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You know, this is the life.

Fresh air.

Stiff breeze.

And you know what they say.

The best thing about fishing

isn't what you catch.

Right, right.

It's, uh-

It's keeping good company.

Yeah. - Yeah.

And Rex certainly is the best company.

Well, at least one of us caught something, right, buddy?

He looks hungry!

Yeah, so am I.

What do you say?

Burger and a pint?

Yeah, I'm down.

Let's do it.

All right.

Let's go, buddy.

Come on.

Look, Gary.

I get it.

Things haven't been going your way.

But you don't have to let me go.

One thing busting after another.

Winch motor.

Bilge pump.

Then-

the fuel leaks.

Just no sense in it.

You can always sell the old tub to me, right?

My family could lend me the cash, if the price is right.

I'm never selling the Rusty Runner-

Declan.

It was my dad's boat.

He left it to me.

Trusted me with it!

And when I find out who's messing with me-

everything's going to turn around.

I get it.

For sure.

No problem.

One more run together, then I'll find other work, Gary.

Dad, I'll catch whoever's doing this to your boat.

Sunnyside Fishplant.

How can I direct your call?

Excuse me, sorry.

Excuse me.

Hey there, Bryanna.

Chuck.

You heard from Gary the last few days?

Just got out of the hospital yesterday.

Ticker's been giving me trouble again.

He took the Rusty Runner out days ago.

He's not returning my calls.

He's your brother, Bryanna.

He's not your kid.

Maybe leave the grown man alone.

Let me know if you hear from him.

Will do.

I want to be out on the water before the sun gets up!

Something's tangled in this net!

Help me out-

will ya?

Yeah.

Dang, it's heavy!

What is it?

Well-

bit of an early one this morning.

Yeah, nothing like sea air to get you woken up.

Reminds me of when I was a kid

heading out on the water at first light.

Yeah, I'm more of a coffee while I scroll sort of person.

What are we looking at?

Oh, a fisherman found a body tangled in a net.

Young male.

No signs

of foul play.

Sarah will fill you in on the details.

Hey.

Any idea how long he's been under water?

Yeah, based on visual decomposition-

time of death was approximately 48 hours ago.

Ultimate cause may have been drowning.

But the victim had a serious skull fracture.

Are you sure he didn't strike his head in a fall?

Land in the sea?

Not with the addition of defensive wounds on both arms.

Appear to be from the same weapon.

So he fought back-

and lost.

Gary Francis, 32 years old.

Yeah, he's a commercial fisherman.

Owns a boat called the Rusty Runner.

So he didn't work for a larger company?

Mid-shore vessels like this are almost always family run-

little independent businesses making their living

off the sea one run at a time.

I thought you were a military man.

Well, my grandfather worked his own boat

out of Halifax his whole life.

Fishing whatever was in season-

from lobster to cod, but-

not without the captain, so-

if Gary was killed right here two days ago-

where's his boat?

Yeah.

You know, I'll contact the Coast Guard-

to see if the Rusty Runner had a GPS.

What have you found there, Rex?

Something in his ear?

Here.

Yeah.

Oh.

What is that, a stone?

I'm not sure.

It's covered in an oily substance.

Hold that?

Sure.

That's curious.

I'll have a closer look back at the lab.

Gary!

Whoah whoah!

Officer2: Hey hey!

Gary!

Gary!

Word travels fast in a fishing community.

This is never easy.

I haven't heard from him since Friday.

I was asking around.

Is that unusual for your brother to be out of touch?

For that long.

Yeah.

Gary's out of cell range on the water.

And I took a temp gig

in Gander.

So I haven't been around.

But you were-

concerned enough to come back and look for him.

My brother had been having a hard time lately.

I started to worry when he didn't even text.

He'd always let me know when he was back.

What do you mean by a hard time?

Just money trouble.

The boat was breaking down a lot.

Just-

just little things that added up.

Broken pumps, clogged filters.

Gary seemed to think

that someone was messing with him

somehow.

Messing with him?

He thought the things

going wrong weren't accidents?

He never laid it out.

I thought he was just getting in his own head.

Like paranoid.

But now I-

I wish I'd listened.

I know this is hard, Bryanna, but-

can you tell me

who might have wanted to harm your brother?

Someone who might take the Rusty Runner?

The boat's gone too?

That was my dad's boat!

Listen.

Anything you can tell us might help.

Uh-

There was this guy, uh-

Declan-

and, uh-

Gary mentioned he kept trying to buy the boat.

Declan Terry?

What are you at?

This is it.

Just got back from my uncle's boat

up on the Northern Peninsula, the past few days.

Heard the news this morning.

So the boat's gone too?

That's right.

Word is you were interested in buying the Rusty Runner.

That's just all talk.

Can't afford to pay my own rent as is.

And a tub like that's not worth killing over.

When was the last time you saw Gary?

Six days ago.

Friday.

We went for a pint after our last run.

He bought, since he was letting me go.

And then we both headed home.

Gary cut you loose?

It happens, right?

Not the first job I lost.

Can you think of anyone

who may have had a grudge against him-?

you know, was-

messing with his boat maybe?

Gary could get crazy that way, reading into things.

But there was this one guy.

Who's that?

Wayne somebody.

Baggins.

Need an extra hand today, Gary?

Herring's running.

I got it, Wayne.

Hangs around the harbour-

trading odd jobs for cash or fish.

I heard two of them in a screaming match

a couple of weeks ago.

You know where I can find Wayne?

He hangs out

at the Fog and Fleet a lot.

A lot of the young fishers do.

Cheapest fish and chips in town.

Thanks for the tip.

Come on, Rex.

What's up with your dog?

You mean the highly- trained police K9?

It seems he's interested

in whatever's in your fish pan here.

Do you mind opening it up?

Sure.

No problem.

You said you were fishing

the Northern Peninsula?

Isn't cod season closed up there?

Depends what area.

What kind of license.

What kind of boat.

These are legit.

Well, Rex is alerting to something.

So we'll take a closer look.

And our pathologist

will figure out what it is.

So, you're just going to take them?

Uh-huh.

You found a microchip in Declan's cod?

Not the kind you put in pets.

The Department of Fisheries

sometimes implants acoustic tags in cod

so they can track their migration and survival rates.

And Rex has been trained to alert

to the triphenylphosphine oxide

in any microchip.

Yeah, I'm still kind of shocked

that he was able to detect that

over the smell of the fish itself.

Could you use that to investigate Declan's alibi?

He says he was up in the Northern Peninsula

over the last few days.

Absolutely.

I'll reach out to the Department of Fisheries.

Get their tracking info.

Okay.

Meanwhile, I have the results of the autopsy.

Time of death remains two days ago.

So some time Tuesday.

But as you can see-

cerebral haemorrhage was deemed the sole cause of death.

So Gary wasn't breathing by the time he hit the water.

Exactly.

Also, organic fibres were found embedded in his scalp.

From the murder weapon?

Presumably.

I'm having them

analyzed.

That might help identify the object that caused

the death blow and the defensive wounds.

What about the rock that Rex found in the victim's ear?

That-

is a bit of a puzzler.

It turns out it's a piece

of crystallized salt covered in fish oils.

Sea salt from being in the ocean?

No, no, it's just common rock salt.

Would have got lodged in the canal

before Gary's body ever entered the water.

But how did a guy end up

with oily rock salt in his ear

while fighting off an assailant?

I have no idea.

It's also not the only puzzling thing.

Something's bothering you.

Well-

I have seen many, many bodies

that have been submerged in water

for varying degrees of time.

But there's something different about this one.

Different how?

Well, that's the problem.

I can't put my finger on it.

I'll just have to keep fishing for answers.

I know.

I've clearly been hanging around Jesse too much.

Ah, yeah.

So our victim was having trouble with his boat.

Thought someone was undermining him

and then wound up floating in the harbour, dead-

with a piece of salt in his ear.

Plus, his boat's gone.

Yeah, and it has been for a while.

The Harbour Authority logged the Rusty Runner

coming in last Friday.

Gary's last run with Declan.

Yeah, but the thing is-

it was never logged going back out again.

So we need to find exactly

when the Rusty Runner left.

And where it is right now.

In the meantime-

Coast Guard confirmed

that the vessel did not have a GPS.

So they put the equivalent of a BOLO out.

Meanwhile, the pub should be open by now.

Come on, Rex.

Seems a little bit early for a cold one there, Mark!

Yeah.

Not to mention that you're on a homicide investigation.

Okay, Declan, the deckhand-

said he witnessed an argument

between Gary and a regular named Wayne.

I'm going to see if there's any truth to that.

Sure.

Come on.

You-

and that boat!

You held it against him!

You never let it go!

Just calm down, Bryanna.

You're overwrought.

He didn't mean

to upset you.

One more word from you, Wayne-

and I swear-! Hey hey hey!

Step back.

SJPD- what's going on here?

Uh, we're having a little dispute.

She's just upset about her brother.

I don't take it seriously.

You think Wayne here

had something to do with your brother's death?

It's like he said.

I'm-

I'm just upset.

Come on, dear.

Let's get you inside.

Fish and chips is on me.

What've you got, Rex?

This your truck, Wayne

with all the rock salt in the back?

Yeah, what of it?

Because it seems to be spattered with blood.

I swear the blood is from cleaning fish.

And what's the big deal with salt?

I salt my own cod sometimes.

Is that a crime?

We found a piece of rock salt in the victim's body, Wayne.

Did Gary get that

when you threw him in the back of your truck?

I swear I had nothing to do with Gary's death.

We've known each other our whole lives.

Gary's deckhand says he saw the two of you arguing recently.

Need an extra hand today, Gary?

Herring's running.

I got it, Wayne.

I heard two of them in a screaming match

a couple of weeks ago.

Declan said that?

Uh-huh.

Oh, that guy says a lot of stuff

that you can't take to the bank.

What about Bryanna?

You and that boat!

You held it against him!

You never let it go!

Just calm down, Bryanna.

You're overwrought.

Me and Bryanna.

Um-

We were engaged years ago.

Uh, the dream was

that we would be running the boat together.

Two of us-

raising kids, and, uh-

then her dad died suddenly

and left the Rusty Runner to her brother-

alone.

Was Bryanna bitter about that-?

being cut out?

No, it's ancient history.

Bryanna loved Gary.

And she wouldn't hurt anybody-

let alone her brother.

Mmm.

That still doesn't explain why she was angry at you.

You're barking up the wrong tree, Detective.

Declan is the guy you should be looking at.

He's a real sleveen, if you ask me.

Mmm.

But Declan has an alibi.

And so does Bryanna.

Where were you two days ago, Wayne?

I was fixing an engine on a trawler-

in Witless Bay.

Go ahead and check.

Okay.

Hey, how was the pub?

Lively.

It seems that Wayne and Bryanna are old flames.

At one time, they wanted her dad's boat for themselves.

He claims that that's all ancient history now.

Yeah, but where was he on Tuesday

when Gary was killed?

Well, he says he was working on a trawler up in Witless Bay.

But he and Bryanna are hiding something.

I mean, she was screaming at him

when I found them at the pub.

Right, so-

Bryanna claims that she was in Gander

on Tuesday, right?

And then Declan says

that he was in the Northern Peninsula.

And Wayne says that he was in witless Bay.

Do we have any suspect

who was near the scene of the crime

when our victim was killed?

Well, a local fisher claims

he saw the Rusty Runner

leave Foxtrap Harbour Friday night.

The day

of Gary's last run.

Uh-huh.

And another fisherman says he saw

that the boat never came back

and hasn't been seen since.

So the boat left the harbour six days ago.

But Gary was killed two days ago.

Where was he in between?

Somewhere else on the boat?

Yeah, I feel like I'm channelling Sarah here.

There's something off

about this case.

But I can't put my finger on it.

Okay, let's start by taking a closer look

at the last day that Gary was seen alive.

Okay, so we know that Gary and Declan

went out onto the water

and then came back and went to the pub.

Yeah, what about in between?

Between work and a pint?

Fishers stop on the way home to sell their catch

at a fish plant.

Can you call his sister to see where that might be?

Yeah, yeah.

Something is definitely off.

At Sunnyside-

we buy directly from the fishers-

fresh off our wharf.

Process it inside and sell it wholesale.

It's quite the operation.

And I'm in charge of keeping it running smoothly.

So, what does this have to do

with a man found dead in Foxtrap Harbour?

So, Gary Francis-

Now his sister believes he sold you a load of fish here

last Friday, the last day

that he was seen alive.

Can't say I recognize him.

Really?

Even though he sold fish right here?

I'm rarely on the dock.

Chained to my desk.

But I can check our records for you.

Perfect- what about these two?

Declan- he worked with Gary.

And Wayne had in the past.

Wayne, I know.

He works here at the plant on and off.

Last time would have been, uh-

about a week ago.

Okay, can you send me the exact date?

Of course.

Uh-

Tanya, my partner seems to be alerting to that bin.

Uh, may I?

Go ahead.

Is that salt?

Yes.

We go through thousands of pounds a year.

Use it

for everything from de-icing the wharf

to seasoning a can of salmon.

What about surveillance footage?

Can you send that over to me?

Absolutely!

Amazing.

Once I check with the owners.

I'm just the manager.

Wouldn't want to lose my job in this economy.

Of course.

Do your thing.

Donovan, what have you got?

Well, I've got good news and bad news.

The lab confirmed that the blood in Wayne's truck

was, in fact, fish blood.

So I had to cut him loose.

Okay, and the good news?

The Coast Guard found the Rusty Runner adrift

about 30 miles offshore.

They're towing it back to Foxtrap Harbour as we speak.

We're on our way.

Coming aboard.

Hey!

We're just getting started here.

No evidence of a struggle.

But after being adrift at sea-

any blood on the deck would likely have been washed away.

So we can't rule out the Rusty Runner

as the place where Gary

may have been killed.

Oh.

Here.

Oh, what is this?

Salt-

from Sunnyside Fishplant.

Okay, well, I'll see if it's a match

to the crystal found on the victim.

But that won't prove the salt was from there.

I mean, common salt is-

common.

Where's Jesse?

Checking the hold.

That's been stewing at sea for days and-

That's a fun job.

Okay, guys.

I just want you to know-

that the hull is clear of fish.

But it's teeming with stench.

I'll head back down-

holding my nose this time.

Oh, that's disgusting.

Oh, it stinks.

Smells like a foot!

Rex seems

interested in something over here.

Oh, yeah.

So the fibres we found in Gary's head wound

turn out to be wood-

deeply suffused with various

aquatic flora and fauna.

Okay, so a buoy could have been the murder weapon.

The triangular shape fits the wound pattern.

But look, he's not alerting to anything.

I think I know why.

You see that last tie?

No last buoy.

Likely-

floating out at sea, never to be found.

So maybe Gary was killed on his own vessel.

But then-

how did he end up in the harbour

when the boat was 30 miles out to sea?

Let's, uh-

Let's check the bridge.

Okay.

Come on, Rex.

You okay down there, Jesse?

Nope!

Throttle's engaged.

Boat's still in gear.

Okay, so the boat was in motion.

Until it ran out of fuel.

So-

what happened to the person driving it?

Well, maybe someone pointed it out to sea

and just let her go.

Didn't care if the boat just sank out there?

Or maybe wanted her to.

The evidence at the bottom of the ocean

is usually no evidence at all.

What is it, Rex?

What's written on it?

Looks like dates and numbers.

Gary told people that he thought someone was messing with him.

Could he have been tracking something?

See what Jesse makes of these.

Okay.

Okay, I'm going to go back to the pub

and see how Bryanna reacts

to the return of the Rusty Runner.

Seems the old girl

was carrying a lot of other people's baggage.

I'm just so glad

the Rusty Runner's back safe and sound.

Here you go, folks.

On the house.

Oh, Chuck.

You didn't have to do that.

No, it's fine, you both deserve it.

Just give me a shout if you need anything else.

I was, uh-

I was kind of surprised that you wanted to meet here-

considering-

It's a tight community.

We're all intertwined.

Yeah.

I've known Chuck forever.

He used to fish with my dad back in the day.

On the Rusty Runner?

Before Gary got old enough to help

and took over for him.

That's when Chuck bought this place.

Between you and me-

I don't think he's happy here.

Well, my grandfather was never happy ashore, either.

Mmm.

Eyes always on the horizon.

What about

you?

Um- any regrets?

What do you mean?

Wayne said there's a history

between you two and the boat.

That you were

upset when your father left it to Gary.

At the time.

But we worked it out.

Oh.

How's that?

Gary gave me part ownership-

for good or ill.

But there's a downside to that?

Profits aren't big.

But responsibilities are.

Is there something you're not telling me, Bryanna?

What did Wayne say to you earlier

that upset you?

Wayne doesn't know what he's talking about.

But it was about Gary?

We've got evidence

of the Rusty Runner leaving harbour unregistered

in the middle of the night

As part owner-

What do you know about that?

Gary would never do anything outside the law-

if that's what you're implying.

It wasn't.

But you think he could have?

I'm starting to think I need a lawyer.

On second thought-

I think I'll bring you a cheque.

I had a look at those numbers that Sarah sent me last night.

Now, the first column- they're dates.

But the second-

they seem to be a log of engine hours.

Engine hours?

That's a boat's equivalent to the odometer in a car.

Oh, your grandfather taught you well.

It seems that Gary was tracking a discrepancy.

Now the boat-

it had more clicks than it should have

on those specific days.

It could be that wasn't the first time the Rusty Runner

left the harbour in the night, undocumented.

Bryanna sure clammed up

at the mention of midnight runs.

Still more questions than answers.

Something's got to break soon.

Yeah.

Oh, I knew it looked off.

Wow.

Someone was in early.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

Insomnia?

Alibis.

Everybody's got one.

Yeah, I think that's the problem.

All our suspects

have motive, but no opportunity.

Some were in Witless Bay, Gander-

and the Northern Peninsula at the time of Gary's death.

There's something off about this case.

Mmm.

I think I figured it out.

The answer to everything.

Ruptured membranes.

Excuse me?

Even I don't get that.

It means that Gary didn't die on Tuesday

like we thought.

He died much earlier.

Maybe even as early as the previous Friday.

How is that possible?

Because Gary's body was frozen.

Frozen?

Specifically, flash frozen.

I'm still trying to wrap my head around it.

Gary was frozen?

How could they miss that on the autopsy?

Well, flash freezing-

the process of solidifying something almost instantly-

is designed to limit cellular damage-

right-?

so that fish, or any food's

texture and appearance remain very close

to fresh when thawed.

The same held true for Gary's remains.

He looked fresher than he was.

Right- which led you

and the coroner to conclude that his time of death was Tuesday.

And Tuesday was actually the time of defrost.

Exactly.

Gary most likely died days earlier-

probably soon after he was last seen alive.

Last Friday.

The night his boat was secreted out of the harbour.

Any chance the Sunnyside Fishplant

has one of these flash freezing facilities?

Even better.

It looks like they have a process that lowers

the freezing solution far below zero.

With the addition of salt.

Just like the piece Rex found lodged in Gary's ear-

covered in fish oil.

Right.

Okay.

Contact the owners of Sunnyside.

Let's bring Tanya in for questioning.

Yeah, let's see what else we can dig up on her.

She claimed that she didn't recognize Gary.

But he'd sold there for years.

I'll send a forensics team to their freezing facility.

Ooh, but-

the inside of a fish plant is kept

as sterile as an operating room.

Sorry-

Rex.

No dogs allowed.

I know.

Okay!

So it looks like the flash freezing

melted away all the alibis.

Get down to the pub, Jesse.

See what you can find out.

Okay.

And start with Wayne.

So now you want to know where I was last Friday?

Yeah, the case is evolving.

Where were you the last time

you saw Gary leave the pub?

Uh-

I went home, I slept, I-

worked a shift at Sunnyside the next day.

Other than that, I was here.

The usual.

Okay, well, Sunnyside is seeming

more and more connected to the crime now-

Wayne.

And you had access to it.

And you had an argument with Gary

and another one with his sister.

I mean, I know you say it's ancient history, but-

from what I'm hearing-

these emotions seem pretty raw.

I said something I shouldn't have said.

That's all.

And what was that?

Look, Wayne.

A guy you've known your whole life

has been cut down in his prime.

Do we really need to bring you in again?

One night a couple of weeks ago-

I saw the Rusty Runner heading out in the middle of the night.

And I know that Gary was having some problems.

Mmm.

Okay, you thought he was up to something.

Cod quotas are strict.

Every trip has limits.

Inspectors- they log everything.

But if a boat slips out in the dark

has a buyer who doesn't ask questions-

You do the math.

Mmm.

So you think he was poaching

and you confronted him on it.

He wouldn't give me a straight answer-

told me I was talking garbage.

And what did you say to that?

I reminded him

what happens to fishers in this town

who take what they're not supposed to take.

He almost ripped my head off.

I wouldn't have said anything normally.

But I was just trying to look out for Bryanna.

Yeah.

And how's that?

The Department of Fisheries can fine you for poaching-

put you in jail and take your boat.

And that boat is partly Bryanna's.

Even now-

if they prove that the Rusty Runner was involved-

Bryanna loses everything.

Okay.

Is that why she was so angry with you?

I told her what I thought was going on with her brother.

The thing is-

how can I be so sure that it wasn't you

taking that boat out

and covering your tracks by blaming a dead man?

Because I would take my own life

before I harm Bryanna.

How come you never mentioned

you work part-time with Sunnyside?

I work part-time everywhere.

Doesn't everybody?

Money's tight all over.

The owners have instructed me

to do whatever I can

to assist in your investigation.

But the idea that someone was frozen at our plant

is preposterous!

But you don't deny that Gary Francis and the Rusty Runner

were at Sunnyside the last day that he was seen alive?

In fact, I can confirm it!

Our records show that Gary sold Sunnyside fish

on many occasions.

What about the surveillance footage I requested

over 24 hours ago?

Delivered as we speak.

But I-

have the pertinent footage

right here.

Gary-

and his boat-

in one piece-

sailing off for Foxtrap Harbour.

But you have a flash freezing facility

that uses the saltwater method.

And your forensic team is there right now.

Mmm.

But I have no doubt

they will find nothing linking your unfortunate victim

or his remains

to the inside of our facilities.

Well, perhaps you can answer this question.

Um, does the plant operate at night?

No, not for years.

We've been down to one day shifts

since the cod stocks collapsed in the 90s.

So if somebody wanted to sneak in after hours-

there'd be no one to interfere.

Assuming that person had-

access, of course.

What are you implying?

We looked into your financial situation-

Tanya.

You had a six figure debt six months ago-

spread across half a dozen online gambling sites.

And now it's gone.

Can you explain that?

If you're implying

that I'm involved in some sort of illegal activity-

then I'm afraid this interview is done.

I think I'll let the company's lawyers

assist you from here on out.

It's okay, Rex.

She's free to go.

So Wayne claims

he saw the Rusty Runner going out at midnight-

thought that Gary was poaching.

Yeah, and then he told Bryanna.

And she flew off the handle at him.

She got pretty defensive with me, too.

Said that Gary would never do anything illegal.

Yeah, but could it be

that he was selling Tanya an illegal catch

under the table, after hours

and then somehow something went wrong.

But what if it wasn't him?

I mean, Gary was tracking a discrepancy

in his engine hours.

Maybe he caught on to the fact that someone

was using his boat without his knowledge.

Heading out at midnight to poach fish.

Okay, okay.

Okay.

But look, I mean-

could Tanya really pay off her gambling debts

by selling black market cod?

Actually, I think it's more than that.

I want to show you something.

Okay, what's-

What's with all these trays?

Well, it was bothering me that Rex was somehow

able to smell the microchip buried inside the codfish

you got from Declan.

What's up with your dog?

I mean, don't get me wrong-

Rex is amazing, but-

to pick out a trace that faint over the smell of fish?

Yeah, it surprised me too.

Yeah.

So I thought I'd try it out for myself.

Rex.

Come here.

Check.

That's an alert.

Okay.

So this-

is a microchip-

just by itself.

So he can detect it.

Now-

Rex.

Check.

Codfish from the grocery store.

He didn't alert-

with a chip inside it.

He couldn't even smell it at all.

Okay, so why was he alerting to the cod found at Declan's?

This is my point.

Just wait.

Rex.

Track.

And this time, he alerts.

This is the cod, Mark, you got from Declan.

Complete with

the original microchip inside.

So if he couldn't smell the chip through the fish-

why is he alerting now?

Exactly.

A mystery until

I swabbed the surface of the cod-

and found trace amounts of fentanyl.

Fentanyl on a fish?

Yeah, it's not so crazy, actually.

It's a decent way to hide drugs

from the inspectors.

So the Rusty Runner

wasn't bringing in illegal fish at night.

It was bringing in illegal drugs.

Why not both?

I just heard back

from the Department of Fisheries this morning.

This cod was taken from

a closed area just 30 miles offshore of St. John's.

Not the North Peninsula, like Declan said.

Okay.

All roads seem to lead to Declan.

Bring him in.

You got it.

Rex.

Hey, Declan!

Declan, stop!

SJPD!

Caught in your own net.

Seems fitting.

So Declan ran?

And climbed-

and almost slipped the net.

So maybe he knew

that we found the traces of fentanyl

on the confiscated codfish.

Or heard his manufactured alibi had taken on water.

That trip to the Northern Peninsula

looks pretty convenient.

Yeah, but the bottom line is

he lied about where he found that cod.

He wanted to buy Gary's boat.

Maybe using it to poach was a way to raise the cash.

Well, who else knows their way around the Rusty Runner

better than him?

But how does the fentanyl play into this?

Yeah, not to mention murder and flash freezing.

Wayne said that you couldn't take much

of whatever Declan says at face value.

Yeah, well looks like you better start fishing

for the truth.

Not you, too.

I know I shouldn't have run.

But I heard you yelling-

Police!

And people at the pub were talking about

how Gary may be poaching.

We know you were poaching.

I never in my life!

We've gone way beyond that.

The fish that my K9 alerted to at your place

has tested positive for drugs.

What?

Gary suspected that someone

was sneaking the Rusty Runner out at night.

Did he figure out that it was you?

Did he hide in the hull to catch you red-handed?

No, no, you've got this all wrong.

Did he surprise you when you were offloading at Sunnyside-

where you killed him with a buoy rather than face charges-

then froze him and got yourself an alibi?

This is insane.

I've got no idea how you found drugs on that fish.

I just bought it cheap is all.

I didn't ask questions.

Bought it cheap?

From who?

Chuck sells it under the table.

I don't know where he gets it.

Here you go, folks.

On the house.

Chuck, you didn't

have to do that.

No, it's fine.

You both deserve it.

Just give me a shout if you need anything else.

But he's got the cheapest fish and chips in town.

Okay.

So I asked the Department of Fisheries

to track the microchip found in the cod

after it left the water.

They thought it was a pretty weird request.

I bet.

What did they say?

They sent me this.

Okay, so the cod-

confiscated from Declan, covered in fentanyl-

was caught offshore illegally-

then transferred to the Sunnyside Fishplant-

then on to the Fog and Fleet.

So Chuck took the Rusty Runner on drug runs?

Yeah, and picked up a load of cod on the way

to freeze along with it.

Bryanna mentioned that he'd worked the boat with her dad

and hated working the bar.

So he found a way out.

But he'd need someone with access to the fishplant.

Send uniforms for Tanya.

And let's bring this Chuck character in.

You got it.

Rex.

Back again?

Got new ways to smear

my late brother?

I'm looking for Chuck.

He's not here.

Had to go back to the hospital.

Did me the favour of throwing me a few shifts.

Back to the hospital?

Yeah, he was there about a week ago.

Around when Gary went missing?

Well, I bet they didn't find anything wrong.

Though it makes for a great alibi.

What did Chuck need an alibi for?

To freeze a body and shift the time of death.

They froze my brother?

What is it?

Is this Chuck's truck?

Yeah.

He uses it when he buys fish.

What's going on?

What's he found?

If I'm right-

the reason your brother was killed.

Thanks.

The hospital confirms

they admitted Chuck three days ago.

He was claiming chest pains.

His manufactured alibi while he shifted Gary's time of death.

Yeah, well, he's not there now.

Okay, uniforms at Sunnyside.

Tanya disappeared mid-shift.

But the office confirmed

that Chuck's bought fish from her for years.

And-

there's also this.

Surveillance footage

from Sunnyside Wharf, against the dates

from Gary's engine hours list.

Nothing.

I'll check the time stamp.

Hours have been deleted.

Yeah.

To hide the Rusty Runner's unloading, presumably.

On every one

of those same nights.

But look at this.

They missed one frame

from over a month ago.

Tanya and Chuck headed for his truck

full of frozen fish and drugs, no doubt.

And following the pattern of the dates that Gary

had written down-

next drug run's tonight.

They'll be expecting someone

in the Rusty Runner to come rendezvous with them offshore.

Now, if only we could get the lab results on Chuck's truck

it would be a full circle.

Fish oil-

seawater and fentanyl.

Okay.

Let's get a BOLO on Tanya and Chuck.

Okay, I'll get the ferries and airports covered.

Do that.

But there's another surefire way off this island.

My money is on

Chuck heading to the Rusty Runner.

Let's go, Rex.

There's Chuck, headed for the boat.

Rex, hold on!

Wait for me!

Chuck, stay where you are!

Halt!

Police!

Rex!

Rusty Runner.

This is the SJPD.

Return to the wharf.

Coast Guard has been notified.

You have nowhere to go.

Repeat- nowhere to go.

K9 officer on board, Chuck.

Be smart about this.

Hey!

Hey!

Get off!

Get off me!

Okay okay!

Coast Guard: This is the Coast Guard.

The Rusty Runner has throttled down.

Good job, partner.

Now hold him until

uniforms can get on the boat.

All right!

Next time, wait for me.

Okay?

I notified the Coast Guard.

Gave the exact location the illegal cod

was harvested from.

So they'll be able to

find the drug suppliers.

Nothing to say for yourself?

It was really Chuck?

Yeah.

I can't believe it!

Lucky I didn't get word of it before you did.

Safer where he's going.

Yeah, we should be able to release the Rusty Runner

back to you later this week, I guess.

This boat meant everything to Gary and my dad.

My brother died defending it.

I'm here to work it for you, anytime.

It's your call.

I'd like that.

I think Gary would, too.

Hey.

So we picked up Tanya 20 minutes ago.

It was called in by a car rental company.

And she confessed to using the fish plant

to offload the Rusty Runner

and transfer cargo to Chuck's truck.

Now, Chuck kept the fish.

And he shipped the drugs off-island.

And she swears that Chuck killed Gary, not her.

How did she get mixed up in all this?

She was contacted through a gambling site.

Now, they found out about her debt.

And they promised to pay it off.

She brought in Chuck

because she knew how much he wanted to get away

from the Fog and Fleet.

What about the fentanyl suppliers?

Well, Chuck's escape route

led the Coast Guard to exactly where they were stationed.

And all of those who were responsible

are now in the custody of border services.

And Sunnyside had no knowledge

about the drug operation happening

at the plant.

So it's business as usual.

Okay!

Well.

Here we go.

I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving.

So how about some fish and chips?

Oh, you know-

suddenly I feel more like- pizza!

Yeah, me too, me too.

Yeah, ditto.

Come on, you.