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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?