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CAROLINE: Would you rather be British or French?

ALL: British.

I couldn't end my time as governor of Saint-Marie

without putting this all-important question

to the population of Spinner's Rock.

"British and proud of it,"

said a hawksbill.

"God save the Queen,"

sang a parrotfish.

"You can't trust the French as far as you can throw them."

That was a sea snake.

Our friend from Saint-Robert, General Council

President Tromeur,

insists Spinner's Rock is French.

But I am very clear.

It became British 200 years ago

and nothing has changed since then.

Saint-Marie, you have given me four unforgettable years.

My posting may be ending, but my successor,

and indeed Britain,

will continue to look after your best interests.

And I promise, I will carry

the beauty of your island

and your people

in my heart forever.

Thank you.

Message received?

He was listening to every word.

Well, let's hope he reaches the right conclusion.

Sea snake was inspired, by the way, Ellery.

Thank you.

Perfectly judged to the last, Governor.

Thank you, Selwyn.

Gosh, I could do with a drink.

Oh, allow me.

"Sea snake"?

For some reason, I thought you were

better than that.

I'm delighted to disappoint you

one last time, Francois.

You British complain about having lost

your identity in the world.

Well, I disagree.

You're just as hypocritical as you ever were.

On the contrary, I have been

entirely straight with you.

Withdraw France's claim to Spinner's Rock

before I get on that plane

or we both know what will happen.

Ah!

I'll, er,

go and check on the canapes.

Thank you.

Ms Preville, I do apologise.

It's fine. It's fine.

Er, a little something to remember me by, Governor.

Oh...

It's, er, Saint-Marie pavement.

I'm kidding. It's a piece of

Spinner's Rock.

Thank you, Andy, that is very thoughtful.

You'll be missed, you know that?

My drink.

Excuse me. Lucy?

You'd better not be going back to the office.

Well, take the night off, Lucy, for God's sake.

I've got to finish that detail.

Well, at least stay for the food.

Show Caroline a bit of respect.

To you, Governor.

God, I need this.

-Of course.

Ladies... Ladies and gentlemen,

I would like to add a few brief words of my own

to the evening's tribute.

Governor Bamber,

you leave this island a wealthier,

more confident and safer place.

-And for that, I... -Ah!

Oh!

Ah! Someone get a doctor, now!

-ANDY: Governor's residence,

we need an ambulance, now.

Ellery, what's happening?

No.

No.

No!

HUMPHREY: Question 98.

"What is your ideal body type for your perfect partner?"

"I don't mind."

No, Chief, that makes you

sound desperate.

Okay.

"I have an open mind."

Right, question 99,

"How would you characterise the end

"of most of your romantic relationships?"

"Painful divorce." Last question...

Don't you think you might be

answering those questions a little bit too honestly?

Well, yes, but I'm hardly going to find

my perfect partner by lying, am I?

Er, right, question 100,

"How organised are you?"

Highly organised, wouldn't you say, Dwayne?

Yes, Chief.

HUMPHREY: Right, I think that's ready to send.

-COMMISSIONER:

Chief Inspector?

Oh, Commissioner.

Good evening.

We have a bit of a problem.

Evening, J.P., Florence.

Sir.

So, Dwayne was round at yours this evening, then, sir?

Er, yes, we were, er... Well, actually, he was, erm...

What were you doing

-Painting. Shelf. -Shelf. Putting up a shelf.

Sir?

Ah, Inspector.

Everything under control?

No one has touched the body except for the paramedics

and the doctor, who's on his way.

Thank you, sir. Most helpful.

J.P., Dwayne, go and get names, addresses,

statements and photos, please.

-Chief. -Yes, Chief.

Bitter almond.

That and the redness in the skin.

Cyanide?

In her glass, it would seem. We should take a sample.

And, er, none of the other guests are ill?

-COMMISSIONER: No, not that I'm aware.

-HUMPHREY: Good.

I don't suppose you know what Governor

Bamber was drinking?

Two glasses of champagne,

from this bottle. I served her.

Right.

And they were her only drinks?

Yes.

COMMISSIONER: When she arrived,

she went straight into her speech.

I served her after she'd finished speaking.

And where did her glass come from?

From that table.

-Nope.

I chose it myself.

HUMPHREY: And the bottle?

I saw it being opened. No one else drank from it.

Do you mind if I take the bottle,

please, sir?

Can't smell anything, let's get it to the lab.

Erm... Sir, er, I wonder

if you could possibly

go and check that none of the other guests

are feeling unwell?

-Of course. -Thank you.

Phew! Awkward.

Okay, six, six, seven, seven, 42.

About 100 glasses here and as far as I can tell,

there's no cyanide in any of them.

I'll have to get them all tested,

just in case.

Anything in the Governor's handbag?

A phone.

Thank you.

Plenty of texts and emails.

Mints, tissues, a sealed envelope, lipstick

and a piece of rock with an engraving.

Erm, "For Caroline, a British jewel

in the Caribbean. Andy."

-Sure.

There's no address on it.

"Dear Caroline, please be careful.

"They want to kill you before you go

"because of June 10th.

"A friend."

Someone definitely wanted her dead.

And someone else knew about it.

So,

the Commissioner chose the Governor's glass

at random from this table.

None of the other glasses, the champagne itself,

contained cyanide,

and as far as we're aware, no one else is sick.

So, did the Commissioner happen to pick

the one poisoned glass

intended for the Governor?

Out of 100 or so?

-That would be quite a coincidence.

-Right. Which means

the only possible way of getting poison

into the victim's glass would be...

By adding it to the glass after the Commissioner

picked it up

off the table.

Which he's not going to like.

Merci.

No one else is ill

and none of the other glasses or the bottle

appear to contain cyanide.

So let's try and establish

who could've added the cyanide to the glass

once you'd given it to the Governor.

So who do you remember standing nearby?

No one.

What about during your speech?

There was never anyone within two metres

of either of us.

-I'm sure of it. -I see.

Er, well, then perhaps the cyanide

was added before you gave the glass

to the Governor. Er, so let's rewind.

As you were taking the glass from the table,

who do you remember seeing nearby?

COMMISSIONER: The person near to me

was Francois Tromeur,

the president of the General Council

of Saint-Robert.

Thank you.

Arrogant. Untrustworthy.

-A Parisian. -Right.

Well, that's useful, sir. Thank you.

So where was the President standing?

-There. -Fine.

And so where did you go with the glass after that?

I brought it over to the Governor.

On the way, there was a slight collision

with Lucy Preville.

-Er, Lucy, er... -Preville.

The First Secretary.

She's bright, very hardworking.

Rather buttoned-up.

Could you do the honours, please, Florence?

Thank you, sir. And then?

I rejoined the Governor,

who was standing with Andy Hammond,

the Deputy Governor.

Right

Mr Hammond knows a lot about the Caribbean.

He's one of the proudest Brits I've ever met.

After a few seconds, he headed over

to Lucy Preville over there.

Over there.

Excuse me. Lucy?

She looked like she was leaving the party.

Right. So,

which of these three

could've dropped the cyanide into the Governor's glass

in-between you picking it up from the table here

and her swallowing the champagne there?

None of them. I would have noticed.

Yes, but might you have been distracted,

sir, albeit very briefly?

Absolutely not.

I was in control of Governor Bamber's glass

the whole time.

Okay, well, that's enough for now.

Let's speak to the witnesses in the morning.

And also Caroline's secretary, Ellery Wallace?

Let's see if he can shed light

on who wrote the unopened warning letter

found in her handbag.

And why the 10th of June might be a reason

for someone to kill the Governor.

Quite right, J.P..

Now, if you and Dwayne carry on

with the necessary background checks,

also get the prints off the letter

and see if the lab can tell us

anything else about it.

BOTH: Yes, Chief.

Ah!

Er, before you go,

could I possibly have a quick word?

Yeah, well, first of all, erm, er,

could I just say once again...

What is it, Inspector? Yes, erm...

To avoid you compromising

our investigation,

I'm afraid you will need to remain

entirely excluded from it

until the case is concluded. -I see.

-Yeah.

Thank you for telling me.

Commissioner.

Well, he seems to have taken that

on the chin, hasn't he?

Have a good evening, sir.

Ah, Florence, good morning. I'm literally one

set of keys away

from being ready. Once I find my wallet,

of course,

and my jacket.

So which shelf did Dwayne put up?

Shelf?

Oh, right, yes, er, shelf, erm...

Well, er, let me see,

it was, er, it was...

Erm, that one.

What were you two really up to last night?

Well, actually, he was helping me

fill in a profile.

Yes, I've decided to, er, dive into

the shark-infested waters

of the dating world.

Good for you.

And Dwayne is going to be

your guide, is he?

Yes, absolutely, Florence.

Well, if he can't get me a woman,

no one can.

Ah, success. Let's go.

ANDY: Poison?

I thought it was a heart attack.

Was anyone behaving suspiciously

around Caroline's champagne glass?

-No. -No.

What about you, Mr Wallace?

What did you see?

I was in the kitchen when the Commissioner served her.

-LUCY: Ah! Someone

get a doctor, now!

ELLERY: I heard Lucy scream, so I came running.

CAROLINE: Ellery, what's happening?

What was Caroline like to work with

or opposite?

Well, she was a great diplomat and an inspiring manager.

Not many of those in the Foreign Office.

-LUCY: No, but...

then, she was clever and competent.

In my experience, that tends to

frighten men off.

President Tromeur?

Caroline was a beautiful lady on the outside

and the inside.

My wife insisted I switch.

They do a Cigane flavour. It's okay.

So who was Caroline closest to in the office?

I'd like to think it was me. LUCY: It was Ellery.

She trusted him with her life.

How long had you been Governor Bamber's

private secretary?

Almost two years.

She liked that I was able to provide

a local perspective on things.

What was Caroline doing yesterday?

She was clearing out her office, with Ellery.

ELLERY: There was a lot to do before she left.

Caroline was carrying this in her handbag.

It was unopened and unaddressed.

Do you know where she got it from?

Have any of you seen it before?

"Dear Caroline, please be careful.

"They want to kill you before you go

because of June 10th.

"A friend."

Any of you have any idea who could have written this?

What about the reference to the 10th of June?

That's the date of the battle at Spinner's Rock.

Of course it is.

Yes, of course, erm, Spinner's Rock.

Er, remind me.

It's an uninhabited rock between Saint-Marie

and Saint-Robert.

On June 10th, 1813, Captain Spinner

won it for Britain.

And now, out of the blue, the French are

claiming it as theirs.

The correct title is la Roche de la Republique.

The rock is rightfully French.

No, it isn't.

Why would Spinner's Rock be a reason to kill

Governor Bamber?

I have no idea.

Whole thing's handbags at 12 paces, honestly.

Caroline was blackmailing President Tromeur

over Spinner's Rock.

What?

She had given him an ultimatum.

Withdraw France's claim to Spinner's Rock

before I get on that plane

or we both know what will happen.

I thought she seemed a bit nervous.

Caroline was threatening to block imports

from Saint-Robert onto Saint-Marie.

Reason for you to be pretty worried,

I'd imagine.

Our fishermen would have lost a few dollars.

Painful, yes. But a reason for me

to murder someone?

Please excuse me, I have some VIPs

waiting outside.

My family.

Saint-Marie there.

Saint-Robert there.

So where's this, er... Where's this Spinner's Rock?

There.

That

Entente cordiale out the window

for a dot in the middle of nowhere?

Doesn't make any sense.

Caroline had a serious clear-out.

Some of these documents go right back

to the start of her posting.

Did you find out anything about Spinner's Rock?

-Not yet. -Look.

Report from a planning commission,

minutes into the planning council,

plans for a Club Caribbean holiday camp,

invoice for a private security firm.

"Lockdown Private Security hired

"for the ongoing security of Spinner's Rock."

For how much?

Well, she could've had the Coast Guard

or us for free to patrol that rock.

So why shell out for a private security firm?

So the post-mortem confirms that Caroline Bamber

died from ingesting hydrogen cyanide.

Concentrated hydrogen cyanide, strong enough to

kill in a minute,

was found in champagne samples taken from Caroline's glass,

which would explain why she died

almost immediately.

The lab confirmed there was no trace of cyanide

in any other glass, or in the champagne bottle.

And the only food and drink Caroline consumed

in the half hour before she died

was the champagne.

J.P.: Just as you thought, sir.

Someone poisoned her champagne glass.

Quite right, J.P., but the question is

how on earth did they do it

without our esteemed Commissioner spotting it?

-DWAYNE: Yeah.

The lab said the paper and the envelope

are low quality,

it can be found in any newsagent.

And they can't tell us anything for certain

about the computer or the printer that was used.

J.P.: No fingerprints on the letter itself

and only one set on the envelope,

the Governor's.

So it was handed to Caroline by someone wearing gloves?

Or someone in gloves left it in her handbag,

a place they knew she'd find it. So,

who killed Caroline Bamber and why?

And how did they get cyanide into her glass?

Well, to help us, I have procured,

at no expense at all,

a highly technical piece of cutting-edge kit,

my chess set.

Thank you. -Er, oh...

So...

Caroline Bamber, Governor for

the past four years.

Single, respected by her colleagues,

a reputation for integrity

and defending the best interests

of Saint-Marie.

The Commissioner, bearer of the fateful

champagne glass.

Who, whilst travelling with said glass,

bumped into

Lucy Preville, the First Secretary.

Her first posting. Domestic staff

confirm she's a workaholic.

Apparently, she was even more uptight

when she arrived in Saint-Marie.

Ah. Then there is, er, President Tromeur,

president of the General Council

of Saint-Robert.

Francois Tromeur has promised

the people of Saint-Robert

he'll give them la Roche de la Republique.

FLORENCE: Caroline was threatening

to cut trade with Saint-Robert,

if he did not withdraw French claims.

Damaging, yes. A murder motive, not sure.

Next to Caroline, we have the Deputy Governor,

Andy Hammond.

His fourth posting in the Caribbean.

Well, the view from the kitchen

is that Andy Hammond

was the real expert on the region.

He was also extremely loyal to Caroline.

And finally, there's Caroline's

private secretary,

Ellery Wallace.

Divorced, one child, one minor offence

dating back three years,

reckless driving.

-I'll find out.

Er, Florence, er, what are you doing?

The Commissioner had the best chance

to poison Caroline's glass.

I don't think he did. but logically,

he needs to be up there.

She has a point, you know, Chief.

Here's how Spinner's Rock crisis started.

Six months ago, a French tricolour

suddenly appeared on Spinner's Rock.

Now, Governor Bamber sent Andy Hammond

to remove it.

Soon afterwards, President Tromeur

announced the rock was French.

HUMPHREY: Have they got assault rifles?

Maybe she thought the French were going to invade.

Or maybe there's something on that rock

she really didn't want found.

Either way, handbags at 12

paces this is not.

Dwayne, J.P., I want you to visit

this Spinner's Rock.

Forget history. Something is going

on there right now.

-Yes, Chief. -Thank you.

A text exchange on Caroline's phone

from a month ago.

Hmm.

Caroline to Lucy Preville,

"The French are reading our minds

on SR. How?

"Has someone been spiking your drinks?"

Lucy to Caroline, "How dare you?"

-SR must be Spinner's Rock. -Yes.

"The French are reading our minds. How?"

Caroline must be accusing Lucy of being indiscreet.

And look. Caroline then texts Lucy,

"Time for you to make a decision."

Decision? Interesting.

I think maybe we should go and see

what it was.

GUARD: Switch off your motor.

This is a prohibited zone.

Look, I wasn't expecting a red carpet or

a marching band

or anything like that, you know.

But they weren't exactly pleased to see us, were they?

-I think the Inspector was right.

-Hmm.

And they are worried about us finding something.

You better believe it.

And I reckon we'll find out exactly what it

is from up there.

Or we could start from here

and work our way up slowly if we don't find it.

Start from up there, I reckon.

J.P...

Ah! J.P.!

Why did Caroline think someone had been indiscreet

about Spinner's Rock?

President Tromeur was winning the PR war.

Caroline was convinced someone had

got hold of one of the various

strategy papers she'd drawn up.

So why was she blaming you?

She blamed all of us at some point.

Who did she think had been spiking your drinks?

I have no idea.

You smoke Cigane?

Yes.

You know, it's funny.

President Tromeur smokes this brand, doesn't he?

Does he?

Well, Ms Preville, what's going on?

Look, this has absolutely nothing to do

with your investigation.

If I'm honest, I think we should

probably decide that.

I lost my mother a year ago,

to illness. Francois was...

understanding. He'd lost his mother

about the same age.

He was generous

and vulnerable.

Oh, it took me by surprise, that side of him.

I began to see the whole arrogance thing was,

well, is sort of a shield.

And that's how it began.

Are you in love with him?

I don't have to answer that.

Who knew about your relationship?

Only Caroline.

It wasn't anyone else's business.

I briefed her about a year ago.

And she was okay with it?

It's not against Foreign Office rules

to have a French boyfriend.

HUMPHREY: But then Spinner's Rock happened.

Suddenly, Caroline saw your boyfriend

as the enemy.

Was that the decision she told you to make?

Francois or the Foreign Office?

If my boss had forced me to make that decision...

Nothing happened.

I told her I never discuss work

with Francois.

I said we tended to have other things on our mind.

-LUCY: Of course.

Look, I have a great instinct in these things

and that instinct is telling me that

at the end of the day,

it's nothing but a rock!

But the Inspector's sure something is going on here.

Well, I'm going to have a little sit-down.

You probably want one, too, huh?

Hmm, or maybe it's not about what is on this rock

but where it is.

Maybe this rock is some sort of symbol.

That's all very fascinating but you might want

to look over there.

What is that?

Caroline knew about your affair.

She never mentioned it.

I think she was threatening to tell your wife about it.

That was the real ultimatum she gave you

over Spinner's Rock.

That would have been no threat at all.

I guess that Sandrine is used to you straying,

affairs being part and parcel of a French marriage.

She probably wouldn't have

batted an eyelid.

Remind me, Sergeant Cassell,

do the French say une affaire or une liaison?

Une liaison.

Thanks.

I was with Lucy because I was scared.

Scared of what?

Getting old.

And the moment Caroline threatened to

tell Sandrine, I...

suddenly felt this terror.

At the thought of losing Sandrine,

of not having her in my life.

I finally understood what I had been risking.

For what?

Which is why you had to silence Caroline.

No, she was bluffing.

She would never have told Sandrine.

Caroline brought me to my senses.

I decided to end it with Lucy.

I was going to do it at the party,

but then...

Please, don't tell my wife about Lucy.

HUMPHREY: He's been selfish. She's been deluded.

They make quite the pair.

Was Francois Tromeur really going to

risk losing his wife

by calling Caroline's bluff? And even if he did,

we've still got the problem

of who wrote Caroline the letter

warning her her life was in danger,

and why

Well, Chief, either this

Spinner's Rock thing

really is all about history,

or it's got something to do with these.

HUMPHREY: Drill holes?

Into what looks like some kind of volcanic rock.

-Er...

This rock is the same as that rock.

-Erm, Dwayne, go get these to the lab.

-Yes, Chief. -And then that'll

be all for today,

it's getting late.

I've got a 94% match.

You're joking.

A girl has answered 94% of the questions

exactly the same as me.

It's a miracle.

I think this might be destiny.

-She's gorgeous. -HUMPHREY: Yes.

CATHERINE: So what's her name?

Er, well, she left that blank,

unfortunately.

Yeah, and further added to her mystique

by putting "Somewhere in the Caribbean"

for her location.

So when are you going to send your message?

Well, I was rather hoping that, er,

Dwayne would tell me that. Don't worry, Chief,

I know exactly what you should say.

-Yes, erm, hit me with it.

Right. So based on my deep knowledge of women,

you know, how they work and, er,

what makes them tick and, you know,

so on, and what with you answering all

the questions the same

and everything like that, this is what you should write.

"Let's meet."

-Mmm-hmm.

Isn't that a bit rude?

DWAYNE: Rude? Chief,

the fish is already on the hook.

All you have to do is reel it in.

Right.

Good evening.

You sure you don't want a lift, sir?

I'm fine, Florence, honestly. I...

I just fancy walking home tonight.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

Goodnight.

-Morning. -Er, morning, Chief.

So did you send your reply? Er, yes, Dwayne. In the end,

I decided to go with my own version,

I hope you don't mind.

Not at all. I went around the houses a bit

on a couple of things.

I finally sent it off about 4:00 a.m.

-Yes.

Can we hear it, sir?

Okay.

"Dear Miss. "I was delighted

to be notified of our match.

"Here's hoping we can meet face-to-face soon.

"Best, Humphrey."

I spent a long time debating whether to put a kiss.

Ended up leaving it.

It's great, sir.

She'll definitely reply to that.

Good.

4:00 a.m. for that?

So President Tromeur,

Andy Hammond and Lucy Preville were the

only people anywhere near

Caroline Bamber's champagne glass

when we think the cyanide was added.

Apart from, of course, the Commissioner, Florence.

Now, we've learned

that Francois and Lucy were having an affair

and Caroline was using this to blackmail Francois.

She may also have been

pressing Lucy Preville

to end the relationship on security grounds.

However, neither motive can explain

how the cyanide jumped

from either of them into Caroline's glass

without the Commissioner noticing.

Sir, I looked into Ellery's reckless driving.

He collided head-on with a car being driven by

one of the directors

of a construction firm.

-J.P.: No, luckily.

But listen to this. A week earlier,

Ellery was found trespassing in the Club Caribbean

holiday camp.

-Club Caribbean. -Which was being built

by the same director's company,

Parrington Construction, at the time.

I think a friend of my brother's worked

on the Club Caribbean

building project.

-I could speak to him. -Hmm.

Ah, the lab.

Well, the rock sample

you sent them

is something called ultramafic.

They are 98% confident it contains

emerald reserves.

Wow, emeralds.

That useless rock is actually one big gemstone?

So, Spinner's Rock isn't about history,

it's about a lot of money,

which begins to explain why Caroline Bamber

might've been killed over it.

Dwayne, J.P., get a warrant to search the whole

of Government House.

We need to find out exactly what our suspects knew

about the true value of Spinner's Rock.

Yes, Chief.

And I think I know just who to start with.

HUMPHREY: Can we have a word,

Mr Hammond,

in private?

Of course. Erm, thank you.

The emeralds on Spinner's Rock.

Slip your mind, did they?

I've got no idea what you're talking about.

So you don't know the rock is made

up of gemstone?

"They want to kill you before you go

because of June 10th."

We asked you if you knew what that meant,

you said you had no idea, you lied.

So what else have you lied about,

Mr Hammond?

All right. What I'm about to tell you

and show you

absolutely cannot be shared outside your investigation.

You have our word.

Just over six months ago, a British geologist

on a sailing holiday

happened to moor off Spinner's Rock.

He spotted that the rock might be emerald-bearing.

Fortunately, he was kind enough

to tell Caroline about it,

so she commissioned some discreet drilling.

How much of this is there?

We don't know exactly, but we're estimating

tens of millions of pounds' worth.

Soon afterwards, our geologists spotted

drill holes that weren't theirs.

Then one day,

the tricolour flag appeared on the rock.

Someone told the French about the emeralds.

Yeah, and now those canny frogs

are rewriting history

to try to claim Spinner's Rock for themselves.

Ah, no offence.

So who did tell the French about the emeralds?

We don't know.

Who knew about them?

Well, er,

apart from the geologists, Caroline, myself

and Lucy Preville.

Ellery Wallace?

Caroline shared everything with him.

But...

I did wonder whether the leak wasn't Caroline herself.

Well, she was superb at the big picture

but sometimes she could be

a little careless.

Known to leave the odd memo

It would only have taken one dishonest cleaner.

It's my brother's friend.

We're in Ellery Wallace's office,

there's something you should see.

Thank you.

What is it?

It was hidden in the back of the drawer.

HUMPHREY: Lockdown Private Security hired

for the ongoing security of Spinner's Rock.

From yesterday, in Caroline's office.

Not just hers.

This thing allows you to listen in

on any room in Government House.

HUMPHREY: Ah, Florence.

So, my brother's friend had heard of Ellery Wallace.

It turns out the Club Caribbean

building site

went straight through Ellery's village.

Three years ago, soon after construction began,

a young girl crossing the road in the village

was killed by a Parrington

Construction truck. It was Ellery's daughter.

She was seven years old.

Apparently, Ellery's village had begged

the construction company

to use a different route for its trucks.

But they had insisted there was no alternative.

Gosh, that's awful.

So now we know why Ellery crashed

into that director's car.

He wanted revenge.

FLORENCE: And there's something else.

The person who awarded the building contract

to the construction company in the first place?

Caroline Bamber.

What?

Which begs the question, did Ellery Wallace know this?

Well, I think he's got a lot of explaining to do.

My old village had warned

Parrington Construction

that driving trucks past the school

was dangerous.

Telephone calls, letters, petitions.

Amber had her whole life ahead of her.

Was that the real reason you got a job

at Government House?

Yes.

Because you blame Caroline for her death?

She was the one that gave the construction

company the contract.

Yes, but she wasn't the one insisting

on driving trucks down that road, was she?

I went to Government House 'cause I couldn't

bear the idea

of one more child being killed on that road.

How were you going to stop that happening?

I had heard Governor Bamber being interviewed.

She seemed like an understanding person.

I felt sure that if I could just

tell her about Amber,

she would do something.

So I got a job as a security guard

in Government House.

And then, once I felt like Caroline knew who I was,

I told her Amber's story.

She was horrified

and furious that no one had told her about it before.

And did she act?

I need to show you something.

This is where Amber was killed.

Listen.

No traffic.

Caroline built a new road.

It opened about eight months after I told her about Amber.

It bypasses the village, so now,

all the tourist coaches and service trucks

from Club Caribbean use that.

Caroline was a true friend.

When did Caroline promote you to her private secretary?

A few months later.

It was because of all this that she got to know me.

So Caroline helped protect your village,

she gave you a career hike.

So how come you ended up bugging her office

and the rest of Government House?

Because she asked me to.

What?

Caroline was convinced

that someone on her staff was leaking information

to the French.

About the emeralds?

Andy Hammond told us.

Yes, about the emeralds.

She asked me to fit microphones

to all the key rooms and listen in.

What did you discover from your, er, listening in?

Nothing.

I still have no idea who the leak was.

Can you prove that Caroline ordered you to do this?

No, but don't you think if I was spying on her,

I would have removed all the kit

from my office by now?

Wow, wha... Sir?

You have to listen to this.

It's from Caroline's office just before the party.

Ellery's just tying up loose ends

with Caroline.

ELLERY: One last thing before you go

to the party tonight, Governor.

That donation you wanted to give

to the orphanage chairman,

it's there on the desk for you to check.

CAROLINE: Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine.

Okay, now, listen to this.

CAROLINE: Yes, Lucy.

I need a word,

in private.

I'll be back in a minute to take you two

for your speech.

CAROLINE: What is it?

Don't send that report.

I told you, if you end it with Francois

before I get on the plane, I'll drop it.

You know I can't do that.

It's your choice. Then you leave me no choice.

Caroline wasn't the only one giving out an ultimatum.

So how was Lucy about to punish her?

So, have you heard back from the girl off

the dating site?

No, Miss 94% is resisting me so far.

It's early days.

Yes, but I am starting to wonder

if adding a kiss at the end might've been the way to go.

No. Look.

He was here last night.

What is he up to?

Let's follow him.

I'll get Dwayne and J.P. to join us.

He's not walking naturally.

No, he's nervous.

-Wasn't that... -Yes.

Need a hand with that bag, Mr Hammond?

J.P.: He's gone, sir.

You appear to be following me,

Inspector.

I'd like to see inside that bag.

Sorry.

I trust you know enough diplomatic etiquette

not to insist.

Article 29 of the Vienna Convention

on Diplomatic Relations.

Do you really want chapter and verse?

-Had to.

Can't stop and search a serving head

of government, J.P.

Caroline didn't leave out any memos

and there was no dishonest cleaner.

Spying for the French. Now, what on earth

made you do that?

Mr Hammond?

A few months ago, I interviewed

for Caroline's replacement.

Everybody on that panel knew I deserved the job.

Yet still they snubbed you.

Gave it to some Oxbridge tosser

who'd spent his career in Brussels.

Because I'm not up to it? No.

Because I went to a red-brick university

and because I speak my mind.

So you came up against a glass ceiling

and when you bumped your head

you wanted compensation.

Well, I knew how much the information

about the Spinner's Rock

emeralds was worth.

So you approached Francois,

who probably couldn't believe his luck.

How often have you been

giving him information?

Every couple of weeks.

We'd arrange swaps for whenever Francois

visited Government House for talks.

I was due to give him the latest information

at Caroline's leaving party.

-In the gents. -But once she died,

it was probably safer to use the streets

than a crime scene,

and that's what you were doing last night.

We were due to swap yesterday but Francois didn't turn up.

I think he was spooked after you visited

him yesterday.

So,

you were betraying your bosses,

your colleagues, your country.

You lied to us at every stage.

Well, I think there's one more thing

you haven't quite told us.

That Caroline had worked out that you were the leak.

That she was going to speak to your security

department in London

on her return, so you killed her.

No! I could never do that.

Not to Caroline.

Not to anyone.

Please, it wasn't me.

So he committed espionage

but did he also kill Caroline? Or was it Lucy,

backed into a corner about her feelings

for Francois Tromeur?

Well, whether it's Andy or Lucy,

we still need to establish who wrote that letter.

Hmm, yes. We keep coming

back to this letter.

Someone clearly wanted to save

the Governor's life, but who?

-Ah, sir.

Commissioner.

Ah, what a surprise, sir.

Is there, er, anything we can help you with?

Ah, mmm, ah...

I hope you know, sir, that we would

never, ever question your integrity.

On the contrary,

my inclusion as a murder suspect

seems to indicate one or two serious

doubts on your part

over my version of events.

No, sir. No, not at all.

Detective Inspector,

I cannot vouch for what was done

to Governor Bamber's champagne glass

before or after my involvement,

but no one put poison in it

while it was within my sight.

Not even me.

Ah!

Gosh, you're right, sir.

You can't, can you?

Can't what?

COMMISSIONER: When she arrived,

she went straight into her speech.

I thought she seemed a bit nervous.

She wasn't nervous at all.

That doesn't answer the question of the letter.

FLORENCE: Someone definitely wanted her dead.

Sir, you have to listen to this.

Unless... But could be, could be!

Where's that guest list?

They weren't there.

You see? They weren't at the party.

That is very clever. That is very clever, indeed.

Dwayne!

We have to get this warning letter

over to the labs.

Immediately, Chief.

Caroline had a serious clear-out.

I wonder? I wonder.

Right.

This is it.

This is it!

The whole thing makes sense now.

Excellent.

HUMPHREY: Er...

Thank you all for joining me.

I'm a busy man, so if you could be

as brief as possible.

HUMPHREY: Not really my long suit,

being brief.

But then, seeing as I'm about to tell you

who killed Caroline Bamber...

You see, one of the things that puzzled me

most about this case

is just how was Caroline murdered?

We know that she died after drinking

a glass of champagne

laced with a fatal dose of cyanide.

But we also know that the bottle

that was used to pour out her glass

contained no poison.

In other words,

the cyanide must have been added

directly to her glass.

But how?

Well, thanks to the Commissioner here,

we were able to identify three people who

might have been able

to slip cyanide into the glass.

That is assuming we discount the Commissioner himself here.

-Which we do. -Indeed.

But in the end,

that is how the cyanide got into Caroline's glass.

It was added after the Commissioner

picked it up.

So who did poison Caroline's glass?

Well, before we answer that,

there is another question we need to consider.

Just who was it who sent the anonymous

letter to Caroline

warning her that her life was in danger?

It could only be someone 100% loyal to her.

Someone like you, Ellery.

It was you who sent the letter,

wasn't it?

You knew somebody was trying to kill Caroline?

He did. Ellery was often more aware

of what was going on in Government

House than anyone.

And Caroline's murder was no exception.

Which brings us to you three.

You all had motives to want Caroline dead.

Mr Hammond, you felt so snubbed at work

you were prepared to betray your own country.

HUMPHREY: While I think that Caroline

probably had her suspicions

about your betrayal,

you didn't kill her.

So was it President Tromeur?

We now know Caroline was blackmailing you.

But you didn't kill her, either.

So now we're all rather looking at you, Lucy.

After all,

you knew that if Caroline had made

your affair with Francois known,

your career at the Foreign Office

would be over.

That's why I tried to leave the party

that night.

I was going to write my resignation letter,

so I could be with Francois.

HUMPHREY: Don't worry.

I know you're also innocent.

But I would hold off writing that

resignation letter, though.

So this is all rather baffling,

isn't it?

The whole point of this case

is that right from the start, nothing has been

what it seems.

In particular,

the cyanide was the cyanide,

but it also wasn't.

Isn't that right, Ellery?

You killed Caroline Bamber.

I was in the kitchen the whole time.

Yes, I know. Clever, weren't you?

Getting a fatal dose of cyanide

into a glass you never went near,

I mean, that's some trick, isn't it?

But then as you well know,

that's not how she was killed.

So thank you for admitting you wrote this

letter just now.

Because we know that this letter

wasn't your attempt to save Caroline's life.

It is, in fact, the murder weapon.

FLORENCE: You wrote the letter.

You then put cyanide on the seal of the envelope.

But not too much.

You didn't want it to act too quickly.

HUMPHREY: And then, just before the party,

you used the trust that you had built up

with Caroline over the last two years...

And told her she had one last

task to perform.

In fact,

we even have a recording

of that exact moment.

ELLERY: One last thing before you go

to the party tonight, Governor.

That donation you wanted to give

to the orphanage chairman,

it's there on the desk for you to check.

And there we have it.

She didn't check the donation.

She did what any boss would do who trusted her

secretary implicitly.

FLORENCE: You knew the orphanage chairman

had cancelled earlier in the day

and that the envelope would therefore be found,

unopened, in Caroline's handbag.

It's there on the desk for you to check.

Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine.

HUMPHREY: She licked and sealed

the envelope, sight unseen.

Not knowing that at that very moment,

she was also sealing her fate.

And then,

well,

as with all cyanide poisonings,

the first thing she felt was a shortness of breath,

what Mr Hammond mistook for nervousness.

And then, as the cyanide began to move

through her bloodstream,

starving her heart and brain of oxygen,

you made sure you were nowhere near.

I'll, er, go and check on the canapes.

CAROLINE: Ah!

FLORENCE: Knowing that after she'd died,

no one would question you being the first

person on the scene.

HUMPHREY: Her trusted secretary.

But you had one last job to do,

and this part was truly inspired.

While everyone was looking at Caroline,

and after she was already dead,

only then did you put a lethal dose of

cyanide into her glass.

Knowing that we would presume it was this cyanide

that had poisoned her.

But that wasn't your only stroke of genius,

Ellery, was it?

Because it was also what you wrote in this letter.

You knew that when we opened it,

we would find apparent proof that Caroline's death

was connected to Spinner's Rock,

which it wasn't, I hasten to add.

But better than that, better than that,

you knew it would never occur to us

that we were holding the real murder weapon

here in our hands.

But why would Ellery, of all people,

want Caroline dead?

HUMPHREY: Exactly.

Caroline was Ellery's mentor, his guardian angel.

So something must have changed.

Something that meant she had to be killed now,

before she left the island.

Well, the day before Caroline's departure,

Ellery was helping her clear her office.

And when I looked among the old documents

that she had buried in the back of her cupboard,

I spotted this.

It was probably the Club Caribbean logo

that caught your eye, too, as it did mine.

This is a proposal

to build a new road for the Club Caribbean

holiday village.

It was written four years ago, 18 months before

your daughter died.

It was asking Caroline for her final approval.

This is what she wrote.

"With negligible fatalities likely

on the existing road,

"the cost of building a new road

"cannot be justified.

"Proposal rejected."

This is why your daughter died.

Because Caroline thought the odd casualty

too expensive to worry about.

This is what you learned

when you were helping her clear out her office that day.

Which is when you finally understood,

isn't it, Ellery?

Everything Caroline had told you

had been a lie.

Your promotion,

putting a new road to bypass your village, even,

it was all about her, her.

And her attempt to get rid of her guilt.

All because she knew she'd caused your

daughter's death.

HUMPHREY: In a way,

that road was the death of her,

too, wasn't it?

You know the last words she heard?

Negligible fatalities.

She knew exactly what I meant.

Well done, Inspector.

A team effort as always, sir.

Erm, I, er, wanted to say sorry for the, er, well,

awkwardness.

No awkwardness.

Just as long as you keep on catching your man.

She's replied.

Miss 94%, she's replied.

No way.

"The subscription for the individual

"you are trying to contact has lapsed."

What?

She's gone.

Oh, no. This can't be happening,

this can't be.

Please.

My perfect girl.

Ah, don't worry, Chief. It's not the end of the world.

You're right, Dwayne.

Well, I'm just going to have to

track her down.

-I don't follow. -Well, she lives

in the Caribbean.

If I look hard enough, visit enough islands,

I'm bound to find her eventually,

aren't I?

Eventually? Yes.

So,

are you going to help him track down this girl?

What? And go on a wild goose chase

around the Caribbean?

No, sir. Count me out.

I wish I'd never agreed to help him

in the first place.

I mean, what can you with a man

who falls in love with a percentage?

You know, I'm beginning to wonder

if Dwayne is the right wingman for me.

Really, Humphrey, why?

A slight clash of styles, perhaps.

CATHERINE: Hmm.

Maybe you're right.

So, Florence, do you think I should go on

a search for Miss 94%?

I suppose it would put off the day

when you had to actually speak

to a woman, sir.

Yes, I see. You think I'm hiding

behind a screen, so to speak.

Perhaps.

Right.

I've decided something.

-Yes.

I've decided I'm not going to scour the Caribbean

for some tenuous Internet fantasy.

-No. No more relying

on algorithms

to find the future Mrs Humphrey.

Er, the second.

I'm going to talk to some real, live women.

I'll be brave, confident and well, who knows,

maybe I'll somehow manage to bowl one of them over.

Crikey.

-Bottoms up! -Yes, aye!

J.P.: One of the models was found dead.

She appears to have been strangled.

Make a woman laugh and you're halfway there.

-Practise on Catherine. -Oh.

Try and make her smile.

HUMPHREY: ...time I played rugby

at school.

I did my best but all anyone could say was,

"Nice try."

Oh, it was kind of them.

These women have been traumatised.

They need handling gently.

J.P.: One of them could be our killer.

DWAYNE: You're right!

But what about the other two, eh?