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Excuse me? Hello?

Hi.

Bit tied up there, mate?

Yeah, last night was my stag do.

Looks like it was a good time.

I mean, the golf was fun.

Okay.

Let's see.

All right, this, uh, I'm just going to hurt a little bit.

I'll be fine.

Hey!

Actually, I think I'll stay right here. It's quite a nice view.

No, this works great for my beauty therapist.

They're just going to have to handle it.

Hey.

Sorry. We have a hairy situation.

Speaking of.

Margot Booth.

Promising young scientist.

Recipients of a prestigious research scholarship on the way to the top of her

field. Six weeks ago, she died in the campus chemical science lab.

What a waste. What happened?

Margot was working alone on a Saturday morning and accidentally started a fire

with an unattended Bunsen burner.

She was getting dry ice from the storeroom at the time. Sprinklers went

Water plus dry ice equals deadly.

Margot died from asphyxiation, excessive inhalation of carbon dioxide.

Well, that is really awful. That seems like an accident.

The WorkSafe investigation ruled that too.

But Margo's best friend, Carrie Ann Harker, has convinced something isn't

right. You don't usually reopen cases based on the word of a best friend.

True.

Margo's brilliant, apparently. How did someone like her make a mistake like

that? So what do you think happened?

I can't really have an opinion.

Can't have an opinion, or don't have an opinion.

Margo's supervisors are Professor Duncan Lovell,

And?

Professor Virginia Hannah Ray.

Uh -huh.

No,

cousin. No, second cousin. Cousin -in -law. Actually, Virginia is my wife.

No.

Stop it. Since when were you married?

It's a long story.

Well, I have quite a lot of questions, actually, Harry.

And only one or two of them are about the case. But let's just start with, why

are we here?

Do you want me to prove that Mrs. Henry didn't do it? She definitely didn't do

it. She said that.

I don't know.

I haven't spoken to her.

Not for a few years.

Access card to the chemistry building.

Take a look for me?

The once -over to make sure that nothing else is going on before I send a team

bowling in?

Sure. Really?

What a principle, Harry.

And you can answer all my other questions later.

Harry has a wife?

Who is she?

How did they meet? When did they meet? How long have they been married?

What is she like?

Can you just calm the farm so we can find out?

Here.

Margot Booth, brilliant PhD student.

What has this got to do with Harry's missus?

Okay, okay.

Farm calms.

One morning, Margot's working with carbon dioxide.

She leaves a bouncing burner unattended. Before you know it, whoosh, fire,

sprinklers, dry iron. A fatal combination.

Poor Margot.

Good morning, lab rats. I've been using gas chromatography mass spectrometry to

precisely identify and quantify compounds within a sample.

GCMS is amazing. It's so specific. It can identify contaminants like toxins

additives. But right now you might be going, Margot, what on earth are you

talking about? Yeah, a little bit, yeah.

I'm thinking food.

I'm a caretaker.

It's all about what we eat.

Oh, right.

And what we don't want to eat, like microplastics, who grow.

And in here, I have 20 everyday foods I've examined using GCMS.

I mean, clearly a bright kid, right? Yeah, too bright to leave a flyer

unattended in a lab.

Exactly. Look, I feel that I've been very patient, Alexa. Are we at the bit

about Harry's surprise wife yet?

Almost.

Here, Professor Virginia Henry.

Wait, she was Margot's supervisor?

Yeah, one of them.

You're thinking Margot wasn't alone in the lab that morning.

And I'm not.

The only one. Come along.

Oh, amazing.

You absolutely look like private detectives.

We're not exactly that. I'm Madison and this is Alexa.

Carrie -Anne.

Margot's best friend.

Please, come in.

I'm so glad the police took me seriously because Margot didn't make mistakes.

I mean, how could a person with such an OCD room ignore protocol she'd followed

hundreds of times?

Oh, this is where Margot did her science videos.

That's right.

I'm so stressed about her death.

Stressed or sad?

Sad. It was Margot who was stressed.

All she did the month before she died was work, work, work.

That Professor Virginia really cracked the whip.

Are you saying Margot was unhappy about it? I thought she loved her work. Unless

it was an act in the video.

No. She was a very genuine person.

Losing her has impacted my studies so much.

Thankfully, I have my creative writing as an outlet.

I'm an English PhD student.

Head over Gothic heels. An examination of the interplay between fashion choice

and emotional despair in Gothic romantic literature, 1800 to 1850.

Sounds very specific.

Tell me more about it.

Goth subcultures are born from feelings of otherness.

It's all about diversity, open -mindedness, freedom of expression.

Now, as much as we'd love to hear more, we've got a case to investigate.

And I am so grateful.

Not knowing what really happened to my best friend is so disruptive.

You know?

Someone is not sold on Carrie Ann.

Well, if Harry asks us to look into things just because Carrie -Anne thinks

should, then we wouldn't be looking into them.

But you want to meet Mrs. Henard, eh?

Can I come too?

No, I've got another job for you.

Carrie -Anne reckons that the Professor worked Margot too hard. I want you to

find out if that was a common experience.

Fine. But I want every detail, okay? Every detail.

I love a woman who can handle fire.

Professor Henry, I'm Alexa Crowe.

I'm a friend of Harry's. Oh, well, that's a name from the past. Well, sort

mean, you do still have his surname.

This is true.

So what can I do for you, friend of Harry's?

Well, I'm looking into the recent death of your student, Margot Booth. Harry

sent you to ask about Margot. Why didn't he just pick up the phone?

Uh, conflict of interest.

Margot didn't follow safety procedures.

We must have wondered about that. I mean, Margot was a diligent student, a

in the making by all accounts, which is why it's a tragedy. Where is that boy

with my sushi?

Is he catching the tuna himself?

Oh, hello.

I'm Professor Lovell, and you are? Alexa Crowe. How do you do? She's a police

detective, Duncan.

Oh, I didn't say that. I'm just a friend of the police.

Apparently, poor Margot's accident is no longer an accident.

Oh, gosh.

WorkSafe already did a thorough investigation.

Yes, I'm aware of that.

I mean, we had questions ourselves.

Why would someone like Margot break crucial safety rules?

Well, I put it down to unbridled enthusiasm.

Margot threw herself into her research, which was to be admired, of course. But

she could be impatient, coming in here on a Saturday morning alone. So it's as

if she was on the verge of a breakthrough and could not wait for a

A breakthrough?

Well, we'll never know, will we?

Look, I'm in the middle of something now, but we will help you in any way

we can.

Of course we will. You just give us some notice and we're all yours.

Oh. And please pass on my regards to Harry.

Writing solo today, huh?

Now, Lex is catching up with Harry's wife.

Wait, his what?

So you didn't know this either?

No.

Uh, why weren't we invited to his wedding? No, this isn't recent. He's had

wife this whole time. Nah. Yeah.

I've got to take this.

Madison speaking.

Thank you so much for calling back.

When was Professor Hanate your supervisor?

I wonder how fast the dry ice cloud will grow when water is added. I'm pretty

sure you can find that info online.

Oh, yes, yes, I know, but I want to see how quickly things happened in the lab

and why Margo didn't have time to escape.

Remember all of those dry ice deaths we found online, including the man who used

it to store ice cream? It leaked into his kitchen, and see you later. Hello,

that's why I'm outside.

Alexa!

Oh.

So the answer is real quick.

You could just believe what people say rather than proving everything yourself.

We'd never solve anything if we just believe what people say.

So, what's the gossip on the wife? What was she like?

Fine.

What did her former students say?

That she's brilliant, but a little cold. They all really love the other

supervisor, Duncan, though. He's the friendly, fun, if a bit absent -minded

professor. So is that code for not very good at his job?

Killed her.

Hey.

Hello.

Are we going inside?

Oh, it'll be clear in about 45 minutes.

Which would be enough time to get the full story on your low -fly.

Have you received the access card records from campus security?

Did you email them to me?

Uh -huh.

So you just came around to tell Madison that you'd sent an email.

Come on, Harry.

You can run, but you can't hide.

She wants to know why you didn't call her yourself.

Because it's awkward.

10 or 12 years go by and I just pick up the phone and ask her about a dead

student. Virginia is not just some ex -girlfriend that you lost touch with.

Evidently, at some point, you married her.

All right, well, she and her colleague are on the same page about my hugger

accident.

Her colleague, Duncan Lovell? Yeah, that's a professor to you.

You sound just like him.

Am I detecting a sort of love triangle here?

He was Ginny's supervisor, mentor, back in the day. And now they're both

Margot's supervisors, or were.

You want me to focus on Duncan?

I can't let my opinion cloud my judgment.

Gotcha. You think Duncan did it.

I want it to be Duncan.

Access cards for the lab are encoded with a unique digital ID, so every entry

and exit is logged.

With names?

Numbers currently, but I'm working on it.

Who is that?

Oh, this is Professor Duncan Lovell.

Quite the rock star scientist back in the day.

Back when he was Virginia Henneray's supervisor, you mean? Yeah.

Do you think the handsome professor swept her off her feet and away from

I think that we shouldn't gossip about our friends.

Boring.

Hey.

Make sure you know the location of safety showers, eye wash stations, fire

extinguishers. And today I've got my safety buddy here because we're dealing

with carbon dioxide.

Say hi, safety buddy.

I'm getting teacher's pet vibes here. Which teacher are you thinking though?

Jeff Hannity or the science rock star?

Why not both?

Hello.

I hope this is a better time to talk.

I have five minutes before the Chem 303 students show up.

Where were you the morning that Margot died?

Gosh, that's a bit on the nose.

Well, neither of us have time for me to cushion it.

Fair point.

I was at home when I got the call about the fire.

Anyone there with you?

My cat.

Did you make any calls, send any emails or receive any deliveries?

I'm not sure. But what I do know is I wasn't here watching my best student die

of carbon dioxide poisoning.

On the nose.

So, friend of Harry's, is that all that you are?

You're sure?

Yes, well, we are close.

What's he told you about me?

Not very much.

But I do get the feeling that he's not much of a fan of Professor Duncan

Grow up, Harry.

Sensing a story there.

Not really.

I wouldn't ask.

Not you, anyway.

Where can I find Professor Lovell?

In a happy place.

G'day, Professor.

Alexa. Hello again.

I just wanted to have another little chat about Margot Booth, if that's okay.

And you came all the way out here.

Well, why not? It's beautiful.

It is.

Do you get out here much?

A few times a week.

Oh, lucky you can manage it.

Well, it's why I have minions.

Oh, you mean research students.

Yes, sorry, I shouldn't say things like that, should I?

Margot was working alone at the lab that morning while I was... You were... Out

here, probably.

Just probably?

No, definitely, because when I got back to the car, there were the messages

letting me know.

Were you surfing with anyone that day?

There was bound to be some others. No one I can call to verify if that's what

you're after. It is.

I tend to be in the zone.

I can relate to that.

Tell me about Margot.

She was a very promising young lady.

Meticulous attention to detail.

The best work ethic I've observed in a student.

It's one of the reasons she won the doctoral fellowship.

Were there other applicants?

Of course.

Are they still around?

Yes. Caleb Moore, he lost out to Margot, but we managed to find him a part -time

role.

So when she died, the fellowship transferred to this Caleb Moore?

Look, he's been working really hard to make up for all the time we lost after

the accident.

Uh -huh.

He didn't benefit from Margot dying, if that's what you're suggesting.

Apart from receiving the prestigious fellowship he wanted.

Meet Caleb Moore, research assistant, PhD student. Oh, he's got a weekly spot

student radio, talking everyday science.

He's also got Margot's fellowship.

But is that a strong enough motive for murder?

If you're ambitious or jealous or you just need the money.

Isn't he in one of Margot's videos?

Say hi, safety buddy.

Oh, the safety buddy who wasn't very buddy -like.

The mother's loss was definitely Caleb's game.

Our research could change the game for plastic pollution.

Well, that sounds really exciting.

It is.

Especially for you, right?

Now that you're the new Margot Booth, you took over a role.

No longer the bridesmaid.

I see what you're saying.

So, for a start, I'm a scientist, not a kid's entertainer. Oh, you're referring

to Margot's educational videos.

The life of a PhD student in the chemistry faculty.

I think they're great.

Aspirational. I've got a slot in student radio.

Everyday Science with Caleb.

All the shows are available online if you're interested.

What interests me is why you mock.

Margot's content creation, but it's okay for you to do it. Margot was a great

girl. Woman. Woman. But she ignored the buddy system and it nearly lost us all

of our research.

It could have been a complete disaster.

Brilliant woman with a big future lost her life, Caleb.

There's no could have been about it.

I liked Margot.

Not getting that from you.

Because we are working on a project that could literally change the world. And

you're chasing a silly theory about an accidental death.

Well, I best leave you to it then.

That security log, you've turned numbers into names yet? I have, but there's no

one of interest going in with Margot.

Margot arrived at eight, never left.

Take a look at the day before.

Okay, so going all the way back to the Friday morning, our research students

arrive, professors arrive, all around the same time.

And when do they all leave?

Virginia was out of there later that night, Duncan too, and Caleb...

Let me hazard a guess.

Wow. He didn't leave on Friday, did he?

Hi.

How did you get my address?

I'm a police consultant, Caitlin.

And your supervisors are very keen to help me out.

Wait, Virginia and Duncan know you're speaking to me. Can I come in?

I already answered your question.

Oh, but I've got more.

About you swiping into the lab that Friday morning, the day before Margot

and never swiping out.

I did so. I left on Friday afternoon.

Without using your card.

I always use my card. You know, in case they're logging our hours.

Caleb, there's no record of you ever leaving that day.

You think I stayed the night in the lab? And waited for Margot to arrive the

next morning. Yeah, that's exactly what I think.

Oh, no.

Um, what if my, um, card is defective?

Let's say that it is.

Where were you that Saturday morning?

Yeah, I was right here. Alone?

Do you want me to prove it? Is that what you're saying?

I mean, that'd be handy.

Especially for you.

Okay, just stay here.

Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.

My childhood dream.

Never -ending supply of ice cream and kids who want to be my friend.

I'm lactose intolerant.

And kids are messy and emotional.

I've got goals outside of ice cream.

Did you know one of the fastest -selling paperbacks of all time was developed

from fan fiction?

I just need to finish my PhD, then land a full -time academic job. Then I can

use my research hours to write and get paid for it.

Did Margot ever mention her colleague, Caleb?

Caleb Moore.

I think, could you be more creepy?

The last time I saw him, we were at this party together. He wouldn't leave her

alone. Like a stalker?

And then there was that phone call about two days before.

Yes? I overheard her.

She was upset. He was trying to take credit for her work or something.

She said she was going to report him.

Did she?

Mm -hmm.

I heard her raise her voice. She said, this isn't fair. I'm going to report

Morena.

Alexa Crowe, would you like a muffin?

Oh. One of my students made it for me.

Really? She's worried that I'm too busy to eat. But yes, probably.

Not that I'm complaining.

So this Caleb Moore, he's an odd one, huh?

Well, are you still interested in him? Yes, very.

Especially since I visited him at his house.

Plus, he had an argument with Margo in the days before she died.

She was going to report him for something.

I don't know anything about that.

Oh.

Hello. Hello, Professor Lovell.

Caleb, are you all right? Yes.

It's very, very good. Miss Crowe, Detective Crowe, what do I call you?

Pine. Can we please have a chat?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Would you like me to come with you, Caleb? No, no, no, no. I'm just, um,

Alexis to understand our safety protocols.

Good man.

Yeah.

I'm not entirely sure why you left.

I looked in your fridge.

Okay, yeah, that makes sense.

Why would you look in my fridge?

Blood on the door.

I can... There's a reason. For the treasure trove of body parts.

You're making me sound like a freak.

Now, Caleb, I'm not a newbie.

I know those are animal parts and not human. But I also know that your kitchen

has almost no cooking equipment.

And even if it did, hearts and eyeballs don't make the best cut.

Oh, jeez.

So tell me, what's the reason for the home horror fit?

Here we go.

Let's do it.

Let's do it.

Do it more.

You've got this, Caleb. You can do it.

Yeah, I do.

Yeah, I can.

So what is it?

Haemophobia? Ommatophobia?

All of the above.

Vasovagal responds 100 % of the time.

I only made it through my undergrad studies with hypnotherapy.

Virginia would laugh me out the door if she found out. Even Duncan.

I mean, I don't think he'd be impressed.

What kind of scientist can't dissect a cow's spleen to identify contamination?

So what is this?

Exposure therapy.

What's Margot doing there?

It was her suggestion.

She wanted to help.

You confided in her?

She guessed.

Do you believe me now?

Believe you what?

That you wouldn't do anything to hurt the woman who discovered your

career -threatening secret?

Apparently you phoned Margot the Thursday before she died. She was upset.

No, no, I didn't. According to Margot's best friend, you did.

Something about wanting to take credit for her work.

She threatened to report you. Hold on. What best friend?

You mean the flatmate?

Carrie -Anne thinks you were bothering Margot. Then why would she come to my

place to help me? That was her idea, not mine.

And Carrie -Anne is the weirdo, okay? She's scary.

They weren't friends.

Margot, she was obsessed with her research. Her friends were here in the

faculty. Her friends were... me.

I'm in ice cream heaven.

You're still with Kerri -Ann Harker? I've been trying to get info out of her,

but she's a surprisingly popular ice cream girl.

Keep smiling. She was never besties with Marco.

According to Caleb, she's playing up their friendship.

So it's a he said, she said.

Yes, it is.

Kerri -Ann is a weirdo, he says.

And if the guy with a freezer full of hearts says she's... Sorry, what?

I'm going with she said.

Carrie -Anne's got dry ice here.

Okay, keep calm and step away from the murder cart.

Alexa.

Oh, Duncan, hello again.

Is Caleb all right?

Yeah, actually, he was quite helpful.

Look, I'm just a little uncomfortable with you pressuring my students like

It just seems a bit off.

I'm not pressuring anyone. I'm just asking a few questions. Still, it's a

confronting for them.

Caleb wants to find out what really happened to Margot as much as I do.

What really happened?

We've lost a divine young woman, and that is hard enough without you

someone wanted her gone.

It's disgraceful, actually.

Professor Lovell was not sufferingly today.

Oh, here we go.

Academic transcripts and records. Do not ask how I got in here.

Never.

Margaret. Carrie -Anne's.

Hmm.

She has had several extensions to her PhD deadline.

The latest one, guess when?

She was supposed to submit her thesis a few weeks after Margot died, but now

it's not due for another six months.

She applied for an extension after Margot's death? The day after. And what

officially applied for was bereavement leave.

Without it, she would have had to submit by the original date, and if she

didn't, she was going to be dropped from the PhD program.

Now, is that enough motive for murder?

When you've put that many years of your life into the projects, I'd say so.

A plus for you, madam.

Looks like we can't

crush the pie.

Or a funeral.

Welcome all to my reading.

Thanks so much. Yeah, it's hard to miss us.

As I crossed the threshold from student to lover, I've never felt so alive,

even though you were so very dead.

You already taught me so much as my professor, but now...

In this new role, my body shivered.

My pleasure. Thank you so much. Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming to my reading. What a nice surprise.

Carrie -Anne, where were you the morning that Margot died in the science lab?

Why are you questioning me?

Because you overstated your friendship.

Perhaps to get a bereavement extension on your PhD.

Which you did, in fact, do.

Oh, my goddess.

Getting an extension was the last thing on my mind when I heard what had

happened to poor Margot.

B .S. You applied the next morning.

If I'm guilty, why did I go to the police? So you can apply for a further

extension due to the stress of the ongoing investigation. Look, I loved

What was her star sign?

Sorry? What's your bestie's star sign?

She gives Virgo energy.

Is Virgo late December?

Oh, my God.

Margot was a Capricorn.

So I'm going to ask you again.

Where were you the morning of Margot's accident?

I hosted a paranormal romance write -in.

There was at least a hundred attendees.

I got a whole novella completed.

Where was this written?

Online. Was it recorded?

No, but I can give you the novella.

Oh, child, hide your eyes.

It's pretty racy, huh?

Madison, you have to stop me reading this.

This is super quick, just to say hi and shout out to Archimedes and...

Another one to Marie Curie.

That's all. Stay tuned, live brats.

Say that again.

This is super quick, just to say hi and a shout out to Archimedes and another

one to Marie Curie.

That's all. Stay tuned, live brats.

And that was that. She went in the next morning, never came back.

Eureka.

What, you solved it? What am I missing?

The Archimedes principle.

He was in the bath one morning when he discovered this.

Amazing theory about water and volume and measurement.

But then he ran through the town shouting Eureka.

So you think that Margot discovered something?

Whatever it was, I think it's in those notebooks.

Which we can't find.

Well, she went to the lab the next morning.

Maybe she took them.

So what we have is...

Swipe card situation, a phone call, and the missing notebooks.

He and a long black. Thanks, bro.

So, does your wife know about this?

No? Not funny at all?

They have an open relationship.

Different strokes and all that?

So, do you? Did you have an open relationship?

No kind of relationship.

Right, I get that. But why the big secret?

You know, Ginny always said back then the hardest part of what she did was

securing the funding.

So she married young Harry for his money? I find that hard to believe.

Well, you're half right.

We were best mates since high school.

Never any romance between us.

Okay, so how did I know that you'd be a best -girl -mate kind of guy, even in

your youth?

Anyway, Ginny was always focused on her study, her future career. But it was a

struggle. Sex books, course fees, rent, a decent student allowance wasn't a

thing.

Unless you were married.

Harry, you did it. She was in need.

And I knew even back then I was probably going to be a commitment phobe for the

rest of my life.

So you married your best friend for a student allowance.

I mean, I married my best friend too, but I wasn't in love with her.

No, it wasn't like that for me.

Not stop me getting pissed off when Professor Duncan turned up on the scene.

All of a sudden we couldn't have a conversation without his name coming up.

One day I pointed out that she was always fetching coffee for him, running

around doing his chores.

Like a minion.

Jenny got defensive.

We argued.

And then we just never made up.

A best friend breakup.

Yeah. That's rough.

Yeah. So rough that I'm not going to tease you about marrying for a student

allowance, though it is illegal.

That thing you said about securing funding, though.

Yeah, what about it?

It's probably the same issue today, no matter how successful you are. Where are

you going with this, Alexa?

Towards a motive for murder.

Should I be flattered that you're stalking me out here?

I'm just impressed that you managed to spend so much time on the ocean instead

of working on that multi -million dollar research project.

Work -life balance is important, Alexa. Do you mind?

Sure.

I suppose that eureka moment might come to you when you're catching a wave.

Exactly.

Except that you already said you get in the zone when you're surfing.

What's this about?

Do you have any actual questions for me? Oh, yes.

Yes. It's about your minions, as you call them.

I've noticed that you have co -authored a lot of research papers during your

career. Of course. And a lot of those are collaborations with your PhD

going all the way back to Virginia Henneret.

So forgive me if I'm a little blunt, Professor Leavitt. Please, please, don't

stop now.

But are they riding on your coattails, or is it the other way around?

What are you accusing me of?

It's obvious that you whack your name on your students' research papers and your

academic output is massive.

It's not uncommon.

To the extent you do it.

You must be so busy, it's amazing that you find time to get out here.

Do you have any idea at all how our faculty works?

I am trying to, Professor. That's why I've come to you.

If you'll excuse me.

Eureka.

Nice work, Madison.

Very nice.

We might need

a translator.

Luckily, I know just the person.

Caleb, my friend, I need your big sciencey brain.

Because of Margot's.

I think these show what she was working on at the lab.

Look here.

Now, the dates and the columns coincide with the weekends, but there's a lot of

question marks, so whatever she was trying to figure out was really

Do you think you're up to the task?

Of course.

This might take a bit of time.

Oh, it's fine.

I've got something really important to do while I wait.

Marco, she did it.

She worked it out.

Oh, a Eureka moment. God, she was so good.

I mean, how can she suddenly just go, why not rumen? Rumen?

You know, the largest part of a cow's stomach.

Think, like, a 55 -gallon rubbish bin.

And cattle already have these natural plant polyesters in their diet, so if

think about it, it makes sense.

And, hey, we're in New Zealand. We're not short of a cow. So upscaling would

so easy.

What's the matter?

She never got to do anything about it.

She never got to tell anyone.

Actually, Caleb, I think maybe she did.

Morning, lab rat.

Have you met Madison? She's my... Wait, what are you?

Well, you're my mentor.

And that's kind of what you two were to Margot, right?

Alexa, I normally admire a tenacious woman, but this is too much. Back off.

Hello, you must be Harry's wife. I've heard next to nothing about you.

Virginia's right, Alexa. You're pushing this too far.

She keeps coming out to the surf beach.

I'm glad you mentioned that, because that's where you said you were the

morning that Margot died surfing.

I believe so.

I don't.

Alexa's been listening to Caleb Moore's slots on student radio and she noticed

that the show he's on also does a daily surf report. So just out of interest, I

went back to that Saturday and listened to the podcast and guess what I'm going

to say, Duncan, can you guess?

Call security, will you, Virginia? Get these bloody women out of here. What she

was going to say is there was no surf that day.

Student FM surf girl gave the West Coast a zero out of ten.

So somebody's selling pips.

So you're suggesting that... Duncan was here with Margot.

You really are clutching at straws. Except that I'm not, because you were

right, Duncan?

Now, hear me out.

No one could understand why swatty Margot would break the rules to work

without a safety buddy. So that's what we focused on.

And then Madison figured out that someone in this faculty swiped in on the

Friday morning but didn't leave that night.

Why are you both looking at me?

As if Duncan would allow a student to come to hum. He elevates people.

He doesn't... I'm going to have to stop you there.

You see, two days before Margot died, she discovered something.

And she brought it to her professor, her mentor, who she looked up to, who she

was expecting to impress.

But you weren't impressed.

You were pissed off.

Because this baby scientist was going to be a star.

She's going to take all the glory, all the money. What did Margot discover,

Duncan?

Well, whatever it was, she'd written it all down in her little pink notebooks,

which unfortunately are missing from her house.

And we thought if we located those notebooks, things might become clearer.

So, Madison came here yesterday and she took a little look around. Sorry, what?

Oh, we have an ex's card.

Speaking of cards, that was brilliant how you swapped yours out for Caleb's,

because it looked like you left when you didn't. He swiped out on your card on

the Friday nights while you stayed in and got comfy.

Madison could not find the notebooks in your office, but she found something

else. Your sleeping bag.

And then so did I.

Margot's notebooks.

What did Margot discover, Duncan?

No idea.

Nothing. Those notebooks that you're so interested in, Alexa. They're just...

Full of undergraduate musings. Well, that's not what Caleb Moore thinks.

He's taken copies and he's writing up Margot's work as we speak.

What's the matter, Prof?

You've already written it up, haven't you?

Because that's the other thing that Madison found in your office, on your

computer.

You were about to publish Margot's work, but you forgot to put her name on it.

Duncan.

What did you do? You said that you'd go to the next stage, but with you at the

helm controlling the work, the money.

But Margot wasn't going to have that.

No, she's from this new generation. That's not going to let any man take

for her work.

So when you put the pressure on, she threatened to go public.

She's going to tell everybody that you've been exploiting students,

gifts, and that...

You're hardly ever here except to put your name on someone else's work.

And if all that came out in this day and age, you'd be cancelled, mate.

For pity's sake.

So you talked Margot down, said you'd meet her, test her theory, run some

experiments. You asked her not to tell anyone, and she didn't, because she

believed you.

And that was Margot's fatal mistake.

Because you already knew what you were going to do.

You weren't going to let Margot run off with your retirement plan.

So you decided that this brilliant student and her discovery needed to go

Oh, my God.

The work always comes first, Virginia.

You know that.

Yeah, whose work?

You would have been happy with that child running the next stage.

You and I working under her.

Because that's what would have happened.

That's what she wanted.

Thank you, friend of Harry's.

You're welcome.

Divorce papers.

Hey.

Is she keeping her name?

Actually, no.

Jane thinks it's time to be herself.

You know what she is doing?

The Margo Booth Scholarship. Financial support for young women starting out in

the study of chemical science.

So they don't have to marry a young man like you.

Seriously, that's a really nice tribute to Margo.

Yeah. She must be a good woman, your ex -wife slash best friend.

She's okay.

But you like your new bestie best.

Sure do.

Because what's not to love?

Alexa's taking a vacation.

Right.

She's in Fiji.

Fifty bucks says she's working on more than just her suntan. It's like the

universe has put us together at the same time so justice can finally be served.

The universe didn't put me here, you did. What on earth are you doing here,

Alexa Crowe? I go up to creeps like you for fun.

Having fun, yeah?

Who wants that? Do you have a bloke with you?

I'd have a thing for unavailable women. Make up your mind, Alexa.

You can't just take a vacation, can you?