don't want to discuss
it over the phone.

All I can say is we've crossed
the point of no return.

Is there somewhere we can meet?

[whispers] No, no!

I teach a class
at the university

until 11:00 a.m. tomorrow.

After your class then.

I'll come to you just
after 11:00.

[tense music heightens]

No, no, no, no, absolutely not.

Never going to happen
over my dead body.

Stamped and no erases.

No erases?

I'm not just going to stand
by and let this happen, Ains.

What killer makes an appointment

with someone to murder them?

It's a setup.

Why else would he want
to meet with you?

Maybe he's got cold feet.

Well, what did he say?

Um, past the point of no return.

Maybe he's going to confess.

Or maybe try to pin it
on Hilary and Blake.

And he didn't say past.

He said crossed, which is weird.

And why call you?
Why not call Ryan?

Exactly.

What? He knows
I'm a criminologist.

He was there when Lily
mentioned it at the memorial.

Maybe he wants to get
more details on the case

so he doesn't further
incriminate himself

before he goes to the police.

We can't pass this up.

Ugh.

The crime nose knows.

[exhales]

One condition and this is
not negotiable.

Jake and I need to be
somewhere close by

in case something happens.

Like a stakeout.

Yes. Mhm.

Yeah.

Yeah. A stakeout,

and I don't think you
should be alone tonight.

So why don't you come
stay at my place?

No. I'm fine.
I've got George.

Or I can stay over, if you like.

On the couch, of course.

Are you sure you don't mind?

Not at all.

All right. Well, I'll just, uh,
leave you two to your evening.

Good night.

Huh?

Thanks again for doing this.

I think I'm a little more
freaked out than I realized.

Ever since Chicago,

things like this really
put me on edge.

Are you gonna tell me about it?

I was investigating
a case about a dirty cop

who was taking bribes.

And before I could testify,
he...

he broke into my house
and he tried to kill me.

After that, Ryan insisted
that I move to Sweet River

where nothing like
that would ever happen.

Little did we know.

Anyway, I'll let you
get to sleep.

Are you sure it's a good idea
for you to go see Sam tomorrow?

An innocent person was murdered.

We have to get
to the bottom of it.

That's the most important thing.

Good night, Ainsley.

Good night, Jake.

Occam's Razor is a principle
which states that plurality

should never be posited
without necessity.

Does anyone know
what that means?

Lily?

The simplest explanation
is always best.

The simplest explanation
is often the best,

not always.

And as criminologists,

we should always
start by looking

for the most simple explanations

while we're searching
for the truth.

Okay, everyone,
that's it for today.

And remember, Occam's Razor
is a rule of thumb, not a law.

Uh, Professor, when are
the assignments due?

Oh, sorry. Monday.
Have a great weekend everyone.

You seem a little off today.

Oh, no. I'm fine.
I just have a lot on my mind.

Okay.

Hey, man.

Ah...

Donuts? That's what you had
to get.

Yeah. This is a stakeout.

That's what cops eat
on a stakeout, right?

That's an unfortunate
stereotype.

You're a fireman.
You ever pose for a calendar?

I was Mr. September.

I bet the dentist
never did that.

Why are we friends?

[chuckles]

There we go.

[phone buzzing]

Hey.

Hey, it's 11:00.
Any sign of him?

Not yet.

All right, I want you to put
your phone on speaker

and put it face down
on your desk.

That way, we can
hear everything.

Got it.

And I want to maintain
a visual of you at all times.

If I lose sight of you
for one second.

I'm coming in through
the window, you understand?

Okay. Got it.

Mhm.

Uh-huh.

[sighs]

I don't think he's coming.

Yeah, I think you're right.

[phone buzzes]

Got a call coming through
from Pearson.

Hold on.

Hey. What's up?

What?

What is it?

Sam is dead.

[exhales] What?

[dramatic music heightens]

Don't tell me it was another
drug-related anaphylaxis.

No, knitting related,
strangling.

Want to take a look?

Do I ever.

Blake discovered the body.

Not a lot of ambiguity
on this one.

He was strangled from behind.
Implying a surprise attack.

Yeah, with circular needles.

Do you have any idea why Sam
would be at the house today?

He was supposed to have
a meeting with Hilary,

sign some company documents.

This is nuts.
Why is this happening to us?

We're just a company
that sells sweaters.

We're working as fast
as we can, I promise.

Give him a minute to breathe

and then bring him in
for questioning.

Copy.

So Hilary might have been
the last one to see Sam alive.

Yeah, but if Hilary and Sam
were working together,

then why kill Sam?

She might have known about
the phone call

and figured out that Sam
was going to turn on her.

So she had no choice
but to kill him.

Still strangling him with
her curved knitting needles.

It's like the car.
It's hinky.

Yeah. And clumsy.

Best way I can describe it
is that she's desperate.

The chlorhexidine
murder she took her time with,

planned it out methodically.

The other two,
they were knee jerk

scrambling when her plan
started to go off the rails.

Okay.

Pearson, write up an arrest
warrant for Hilary Hall.

That was Kevin at the station.

Hilary just walked in
and surrendered herself.

What?

This just keeps getting weirder.

[sobbing]

Whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey. No, no, no.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You don't want to go in there.

I can't believe it.

But Sam was like an uncle to us.

I'm so sorry.
This must be really difficult.

Who did this?

We're going to find out
and we're very close.

Are you going to be okay?

I don't know.

I'm scared.

I don't think I can stay here.

After everything
that's happened,

maybe I can stay at Lily's.

Take my card and just call me

if you need absolutely anything.

Thank you.

I think I need to see him.

I can take you up there.

You two, you got a couple
of murders to solve.

- Thank you.
- I'm sorry.

You gave her your card.

Strictly professional.

I think I should be
the one to question Hilary.

I know I'm not an officer,

but I am a member
of the department.

And Hilary surrendered herself,

which means
she's a willing suspect.

And cases have shown

that a non-confrontational
interview style

is most effective
in these cases.

And she might clam up
being interviewed

by someone in uniform.

What are you doing?

It's the only way to get
your attention, Professor.

I was going to say.
I think it's a good idea.

Oh.

I loaned Ellie my needles
that day when hers got broken.

Neither of us ever went
anywhere without our needles.

For both of us, knitting wasn't
just a profession or a hobby,

it was a form of meditation.

Some people do yoga.
We like to knit.

Were you surprised when Ellie
asked to borrow your needles?

Yes.

Why?

I think you know.
We used different needles.

Ellie used traditional
double-pointed,

I used circular.

We had an ongoing friendly
debate as to which was better.

Why did the company try
to hide the fact

that you're Ellie's niece?

Nobody's hiding it.

Ellie just preferred not
to publicize that fact

because she didn't want
anyone to assume

I was hired because of nepotism.

She was protecting me.

Let me ask you about
the Lone Star Cashmere merger

that fell through.

From what I read,
Ellie blocked it.

That's not accurate.

Ellie wanted the merger
to go through.

I was the one
who talked her out of it.

Why?

Ellie and I are
knitting purists.

I convinced her that
selling the company

to a conglomerate
like Rubicon Competitive

would ruin the integrity
of the empire she built.

I have a chain of emails
to corroborate this.

Did you meet with Sam
this morning?

Yes. He said he wanted
to resign from the board

and have me take over
as chairperson

in addition to being CEO.

Did he give you a reason?

He said something rotten
was going on,

but wouldn't tell me
what it was,

just that he couldn't have
it on his conscience anymore

and the company would only
be safe in my hands.

You think she's lying?

Well, if she is,
she's really good at it.

How's it going?

That good, huh?

I got the incident report

back on Emma's car battery fire.

Someone ruptured
the battery housing

with what appears to be
a screwdriver.

So as soon as she started
the car.

Kaboom.

Please tell me you got
something from Blake

that we can use.

No. And none of his office
records show

he ever did any dental work
for Ellie.

So there's no way that
he would have ever known

about her allergy
to chlorhexidine.

No.

Wait. If someone had
a deadly allergy,

they'd carry epinephrine.

Didn't an EpiPen
fall out of Hilary's purse

that day at the memorial?

Yeah.

You carry an EpiPen, right?

Yeah. Severe allergies
run in my family.

I have to be very careful.

What are you allergic to,
Hilary?

It's obscure.

It's something
called chlorhexidine.

T.
It was meant for Hilary.

So it was just a fluke that
they both had the same allergy?

Well, not a total fluke.

She said allergies run
in her family

and they can be passed
through genetic lines.

And her mom was Ellie's twin.

I don't know why
you're so happy.

We still don't have a suspect.

Well, what Sam said to Hilary
is essentially a confession.

Yeah, but somebody killed him,
so he wasn't acting alone.

There's got to be the dentist,
right?

I mean, he did have motive
with Sam getting cold feet.

He discovered the body

because he's the one
that strangled him.

We can hold him for 24 hours.

In that time, I'll get a
search warrant for his office.

And hopefully some DNA will
come back from the crime scene

that we can use to charge him.

What about Hilary?

Well, didn't my official
collaborator just tell me

that she was the intended victim

and no longer a suspect?

Yes.

Is that your final answer?

Yes. Release her.

Okay.

I am so frustrated by
this at every turn.

I mean, just when we think
we have him,

our prime suspect ends up dead.

Murdered by our
other prime suspect.

They'll find something
at the crime scene

to convict the dentist.

I hope so.

Oh, freshly baked lemon squares
from Lily.

She's so sweet.

I'm gonna send her a text
and thank her.

Dinner?

I would love to.

To become CFO of a Fortune
500 company

like Lone Star Cashmere,

Hilary would have had to do
an in-depth health evaluation

which would have detected
her allergy.

Anyone who has access
to the corporate database

would be able to acquire
this info.

Sam.

Possibly, but he still
has to get his hands

on the chlorhexidine.

He could have just called
his dentist friend.

Yeah...

but doesn't that feel
too obvious.

A smarter killer would know how
to cover their tracks better.

Someone who could get access
to Blake's office

to make it look like
he were involved.

Emma.

[cell phone buzzes]

[cell phone buzzes]

Hello?

Sheriff, it's Emma.
Sorry to bother you.

I just didn't know
who else to call.

Uh... that's okay.
What's up?

Lily wasn't home
when I went by, and, um...

Now she's not answering
her phone.

Well, where are you now?

Outside your door.

Hi.

Hi.

How did you...

I went to the station earlier
to talk to you.

And as I got there,
I saw you leaving

so I followed you.

You followed me?

Yeah, yeah, I know.

I know, it's...
it's totally weird.

Um...

You know what?
Never mind.

Um, I'm gonna go.
I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm just so upset.

Emma is the one
who tainted Hilary's needles.

She's on the board
of Lone Star Cashmere.

I mean, she could get access

to her cousin's medical records.

And she could have figured a way

to get into her
brother's office.

She wanted Hilary out
of the picture, but...

she didn't anticipate
the needles

getting switched that day.

And she definitely didn't
anticipate that her mother

would have the same hereditary
allergy that Hilary has.

When Ellie was the one
who died, Emma had to pivot.

So she sabotaged her own car.

To make it look
like she was the next victim

at a public place,
like the memorial.

She locked herself in
a car that was on fire.

That is some serious commitment.

She wasn't locked in.

Yeah. Remember, we tried
all the doors.

No, she locked the doors, Jake.

The car still had power, or
the horn wouldn't have worked.

So she could have got out
if it got too hot in there.

The whole thing
was just one big show.

Her master plan went all wrong,

but she thought
she could still salvage it

if she could just pin
the murder on Hilary.

Having Hilary in jail
is the next best thing

to having Hilary dead.

But what about Sam?

She used him at first.

Can't you stop her?

No.

Convinced him that Hilary was
responsible for Ellie's death,

but when he started
to get cold feet,

she had to get rid of him too.

And all the better.

On the same day he was meeting
with Hilary.

At this point,

she is scrambling,
has nothing to lose.

She is past the...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What is it?

The point of no return.

Remember what
Sam said on the phone?

[Sam] All I can say is

we've crossed
the point of no return.

Oh, it was code. Rubicon.

You're crossing the Rubicon.

It's a river in ancient Rome,
right?

Yes, yes.

But it's also the name of
a sports apparel company.

Emma is at Rubicon
Competitive International.

Rubicon Competitive
is the company

that's trying to merge
with Lone Star Cashmere.

And guess who's
an executive there?

Emma.

Occam's Razor.

Emma was right in front of us
the whole time.

Emma's probably
with Lily right now.

We need to warn her.

Hey, Professor.

I'm just locking up
for the evening.

Hey, is Emma with you?

No, I haven't seen her
since yesterday.

Also, I just got your text.
I'm confused.

I didn't make you lemon squares.

I haven't had time yet.

Wait, you didn't drop off
a batch at my place earlier?

Don't eat those!!!

Don't eat that.

And Emma isn't at Lily's.

So then where would she be?

[both] Ryan.

Just making myself some dinner,

but I didn't get very far.

I can offer you some carrots.

It's okay.

Lily and I actually made
lemon squares earlier,

and I brought some
if you're hungry.

Oh, sure.

Wouldn't be the first time
I ate dessert for dinner.

[cell phone buzzes]

Pick up, pick up, pick up, Ryan.

It's voicemail again.

So, what do we do now?

[George barks]

Good idea, George.

Thank you for being
so hospitable.

I wouldn't have just shown up,

but I, um, felt like
we had a connection.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, I'm happy to help.

You know, you've been
through a lot.

Why don't I call a hotel
for you and see?

No, no, no.

It's okay, it's okay.
I can do it.

I'm sorry.
I sound so helpless.

I'm not, I'm not.

You're fine.

Plates.

Why would she even
be going after Ryan?

- She is in full panic mode.
- [siren wailing]

She doesn't know what Hilary
may have told the police.

She's trying to cover
all of her tracks.

For all she knows,
we're dead too.

It's what criminals do
when they feel cornered.

It's called a rational
choice theory.

[siren wails]

Thank you.

Emma...

You seem like
a really nice person.

And... and under different
circumstances

it would be really nice
to get to know you,

but I think we should keep
this professional.

I am the sheriff

investigating your mother's
murder, after all.

But I thought
the case was closed.

No.

Really, I... I don't understand
what's the problem?

I thought you had Hilary
at the police station.

I can't discuss an ongoing
investigation.

No, of course not.

You don't have
to tell me anything.

All I want to know is what
you think of my lemon squares.

Sure. Cheers.

Don't eat that!!!

[Georgie snarls]

Nobody messes with
my little brother.

[Emma coughs]

[gasping]

Nothing would have stopped you.

Not even the death
of your own mother.

You wanted that merger
to go through at any cost.

My mother had so much,
and she gave us very little.

She treated Hilary more like
a daughter

than she ever did me.

Hilary, I'm so sorry for
everything we put you through.

You were just doing your job,

and you saved me
from Emma's wrath.

I'm just glad this
is finally over.

All this time,
did you have any idea?

I had my suspicions,
but I can never be sure.

I'm just happy I can preserve
Ellie's vision for the company.

We'll do a proper analysis,

but initial litmus tests
show signs of rodenticide.

Rat poison on a first date, wow!

Now, I knew that your romance
radar was rusty,

but that is way off.

It was not a date.
All right?

I was just being
professionally courteous.

Okay. Will you call it
what you like?

But you may want to sign up

for some of those
dating apps, hotshot.

You know, knock the cobwebs off.

We can't all be Mr. September.

I'm glad you're okay, man.
I'm really worried about you.

Yeah, yeah.

This guy again?
I thought you locked him up.

No. His prints came back clean.
We had to let him go.

He had nothing to do with it.

I thought we were friends.

You know, you better make
your move, hotshot.

Otherwise, I'm not the only one

who's going to have
to get on a dating app.

All right.

Hey, Chief.
I've got a question for you.

What's going on?

Death really does seem to
follow you around, doesn't it?

No hard feelings.
You don't need to apologize.

I didn't apologize.

You were just doing your job.

And I'm glad justice was served.

I can't say I'm surprised
it was my sister.

I never trusted her,
to be honest.

Look, Ainsley, if you ever need
any dental work,

you know where to find me.

Take care.

I'm waiting for
the lecture about

how I overstepped
my boundaries once again

about being official
collaborator.

No lecture.

You get a pass
because you saved my life.

Hm.

I guess we're even now.

The other thing
that drives me nuts about you

is the same thing
I love about you, Ains.

You never, never, never,
never, never give up.

If it weren't for you, this case
wouldn't have been solved.

Dear diary, my brother paid me
a compliment today.

Don't let it go to your head.

Nerd.

Too late jokester.

[Georgie whines]

Hey, Georgie,
that was so impressive.

I've never seen you bare
your teeth like that.

You and my boyfriend
make a pretty good team.

He's your boyfriend, is he?

I've really got to stop talking
to George out loud like that.

I think it's one of
the most adorable things

about my girlfriend.

Don't you, George?

[barks]

What's he saying now?

He's saying...

I think it's about time
you kissed her.

Mmhmm.

[romantic music]

That is one smart dog.

So what's this
Mr. September calendar

I've been hearing about.

[laughs]

Oh boy.