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Hello!

Can you hear me?

Officer O'Neill here!

I'm with the St. John's Police Department!

I'm here for a wellness check, Miss Fanning!

Place could use a bit of clean.

Miss Fanning!

I'm coming in!

Dispatch, this is Constable O'Neill.

I'm here at, uh-

There's a woman-

She's dead.

In her house.

I can't- I can't breathe.

Stay put, Constable.

We'll send someone over right away.

Let's go.

Constable O'Neill.

You want to tell me what happened?

Hey.

Yes sir.

Uh, Detective Mills is already inside-

and forensics.

She was deceased when I arrived.

I didn't-

I, uh-sorry.

I think I've got the stomach flu.

You know, it never gets easy finding a dead body.

Especially one that's been sitting around

for a couple of days.

She was so grey.

And her eyes were open.

Stop!

Get back!

Rex!

Hey, back up!

Back up!

Back.

He's being aggressive!

He's not being aggressive.

He's trying to comfort you.

He snuck up on me.

He showed his teeth!

Okay, okay.

Why don't you just take a break?

Go get some food.

And everything is going to be okay.

Hey, it's me.

Rex.

Look, I know buddy.

I know you weren't trying to scare her, okay?

So let's get back to work.

Come on.

Let's go.

Edna Fanning.

84 years old.

Never married, no children.

Lived alone.

They estimate she's been dead at least 72 hours.

Oh, it took that long to be found.

Some kind of a recluse?

And a hoarder, apparently.

Forensics deemed the death a murder.

Yeah, yeah.

A single stab wound.

Short, sharp.

I'm guessing a typical knife.

But nothing's been found yet.

Big money.

Big family.

Huh.

Charlie, look at the size of this house.

Yet she-

died here alone.

The question is why.

Something's got Rex's attention.

Yeah, it must be a powerful scent.

What is it pal?

No idea.

Maybe some type of chemical.

Well-

Rex is definitely interested in something.

Why don't we bag up the carpet and get it tested?

Who called in the wellness check?

Her name is Olivia Bragg.

Lives down the street.

Okay.

Where's Rex?

Hmm.

Oh, what a big fella!

Ohhh.

That's so good, hey?

Oh, what a boy!

Who are you, Mr. Busy Nose?

Excuse me.

Hi.

Detective Charlie Hudson.

This is my partner Rex-

who's getting a head scratch.

I'm Olivia Bragg.

You're the neighbour who called in the wellness check.

It's uh-

It's heartbreaking.

Her passing, it's like-

the end of an era.

Hmm.

Would you mind if I um-

asked you a couple of questions

about the victim?

Victim?

Oh, I'm sorry-

We're treating Edna's death as a homicide.

Oh no!

I should have called sooner-

when I first noticed that strange light.

Chief Sullivan!

Joe!

Need a hand with that?

No.

No, the doctor says

I've got to, you know- rebuild my strength.

More cold cases, smart.

Staying engaged while Sarah keeps your seat warm.

Keeping an eye on things while you heal.

Nice!

Well, I think Sarah's doing a great job on her own.

She doesn't really need any eyes on her-

if you ask me.

Great.

New blood in the role is good.

Fresh ideas are what we need.

Well, uh, let's not forget that

there's merit in experience, right?

Hmm?

Oh- uh-

And me!

Yeah.

I'm going to give your coffee a try.

Okay.

What is Sullivan doing here?

She dropped by asking for a report that I emailed to her.

And she's still hanging around?

While I print out the 500 pages, yeah.

Can you tell me a little bit more

about this light that you saw at Edna's house?

Upstairs, at the back of the house, late at night.

I saw it once weeks ago and didn't think much of it.

But then again, a few days back-

Was that unusual?

Edna would be up in the night sometimes

but never upstairs.

I'm not sure she ever went up there.

The stairs were steep and filled with junk.

Would you ever check on Edna yourself?

I knocked, but she didn't answer.

She was a very private person.

I didn't want to intrude, but-

Huh.

Were you and Miss Fanning close?

I only moved here a year ago, but let me put it this way.

A while after I met Edna-

I asked her who her closest friend was.

And her response-

My dear.

If it isn't you, it's nobody.'

Edna was a real character.

And she kept everything.

She wouldn't toss a broken dish.

She loved the flowers in her garden

as much as anything in the house.

Now don't tell the tulips-

but these roses have always been my favourites.

Everything holds a memory for me.

For good.

Or ill.

I was so touched when she shared a few of her things with me.

I want to give you something.

The true secret to living well is found inside.

The secret to living well.

What do you think she meant by that?

I don't know.

She grew her own vegetables.

She lived on practically nothing.

Much like myself, honestly.

Hmm.

What was in the journal?

Nothing personal.

Just gardening stuff-

plant inventory.

I don't get why anyone would want to harm her.

Did she have any friends or family?

Anybody she might have had a disagreement with?

Well-

She was a Fanning.

As in the old powerful merchant family

that used to run all of Brigus.

Oh.

But the rest of them moved away years ago.

As far as I know, no one darkens her door anymore.

Well, somebody came to visit.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Chief.

Here's that report you wanted.

There's an index at the front.

Great.

I'll drop it back once I've gone through it and made notes.

Or we can pick it up.

I'm sure you're busy.

Well, I'd rather take the walk.

We can't let a management job keep us

stuck behind a desk, Truong.

Unless-

you'd rather I didn't come around?

I should take that.

Hey, Charlie.

Any updates?

Yeah, I got a tip

from a neighbour about a strange light

in an upper bedroom recently.

You think someone was sneaking in?

Well, unless Edna was more agile than she was letting on.

But uh-

the team is working their way up there now through the debris.

Edna's lawyer reached out when they heard the news.

They um-

confirmed that she was part of a pretty powerful family.

You know about them?

Yeah.

The Fannings.

They're an old merchant family from back in the early 1800s.

They sold goods on credit to the fishermen in the spring

in return for their cod catch in the fall.

But the prices were rigged.

Right, so-

the fishermen stayed poor

while the merchants gathered the wealth.

I don't know, maybe someone figured it was time to cash in.

You know, I wanted to run by the law firm

to take a look at Edna's will

to see who inherits the house.

But Rex is still helping Jesse

to try and find the murder weapon.

Do you think I could ask Joe to run down there?

I can do it.

You sure?

Well, I need to get out from behind the desk-

apparently.

Uh, yeah.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Thanks.

Wilson Benson.

You must be Superintendent Truong.

Acting superintendent, yes.

Thank you for contacting us Mr. Benson.

Now, did you represent Edna Fanning personally?

Uh, well, we never officially met.

I inherited the file from my late father, Arthur Benson.

He represented the Fannings for decades.

This is

my father's former

executive assistant, Beverly Thomas.

We didn't use fancy words like that back then.

I was his secretary.

Hi.

Hi.

Beverly dealt with Edna directly.

Whenever I could get to see her.

I would like to get a copy of the will.

Oh, me too.

I've been searching.

Yeah, my father was old school.

Bit of a Luddite.

I'll be digitizing my way into retirement.

Yeah.

Do you know who's named as her beneficiary?

Not until we find the documents, I'm afraid.

But I don't expect there to be any other assets

other than the house.

Mmm.

Cod stock depletion.

Confederation with Canada.

It all led to the end of the fishocracy as it was called.

And over time, the merchant wealth

disappeared along with it.

While searching for the murder weapon, Rex alerted

to a stack of books

and found 200 dollars.

Well, it's common for people to have

an emergency stash in their house.

I think we're past a rainy-day fund.

Because we kept looking-

and found $52,000 in the cookbook section alone.

So, Edna was hoarding cash along with everything else.

More hidden cash.

So, the question is, who knew?

And is that what got her killed.

Fifty grand?

And counting.

Rex found another ten without even lifting a paw.

Yeah, and I ran serial numbers

on a sample of the bills.

None of them are newer than four decades ago.

So Edna stashed it a long time ago.

Think someone came looking for it?

Well, it could explain why there was

a strange light on night after night-

if Edna caught someone in the act.

Who knew she was hoarding money?

Well, that's the thing.

She didn't really have many close relationships.

No doctor, dentist.

No priest.

I did narrow it down to three people.

There was her neighbour, Olivia.

Yes.

She called in the wellness check.

And she seemed legitimately heartbroken by it.

Yeah, then we have her nephew, Nathan.

He lives in Halifax, totally estranged.

But he's her last living family member

and probably the one most likely

to inherit the estate.

Anyway, he's flying in as we speak.

The question is, was he here four days ago?

I'm still looking into that.

And the only other person is her supposed best friend.

Edna was maid of honour at Rowena Philpott's wedding-

another member of a powerful merchant family.

Is Rowena still around?

She is.

She lives in Philpott Manor

on Philpott Circle-

near Philpott Memorial Gardens.

Hmm.

Yeah, I'll see if she can spill the tea on Edna.

I called ahead-

and the nurse said she's a bit of a curmudgeon.

But I have a way with the old ladies, so-

Did the lab ever identify what Rex detected at Edna's?

A flooring adhesive.

Industrial strength-

used to install vinyl plank flooring.

We didn't see any of that at Edna's house.

Yeah, okay.

Well, Nathan Fanning is here.

Can you guys keep me posted on that?

Yup.

Okay great.

Floor adhesive?

Rex, let's go.

Yeah.

I can't believe my aunt was murdered.

Were you two close, Nathan?

Not at all.

Last time I saw her, I was a kid at my grandfather's funeral.

Hmm.

She was kind of the black sheep of the family.

So why the hurry to get back here?

Sense of duty, I guess.

I'm still a Fanning.

Plus, you might be due to inherit the house.

That house sounds like more of a huge responsibility

than a windfall.

Well-

there was quite a bit of cash hidden in there.

So far, I think we found close to $300,000.

No kidding?

Huh.

Wait.

Are you suggesting I'd harm my aunt for a meager 300K?

That amount sounds meagre to you?

I'm not trying to sound like a snob.

But implying I'm a gold digger?

I don't think I was implying that.

I think you just jumped there yourself.

I have things to take care of.

Please keep me informed about the investigation.

Yeah, we'll be in touch.

Yeah, I know pal.

I'm not sure I buy it either.

Chief Sullivan!

You're back.

Turns out Major Crimes has better coffee

than the admin office.

You think so, huh?

I've always been partial to the Mugshot-

downstairs.

That's the real deal.

But-

Mugshot's not free.

Okay.

Allison.

You can't fool me.

You're fishing.

The question is what for?

Sue me!

I like it here.

Have you spent much time downstairs with the execs?

Oh wait.

No.

No, you haven't.

So let me paint it for you.

It's stuffy.

It's serious.

Forced-air heat.

Dusty carpets.

And everyone is sucking up to you.

Trying to pretend they're so happy to see you-

when they're not.

Oh.

Ohhhh.

And a million questions to answer.

Questions, questions.

Relax, Joe.

I'm getting to know your team.

Don't have anything to hide, do you?

Not at all.

Yeah, make yourself at home.

Thanks.

I will.

Things changed, Detective.

It's been a long time

since Edna Fanning was any friend of mine.

Mmm.

Mmm.

What's wrong?

You haven't touched a jam-jam.

Oh.

Those are for me.

Thank you.

Mmm.

So-

why did you guys have a falling out?

Ughh.

She was right contrary.

You know?

The rest of us were raised

to go along to get along.

And Edna, oh my God.

She wouldn't pay any mind to anyone but herself.

Hmm.

Why so rebellious do you think?

Oh, I think she wanted the attention.

She turned on her own crowd.

She'd say that the merchant family money

was ill-gotten gains taken from the common man.

My God.

Well, it was families like ours that built this province.

So you're proud of your legacy.

Yes.

I think we'd still be in charge today

if the fools hadn't voted to join Canada.

What?

So, okay.

You have zero thought on who'd want to harm her?

Well, I guess it would be somebody

who wanted a bit of that money

she had squirreled away over there.

You knew about the hidden cash?

Well, I'm just presuming.

I mean, the old bag-

she outlived everyone.

And she inherited over and over again.

And she never spent a cent.

And never used a bank.

Even though the Fannings owned Newfoundland National

at one point.

So, you'd have to imagine she might have millions

tucked away in that house.

You certainly could have used some of that money too.

Couldn't you?

Are you suggesting that I had something to do this?

Ms. Philpott, I looked at your finances.

Things are looking grim.

No savings, reverse mortgage.

Nothing for the next generation.

Detective Mills.

I will freely admit that I will shed no tears

when Edna Fanning's house is bulldozed into the ground.

It's a disgrace to the merchant legacy.

As was she!

But the idea that a Philpott

would go poking around in that haunted mold hut of hers

looking for a bit of cash!

Of course not.

You'd hire someone.

If there are no more questions, Detective-

I'd like to have my afternoon back.

You can show yourself out.

Okay.

Bye.

I'm just going to-

Bye.

Oh!

So, Rowena figured out there was cash in the house.

Yeah, and she's as bitter as her tea.

Well, would she risk the family's name being damaged

if whoever she hired got caught?

Well, it could explain how it ended in murder.

Yeah, maybe.

I still think that Nathan has the most solid motive.

He didn't have any connection to the woman.

And he also believed that the estate was his.

I did look into the history of the merchants.

Did you know that Olivia's family

is originally from Brigus?

Olivia, the neighbour?

No, she told me that she moved there last year.

That's true, yeah.

She grew up in St. John's.

But the Bragg family have been fishing in Brigus

for generations.

And a few years ago-

Olivia circulated a petition

in support of merchant family reparations.

So she was trying to force a redistribution of the wealth.

The petition went nowhere, so I don't know.

She could have taken matters into her hands.

Can't be easy looking at that big old house every day

knowing who put their blood sweat and tears

into building it.

So, a mysterious light.

The wellness check.

That could just be Olivia trying to throw us off.

Yeah.

I know pal.

I know that you like her.

But we've got to keep an open mind.

Okay?

Come on.

See you, Jesse.

Yeah.

Rex!

Sweet boy, ahh!

There you are!

Should have known we'd find you here.

Weeds don't take a day off, unfortunately.

Rex.

What's up?

We need to talk.

You didn't mention your family connection to Edna.

Mmm?

Fishers and merchants, they don't exactly-

get along.

Well, that was before I was born.

Yeah, but that didn't

stop you from starting a movement

to try and reclaim some of that wealth.

We found the petition that you started.

I was in college.

Thought I could change the world.

Unfortunately-

the world didn't care.

Did you know there was money in the house?

What are you talking about?

Of course I didn't!

Why would I know that?

Well, that would be motive.

There's a lot of cash in that house.

Absolutely not!

You sure about that?

No!

You're not suggesting I killed Edna?

I'm the only one who cared about her!

Including her so-called family.

Those are the people you should be investigating!

So there is some resentment.

Against the people that turned their back on her?

Yes!

I can't even believe

you'd suggest that!

It's my job.

Rex seems interested

in your shed.

Do you mind if I take a look?

I have nothing to hide.

This the journal that Edna gave you?

Yes.

That's not what it looks like.

I can explain.

What's that?

That's not mine!

I don't know where that came from!

I'm telling the truth!

We confirmed the blood on the knife is Edna's.

I have never seen it before.

What about the journal?

When you brought it up

you didn't mention there was a thousand dollars cash inside.

Edna was trying to be nice.

I wanted to give the money back, but she refused.

And even then, I never touched it-

in case she ever changed her mind.

Yeah, but this was the secret of life

that Edna was talking to you about.

And you claimed to not know what she meant.

It was a thousand dollars.

You must have suspected there was more money in the house.

I didn't.

Did you think that that money really belonged to your family?

Did you tell me about the strange light upstairs

to deflect suspicion from yourself?

No, but I will regret to my dying day

that I didn't save her!

What about this rose?

This was in the journal too.

Does it mean anything to you?

Roses were Edna's favourite.

I think I know the answer to this.

But did Edna ever redo her floors?

I would be surprised if anything has changed in years.

That's what I thought too.

Hey!

What's with Rex?

He and Charlie found the murder weapon in Olivia's shed.

And he had really taken a liking

to her.

Are we thinking she killed Edna?

It's hard to say.

She gave a DNA test willingly.

And refused an attorney.

Yeah, but the evidence is the evidence, right?

Hey, bud.

Yeah, I know.

Sometimes we just get played, huh?

I hate it too.

Where's Jesse, by the way?

Chief Sullivan invited him to um-

join her for a breakfast sandwich.

I'm sorry, what?

Something's on her mind.

But I don't know what.

A breakfast meeting at two in the afternoon?

I hope I-

didn't interrupt you from important work?

No, no.

I'm in no rush.

Except to get back to work of course.

Hmm.

I've been um, looking over your contributions

to investigations over past months.

Oh?

Great.

You've uh-

successfully tracked criminals using-

ooh-!

financial records-

social media accounts-

CCTV and dashcams

to track their movements.

Mmm.

Exactly.

Yeah, no.

Anything and everything computer-related is my forte.

So to speak.

So it-

just made me wonder-

why you can't be replaced with AI.

Oh!

Well, uh- that-

I guess that- that is a question.

I'm kidding.

Of course you're better than AI.

For one-

AI isn't really that great at the gossip.

Do you like gossip, Detective Mills?

Because I'm looking for information on your colleagues.

You don't seem thrilled about solving the case.

Well, I know we need to follow the evidence.

But Olivia seems genuine.

Even though she held things back?

A lot of people do stupid things

when they're frightened.

Jesse?

How did it go with the chief?

Oh, it was awesome.

She wanted to know what sort of protocols were in place

to discipline-

the dog.

Discipline him for what?

She said there were reports

that Rex's behaviour was unpredictable.

Where is all of this coming from?

Oh, I know.

Rex gave Taylor a scare yesterday.

She probably must have called her mother.

He knows we're talking about him.

Buddy, I think you're going to have to make friends

with the rookie.

Speak of the devil.

Acting Superintendent.

Detectives.

Hi.

This is Mr. Benson.

Edna Fanning's lawyer.

We are aware, thank you.

What can we do for you, Mr. Benson?

Beverley found the will.

Oh.

Thank you for bringing it over.

Oh, my pleasure.

Don't mind the outfit.

I like to do a ride in every once in a while.

It keeps me sane.

Mmm.

Nathan Fanning inherits everything.

Okay.

I'll bring him in for another chat.

You don't suspect him, do you?

It's just routine.

He's doing it again!

He's being aggressive!

No he's not.

Rex, sit.

Is there anything wrong with him?

He's a dog.

Charlie, do you want to put Rex somewhere quiet?

It's okay.

I'll take him.

Rex, come on.

Let's go, buddy.

We need to talk.

Okay.

Let's have a chat.

Officer Taylor getting under your fur, hey buddy?

I know the feeling.

I know it's hard, bud.

But sometimes we just have to rally and be professional.

Even when we don't like someone.

Yeah.

Here, take this.

No?

Okay, well I'm going to leave this

right here for you.

Just have a little cool down

and I'll be back for you in a little bit, okay?

It's okay pal.

We'll have allocated about 20 man hours.

Okay, well we'll get Sullivan to look at that.

Nathan is on his way in.

Seems pretty relieved to be inheriting everything.

Even when everything is a tear down

and the cash is something he claims not to need.

Give him a closer look.

Okay.

Hey.

Chief's gone.

What did she say?

I've assured her that things are fine.

She wants a written report from Charlie

about the incident at the crime scene with Taylor.

I'm sorry, they're calling it an incident?

Just an HR incident, but yes.

Alright.

Let's not stress out about it.

Rex is the most predictable out of all of us.

That's what I told her.

Hey.

Have you seen Rex?

Yeah, I left him in the kitchen, why?

Well, that's what I thought too, but all I found was this.

I checked everywhere.

He's not in the building.

No surprise there.

Surveillance footage from the parking lot.

Rex has

left the building.

Where is he going and why?

Nathan Fanning is back.

Charlie, I looked into him for you.

He's not as rich as he lets on.

He's about to lose his house.

So maybe $300,000 isn't as meager after all.

And I can confirm Nathan was in St. John's two weeks ago.

You talk with Nathan.

Jesse start checking CCTV cameras in the neighbourhood.

Yup.

So glad you found the will.

But I'm next of kin.

Why is that suspicious?

Well, I learned that you could really use the money.

Three car loans.

Double mortgage

on a monster home that's about to go into default.

I have a certain lifestyle.

And you were in St. John's a couple of weeks ago.

Never said I wasn't.

Came for a quick getaway.

It's where I'm from.

And the GPS on your rental car

tracked you to your great aunt's house in Brigus.

And you said that you hadn't seen her since you were a kid.

Okay.

So I visited my aunt.

And why was that?

To ask for an advance on my inheritance.

Hmm.

And she said no.

Or you got sick and tired of waiting for the money?

No.

Did you hire somebody to search for the cash at night?

No.

I just got another loan to hold me over until she died.

She was in her 80s.

She was going to leave me millions.

Millions?

You didn't mention that before.

Well, I didn't want to give you extra reasons to suspect me.

Well, there's no mention of anything

except for the house in the will.

And even with all of the cash that we found-

What are you talking about?

My mother told me that Edna inherited shares

in the Newfoundland National Bank.

That's not listed?

There's no mention of any bank shares.

Then where are they?

Well, I'm sure that the bank

would have record of her ownership.

No no no, these are-

these are bearer certificates.

They're not registered to anyone.

Whoever holds the paper owns the shares.

If they were stolen then-

then the wealth passes to them!

What?

What is this?

This can't be happening.

Missing bank shares?

But if the killer tries to sell them now

they'll reveal themselves as the murderer.

They must have had a plan in place.

Guys.

Check this out.

What did you find?

Look who I got on camera.

That's Wilson.

He must be heading back to the law office.

Wait for it.

There.

Rex is tracking him.

So Rex wasn't just barking.

He was alerting to something he detected and we didn't listen.

Do you think that Rex suspects Wilson?

Jesse, call the law office.

See if they replaced their flooring recently.

Okay, want me to get Charlie?

No, there's no time.

He's still with Nathan.

I'll go.

Okay.

Hi, Detective Mills, SJPD.

Hey.

Hey.

How was the ride in?

Are they here yet?

No, they're not.

Okay, good.

I need to get changed.

No no, we'll just do it in my office.

You sure?

Because I can move them out, you know.

Rex!

Alright.

The Johnson files- did we get those?

Yeah, courier just dropped them in.

Okay, great.

Hey.

Listen.

We will follow up, okay?

But not just yet.

Hey, Sarah.

Hey, Charlie.

I found him.

That's great.

Okay.

Rex, come on.

Let's go, come on!

He smelled something on Wilson, huh?

Yeah, I'm sorry I didn't listen to you.

Foot.

Yeah, buddy.

Yup, I trust you.

We just need to find a way to catch him now.

The law office confirmed they redid the vinyl floors

in the storage area a week ago.

That's why all their boxes were stacked in the boardroom.

So that scent permeated into Wilson's boots.

And then he tracked it over to Edna's house.

We wouldn't even have suspected him if it wasn't for Rex.

The chief should put that in her analysis.

So Wilson must have found out about the stock certificates

after he inherited it in his file.

It would be in the original will.

But then he removed any mention of it

in the copy that he brought to us.

Guys.

We have a problem.

It's not Wilson.

What?

Okay, so Wilson was in a week-long

deposition in Clarenville-

and was out of office

until the day before they found Edna's body.

Now, they were laying down the new floors while he was gone.

So yes.

He does have the flooring adhesive

on his shoes because they hadn't finished laying down the floor.

But he is not the one who tracked it into Edna's.

So, who was?

It's Beverley.

The executive assistant.

She's the one who found the will.

She's the one who was dealing with Edna.

She would have known about her hoarding.

So Rex was right about the smell.

But he was wrong

about which pair of shoes.

But how does she expect to sell the certificates?

Now we've only put out the alerts.

Well maybe she's planning on cutting somebody in.

You mean Nathan?

It's not a bad idea.

I'm not sure I understand what you're saying.

I have something that will be of benefit to both of us.

But having someone with the Fanning name

would make things a lot easier.

You have the missing stock certificates.

And there's plenty more where that came from.

I'll just call the police.

Nathan.

They'll get them back for me.

Don't be greedy, Nathan.

She was never going to leave them to you anyway.

Edna told me she was going to write a whole new will.

And she was going to cut you off

after you came begging.

She wouldn't do that.

I'm family.

She did do it.

I don't know where the will is.

She never trusted me to give it to me.

It's in that house somewhere.

A new will?

Mmm.

And just pray that the police never find it in all that junk.

I wish I'd never agreed to do this.

Do what?

Meet with me?

No.

Wear this wire.

I never meant to hurt her.

She came out of nowhere!

Yelling and running for the door.

And then you killed her.

It was self defense!

I panicked!

I grabbed the first thing I saw.

A knife.

Which you then hid in a neighbour's shed

trying to pin it on her.

I didn't want to get caught!

I-

I spent my whole life

working for people who pissed away their money.

Vacations.

Second homes.

Third homes!

I got paid a steady salary but-

I've never known luxury.

Or wealth.

I just wanted a taste of it!

You don't understand.

You know what I do understand?

Is that you tried to frame

the only person

who really cared for Edna.

There's my hero!

Oh, we caught Edna's killer!

All because of you!

Hey, Olivia.

Listen, I've been thinking about

what Edna said to you about the journal.

How The secret to living well could be found inside.

I've told you everything I know.

But the dried rose-

with the cash-

That doesn't mean anything to you?

Edna did say something else about her roses that day.

Olivia.

Before you go-

promise me-

you'll take my roses after I'm gone.

You swear to me you'll dig them up and you take them.

Olivia, did she leave something

buried under her rose bushes?

He's found something.

Great job.

Yup, it's the will.

Written about a couple of weeks ago.

Lists you as the only beneficiary.

But-

why did she hide it?

She stopped trusting the law firm.

Just like she stopped trusting everyone else.

Except for you.

I can't accept this.

If you want her to rest in peace

maybe-

you should respect her wishes.

Rex.

Catch.

Aw, new toy.

Cute.

From Olivia.

Yeah, courtesy of her inheritance.

Yeah, even though she is donating

a big portion of it to charity.

Playing on the job, are we Rex?

It was a gift from Olivia Bragg.

I'm not sure we should be

accepting gifts from people we investigate.

Just kidding.

Relax.

Very impressed with how Rex solved the case.

He's our greatest asset.

I'll admit I was concerned

when Constable O'Neill shared the complaint.

Yes.

It was my daughter.

But that does not mean I cannot be objective.

With due respect-

I think Taylor's fear of dogs

caused her to misread the situation.

Perhaps.

Or perhaps your love of dogs-

of this dog in particular-

caused you to misread it.

Either way-

this is a great team.

Some officers yell.

Some officers bark.

It might not be intentionally rude.

But we need to be mindful.

People may not like being barked at.

Oh!

Have a good night, everyone.

Good night.

Okay.

It's going to be fine.

Yeah.

Of course it will.