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Drinks voucher for tonight.

There's a weekly party out front.

Welcome.

Three, two, one...

-That's not tequila.

-It's Caribbean tequila.

Oh, guess what? I did it.

I got it done this afternoon.

No way. You didn't.

Is that a moth?

It's a butterfly.

Represents freedom, new beginnings...

Stop staring at it. It is not a moth.

I'm only joking, it's amazing. Seriously, Perrie.

I mean, the fact that you're actually here at your...

At my age?

I might be twice as old as you,

but I bet I can still drink you under the table.

-No. -Yes.

-Uh... -Right.

Caller, hold the line!

This time next week we'll be back home.

Yeah.

Be nice to be back.

I come bearing shots and...

-Leo. -Leo. I knew that.

How you doing, Leo? I'm Griff.

-This is my girlfriend, Sian. -Hey.

-Hi. -PERRIE: Right!

Let's get this party started.

GRIFF: Ready? Three...

I just want to check that we're cool, yeah?

Eh

Yeah, I said I wouldn't.

Cool.

Better get her to bed.

She's lucky to have you.

GRIFF: Oh, the other way around, I reckon.

PERRIE: Don't dismiss it.

Take care of her. Look after her.

You're so lovely.

Oh...

PERRIE: I'm sorry.

I've had too much to drink.

It's fine. Honestly, don't worry.

I better head back.

You want someone to walk you back?

No, no, no. Don't be silly.

Goodnight.

-Goodnight. -BOTH: Goodnight.

Well, that was awkward.

Hey, you.

Let's get you to bed, eh?

No, I'm fine.

See you tomorrow, man. Have a good one.

-Come here. -Oops.

You hear that?

There's someone in there.

What's going on?

ASTOR: Stand back. What?

No. Sian!

GRIFF: Sian!

HUMPHREY: So, this is my suit for JP's wedding.

Which tailor did you use?

HUMPHREY: Dwayne recommended him.

What do you think?

Both of you. A touch bold.

My eldest brother,

he's about the same size so maybe I could ask

to borrow something from him.

-Yeah.

Dwayne, um...

Top of the morning to you. Really?

Well, we're on our way.

Florence.

Duty calls. You're driving.

Sorry.

DWAYNE: Chief.

We've got a young woman inside.

The paramedics pronounced her dead at the scene,

but they still haven't taken away the body.

Any idea what happened?

It looks like she killed herself.

-They discovered the body.

DWAYNE: The boyfriend. Couple of guests.

And that's the owner of the hostel, Astor.

OK, let's take Astor.

JP, keep the others here. I'll have a chat

with them later.

Yes, Chief.

I tried the door but it wouldn't open.

And then I came round back and smashed

the window through.

Do you know her?

ASTOR: Her name is Sian.

She'd been staying with us for about a week or so.

Poor girl.

She can't be more than what, 19?

Twenty?

Where were you when you heard the gunshot?

I was cleaning the dorm room.

What time was this?

It must have been about 8:00.

Yes, it was 8:00, 'cause I always start

cleaning the same time.

FLORENCE: When was the last time

you saw Sian alive?

Last night.

I was at the bar.

She was around at the party, I think.

Why?

Why would a young girl like that

want to kill herself, man?

Sorry. Who's saying she did?

Well, it's obvious, isn't it?

DWAYNE: You'd think so.

-HUMPHREY: Well, let's see.

She was found flush against the frosted glass door,

which means that nobody could've shot her

whilst inside the shower room and then exited via this door.

And nobody could've entered or left via this window.

Hence, why Astor here had to smash the shutters

in order to gain access.

-FLORENCE: But... -But,

if you're planning to kill yourself,

why bring a washbag?

Why unpack your toiletries

and then choose to shoot yourself?

Where is her towel?

If you were coming for a shower,

you'd use a towel, wouldn't you?

Yes, I hadn't really thought of that.

So you think this wasn't a suicide?

Uh, well, I'm not saying it wasn't

not suicide, if you follow? Or to put it another way,

Sian entered the shower room without a towel,

unpacked her washbag, and only then

decided to shoot herself at point-blank range.

And why here? In a communal shower.

Outside there's a secluded beach,

a quiet, dense jungle.

And where would someone with no knowledge of the island

find a gun?

DWAYNE: Astor?

Something you'd like to tell us?

I, uh...

Oh, this isn't going to sound good but, um...

That gun is mine.

-It's legal and registered.

But I don't know how she managed to get hold of it.

I'll have to check in my office first, but

that definitely looks like my gun.

Hmm.

Dwayne, I'll need you and JP

to photograph the scene, release the body

and dust for prints.

Florence, you're with me.

My name's Perrie.

Perrie Campbell.

Perrie. Right.

And how do you know Sian?

We met when she arrived a week or so ago.

We got chatting.

She was a really lovely girl.

So, you're on holiday?

No. I'm travelling.

I see. And when was the last time you saw Sian alive?

Last night. There was a party.

We had a few drinks.

And everything was fine.

And in between you arriving back at the hostel

and now, where have you been?

Well, I came straight to bed.

And then this morning,

I was practising my yoga on the beach at 8:00,

-and then I heard the gunshot.

And so I came to find out what had happened.

Can anyone confirm that?

PERRIE: I don't know.

There was a kayaking thing

and everyone else took the boat to the next island.

I'll take that as a no.

Uh, name?

I didn't.

My flight got in yesterday afternoon.

We met last night.

And where were you when the gunshot was heard?

Who were you with?

It was just me. As Perrie said, there was

a boat trip organised.

Um, given there was a boat trip,

it was just you guys and Sian left in the hostel?

Uh-huh. As far as I know.

Uh, Griff, I know this must be a very

difficult time for you.

Um...

How long have you and Sian been courting?

Uh, three years next month.

We met at work in the pub.

And I was behind the bar.

You've been together all summer travelling?

One of those round-the-world tickets.

She should start med school in September.

That's why we're here.

HUMPHREY: Hmm.

Summer of fun...

Before she... I'm sorry.

When was the last time you, uh,

saw Sian alive?

Er, this morning.

I was heading out for a run and she was

heading for a shower.

And what time is this?

Er, 7:45.

I remember setting my watch to head out.

HUMPHREY: And did anyone see you?

I bought a bottle of water from the hut in the cliffs.

Would anyone know

why Sian would have a reason to take her own life?

All right, that's all for now. Thank you.

FLORENCE: Are you sure you don't

want me to drive, sir?

HUMPHREY: No, Florence, it will

help me to concentrate.

So, Sian heads into the shower room.

She unpacks her toiletries.

And only then chooses to shoot herself at point-blank range.

She doesn't bring a towel which makes no sense...

Uh, I'm sorry.

Are you OK

Gosh, it's you.

It's you, isn't it?

It's me.

Milky hot chocolate.

-Sometimes a blueberry muffin. -Oh!

My goodness. Wow.

Florence, this is Martha.

-Hi. -Um, she used to work

back in the coffee shop back in ol' Blighty.

What are you doing here?

Oh, um, you know, travelling.

Finding myself.

Nearly getting mowed down.

-I'm so sorry. -Oh, no. It was me.

I wasn't looking.

-Yeah, um... -Oh.

How are you?

-How's, uh... -Oh.

-Dylan. -Yes.

We consciously uncoupled.

-Oh, I'm sorry. -Oh, don't be. I'm not.

Completely the right decision. Me too.

Yes, uh, all for the good.

So, um...

This is where they transferred you?

Yes.

Beats roundabouts and rain, I guess.

Yes.

You too.

Thanks. Trying to cut out wheat, actually.

Mmm-hmm.

-Oh. It's lovely.

-Yes.

It's awful what's happened.

We all found out when we got back

from the boat trip.

You're investigating, I presume?

Yes, yes. I am so, uh,

if you hear of anything at all,

then do let me know.

-And sorry about nearly mowing you down.

-Oh...

Not at all.

All right. Marv.

Sorry

Marvellous.

Marv.

It's just something I'm trying, uh...

Yes.

Right, um...

-It's been lovely to see you. -Oh, you too.

-Bye. -HUMPREY: Bye.

She seems nice.

Yes. Yes, she is. Yes.

Yeah, she's nice.

Wow, flowers. Gosh.

Uh, sorry, sir.

They were meant to deliver everything

straight to the church,

but they got the wrong address.

Rosey is on her way to pick them all up.

No, not a problem, JP.

Anything we can do to help. You only get married once.

You hope.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

We'll be in touch.

Um, that was Sian's mother.

She didn't believe Sian would take her own life.

She was headed to medical school.

Her life ahead of her.

Apparently Sian had suffered from anxiety and depression

during her exams,

but she had got through it with the help

of the boyfriend.

Her mother spoke very highly of him.

-COMPUTER: Yee-haw.

HUMPHREY: Sorry, um,

I've done something. Every time I get an e-mail...

COMPUTER: Yee-haw.

HUMPHREY: I can't turn it off.

I don't know what I've done. Settings...

Sorry. You were saying. -Background.

-Uh, yes.

Uh, the victim, Sian Evans, 19,

born and raised in Cardiff.

An A-grade student about to go to Edinburgh University.

Griff Morgan, 27, the boyfriend,

works at the local pub and DJ's there.

JP: Leo Richards, 21,

originally from Hastings

but is now studying history and politics at Warwick.

DWAYNE: Astor Henri, age 42, born locally.

Turns out the gun was registered and legal,

and the only fingerprints found on the weapon

belonged to Sian.

Astor's been running the hostel for five years.

Married for two.

JP: Perrie Campbell, 43.

-Mmm-hmm.

Anyway, uh, looks like she worked

in a supermarket for years,

Is that a real place, Chief?

I actually went to a christening

in Cowbridge once.

It's not a million miles from Cardiff,

uh, if I remember.

So you think there's a chance that Perrie and Sian

might have known each other prior to arriving

on Saint Marie?

Well, perhaps their paths might have crossed.

Uh, have a dig around, JP. See what you can find.

Yes, Chief.

Right. So,

Sian Evans was found dead inside the shower room

at Honore Youth Hostel,

just after a gunshot was heard at 8:00 am.

She was last seen alive

by her boyfriend at 7:45 am.

She had been shot at point-blank range

and her body was found slumped flush against

the shower room door.

Which means that nobody could have shot her

from inside the shower room

and then left via the door.

And nobody could have entered or left via the window,

which is why Astor smashed the shutters

in order to enter.

Quite. The gun belonging to Astor

was found in Sian's hand.

Did she take her own life?

Some might say it's possible.

But why, if you're intending to take your own life,

do you take a washbag,

unpack it and only then choose to kill yourself?

Uh, Chief?

We also found these in Sian's possession.

Looks like ecstasy.

Right. Well, let's get them over to the lab

and wait for toxicology to confirm what they are.

We also found her towel.

It was on her bed, bone dry.

JP: Sir, you have to come and look at this.

OK, so I ran a quick internet search on Perrie Campbell,

and look.

First hit articles from a local newspaper.

"Missing Cowbridge wife disappears.

Husband appeals for help."

The mysterious case of the runaway wife.

So, Perrie is married.

FLORENCE: She didn't mention anything about a husband.

Why is she here if he's back in England?

Wales, Florence.

-Never say that to a Welshman.

Never say that to an Englishman,

come to think of it.

Uh, so according to this,

Cowbridge is only seven miles west from Cardiff.

Close enough for me. Florence?

Right.

HUMPHREY: Oh, you're a writer.

It's just a story.

It's not finished yet.

You know, Herman Melville once said,

"To produce a mighty book,

"one must choose a mighty theme."

Deception. Deceit.

Fleeing of one's homeland.

Pretty big themes, wouldn't you say?

Why did you leave your husband?

Is it relevant?

-Fairly relevant. -OK.

I left because I couldn't stay.

Every night before bed,

I put out two cups,

placed the tea bags inside ready for the morning.

One night, I went to bed, I looked at those two mugs

and I thought,

"There's gotta be more than this."

So I walked away and I never went back.

I knew that there was a whole world out there.

Now I can see it.

We know you lived just outside Cardiff.

Maybe you knew Sian from back home.

Maybe she recognised you

and there was talk of her getting in touch

with your husband.

Tell him where you are.

Sian and I had never met before.

I had nothing to do with what happened to her.

I don't want you to contact my husband.

I'm happy here.

She was crying.

Last night.

I'd gone to bed.

But I wasn't feeling to good. I needed some air,

so I went outside and she was with Griff and she was crying.

-I have no idea.

I should have said something this morning,

but I didn't want to upset Griff

any more than was necessary.

Ah, sir, how did it go?

Well, Perrie is not the most stable of people, granted,

but a cold I'm not so sure.

We might have something.

We've been going through the phone records.

Yes, they were e-mailed over to us by the network provider.

Now these are all the numbers

Sian called or texted over the last three months.

But there is one number we could not account for.

Highlighted in orange.

It's Leo, Chief.

We spoke to the phone company

and there are text messages and calls,

between him and Sian going back months,

but there is no record of any of these calls or text

messages on Sian's phone.

-They've all been deleted. -So we did some more digging,

and it turns out that Leo was in Phuket

three months ago

exactly the same time as Sian and Griff.

The text messages began shortly afterwards.

Wow, that is barn-storming work from the two of you.

Now, let's get the phone over to the lab,

see what they can recover.

Also, Dwayne, I'd like you to check Leo, Sian

and Griff's social media.

The face thingy, the tweeter, see what you can find.

Yes, Chief.

Let's head over and talk to Leo.

HUMPHREY: Ah, Rosey.

-Hello. -DWAYNE: Ah, Miss Fabrice.

-FLORENCE: Hi, Rosey. -Hello.

Van's all loaded.

I'll take the flowers over to the church.

Hmm. Beauty, brains and brawn, uh?

You're a lucky man, you know, JP?

Here are the nametags for the wedding favours.

You have done the wedding favours?

Yes, of course.

Great.

And my Aunt Esme's coming now,

so you might have to rejig the seating plan.

OK. Yes. Rejig.

OK.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

You haven't done the favours, have you?

Haven't even started.

Aunt Esme?

I've never even met Aunt Esme.

You only met Rosey's mum two weeks ago.

Relax, JP.

It's a whirlwind romance.

-These things happen. -Whoa. Whoa.

What do you mean, whirlwind?

You know, whirlwind.

Fast.

Good, but fast.

I could charge you for perverting the course

of justice right now.

We need to see your mobile phone.

We know that you and Sian

have been exchanging phone calls and text messages

for almost three months.

We also know that three months ago

you spent a week

on the same island at the same time.

Nothing, sir.

Do you delete all your calls and text messages or just

the incriminating ones?

We can do this back at the station,

if you'd prefer.

OK, look, we met a few months ago in Phuket.

She was hot. We hooked up.

FLORENCE: Then what happened?

Nothing.

We spent a week together.

Her boyfriend wasn't there.

They'd had an argument.

She wanted to go to this festival that everyone

was talking about.

He didn't want her to go.

She said he could be like that, controlling.

So, she just left him, we went,

and we spent a few days together after that.

It was just sex.

I guess she sent a few texts. There were a few calls.

What, you just happened to bump

into her again on this island?

Most British travellers book through the same website.

That's the same flights, same hostels,

people bump into each other.

So why lie?

I'm not exactly going to volunteer this information

in front of her boyfriend, am I?

I don't want to put him through any more grief.

We'll be in touch.

So, what do you think, sir?

Well, if Sian and Leo had been intimate,

and Griff had somehow learnt of this...

-Strong motive. -HUMPHREY: Yes.

HUMPHREY: Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Just have a couple of follow-up questions,

if that's OK?

-Sorry, I was miles away. -No, of course.

Uh, we understand that

you and Sian had an argument,

which led to you parting company

for a week in Phuket.

How'd you know about that?

Is it true?

Yeah, but...

It was nothing. Nothing?

It was about a stupid party

she wanted to go to in the middle of nowhere.

It was dangerous and I didn't want her to go.

We had a week apart.

Then we were together again and it was fine.

Did Sian tell you about Leo?

What about him?

They met.

The week you and Sian were apart, they were together.

They were intimate.

They had been exchanging calls and text messages

since that time.

We also have a witness who claims

she saw you and Sian the night before she died,

and Sian had been crying.

That wasn't an argument.

She was scared about heading off to uni.

I mean, she could get like that in her head.

She used to call it her washing machine head.

God.

I thought they only met last night.

I had no idea.

What does it mean?

Your necklace.

It's the Thai symbol for love.

Isn't it?

Yeah.

Sian gave it to me.

Why don't you ask her out for a drink?

-Um... -What's the worst

that could happen?

You'll be great.

Right. Uh, yes.

Carpe diem and all that.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

How are you

Yes.

Good. Good. So...

Yes...

Er, so there's a bar.

It's run by a lovely woman called Catherine

and they do drinks.

Um...

Coffee, beer, cocktails.

Soft drinks, mocktails, water.

I can get you a menu if you like.

-Oh, I... -And then you could

choose something you'd like

and I could buy it for you. A drink.

I could buy you a drink tonight.

Or I could just order when I'm there.

That would work too. Yes.

Yes, great.

7:00?

-That sounds lovely. -Great. See you then.

-See you then. -Yes.

-She said yes. -Oh, that's great.

Yes, no, it's great. Let's go.

What's wrong?

I sat on her yoghurt. Quick before she notices.

Now we know that Sian and Leo were together in Phuket.

We also know that

since that time they've exchanged numerous

calls and text messages.

We're still waiting on the lab

to come back to us with the content

of the messages.

Yes. Dwayne, did anything come up

from Griff's social media?

Hmm, some posts about the disco

he ran at his local pub.

Some photos of him and Sian travelling.

Nothing out of the ordinary, really.

HUMPHREY: OK. So,

what of Perrie Campbell?

Well, we know she walked out on

her husband to see the world.

Did Sian recognise her? Did she kill to

maintain her anonymity?

We do not know.

What we do know is that Sian Evans

was found dead,

slumped flush against the shower room door.

But as no one could have got in or out of there,

how on earth was she murdered?

A question I fear will not be answered this evening.

So, thank you,

that's all for today.

Back in first thing.

Good luck, sir.

You'll be great.

Yes, thank you.

♪ I'm in the mood for love

♪ Simply because you're near me

♪ Funny but when you're near me

♪ I'm in the mood for love

♪ Heaven is in your eyes

♪ Brighter than stars you're under

♪ Oh, is it any wonder ♪

JP?

What are you still doing here?

Er, I'm on wedding duty, sir.

Oh, right.

Well, try not to stay too late.

Do you think I'm getting married too soon?

Gosh, where did that come from?

Oh, no.

Er...

Why don't you let me make a quick phone call

and then you can tell me all about it.

Oh, sir, I'm sure you have more important things to do.

JP, this is important.

Just give me one minute. OK?

Catherine, it's me, Humphrey.

Hello.

I'm meant to be meeting someone.

Well, thing is, it's a date, actually.

Thing is, I'm going to be a little late.

Now, the lady in question goes by the name of Martha.

Er, she's got blonde hair, um...

Uh, looks like she has a good heart.

If you could let her know I've been

held up in work,

but I'll be there as soon as I can.

Er, right.

Yeah. That's it. Right. Um, thank you.

They told you then?

JP: I only met her a few months ago.

And now there's wedding favours.

Table plans.

Aunt Esme.

I mean, this is all happening so fast,

and in like two days' time,

I have to declare in front of my family and friends

that we're going to spend the rest

of our lives together?

Hmm.

You know what? It's a whirlwind romance.

That's exactly what Dwayne called it.

Whoa. Rewind.

You've been taking to Dwayne?

Yes.

All right, first things first.

In matters of the heart,

advice from Dwayne Myers is to be taken

with a rather large

pinch of salt.

This is nothing but cold feet, perfectly normal.

So, I remember the night before my wedding...

The excitement, the anticipation.

But there was also a mild, low-level,

but nonetheless very real sense of panic.

But you knew her longer than a few months?

Well, yes.

Look, you're a kind and genuine

and honest man, JP.

Now, I've seen you and Rosey together,

and there's something very real there.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah, you're right.

You're right, it's cold feet.

Uh, as you say.

You're gonna make Rosey a very happy woman.

Yeah, I hope so.

I know so.

Come here.

COMPUTER: Yee-haw!

Is she still here?

Who?

Martha.

-No.

What did it say?

Well, I'm meant to be meeting someone.

Blonde. Pretty.

-Very pretty. -Oh, her.

-Yes.

-You're very late. -Yes, I know.

Oh...

She left about half an hour ago.

I'm afraid she didn't look too happy.

Will you see her again?

Yes. Yes, I'm sure I will.

Well, this one's on me.

Thank you.

FLORENCE: So, how did it go last night?

Uh, well, it... Uh, it actually, um,

it fell through in the end.

It's one of those things.

But you'll rearrange?

No, no, I don't think so.

Um, I phoned the hostel this morning and she was

about to check out.

Right. Er, a little experiment.

Er, outside, you two. Chop-chop. Outside.

See if you can open this door.

-It won't open, Chief. -Exactly.

Now come inside.

Now, try and leave whilst I keep my body in this position.

DWAYNE: It can't be done. It's impossible, Chief.

I know, and it's driving me to distraction.

-Yes.

I just spoke to the lab

and they've confirmed that the drugs we found

in Sian's bag were ecstasy.

The lab also done a cross match on the bag

and our exclusion prints.

They found a match.

Astor.

Astor sold Sian the drugs?

Right. Dwayne, JP, if you can conduct a search

of Astor's quarters.

Yes, Chief.

Florence, you and I will talk to Griff.

See if he can then shed any light on why Sian was

in possession of the ecstasy.

Yes.

Thought you were gonna throw me the keys.

They're on your desk.

Yes, I knew that.

HUMPHREY: Found these amongst Sian's possessions.

Ecstasy.

This a regular thing for her?

No. No.

She just wanted to kick back.

Last few days away.

Sian had heard that Astor could get a hold of the stuff.

I said no.

Come on. Nah, Sian.

Somehow she got them anyway.

I didn't understand how because I was

looking after the money.

She wouldn't tell me so I went to find

Astor in his office,

but he wasn't there, so

I started looking for his drugs.

But I couldn't find them.

When he arrived he just kept on denying that

he'd given them to her.

I don't know what you're talking about.

But I know he's lying.

You won't find anything.

Ah, our hostel owner with a side line

in class-A narcotics.

HUMPHREY: The drugs you sold to Sian.

They're not mine.

The bag has got your prints on it.

HUMPHREY: How'd you explain that?

I remember now.

I was cleaning the room and I find them on the floor.

-Sorry. I need to take this.

You do realise that lying to a police officer is quite

a serious offence?

I found this in the outside bins.

HUMPHREY: Ah!

Do these belong to you too, Astor?

See, because we know you gave Sian the drugs,

but we also know she didn't have any money.

So, what was the arrangement?

She came into my office a couple of days ago.

Apparently the hot water was not working.

I was with someone.

Someone who was not my wife.

Sian said she wouldn't say anything.

I repaid her

to say thank you and...

And that was it.

I swear that was it.

The lab recovered the text messages

Leo and Sian exchanged.

They've just e-mailed them over.

Oh!

Oh, stone the crows!

"Hey, sexy.

"Thinking of you. Kiss. Kiss.

"Why are you ignoring me?

"Let me take you out for the day when we both

get home. Kiss. Kiss."

The text messages you sent Sian clearly show

that you chased her.

Her reply, "Please delete my number, I'm sorry,

this was a mistake."

You keep lying to us.

Why?

Because I liked her.

FLORENCE: You liked her?

She...

Got under my skin,

and in my head, and I couldn't get her out.

So you followed her here

to win her back?

After she specifically told you

to leave her alone.

Knowing she had a long-term boyfriend.

Knowing all of that, you still turned up.

HUMPHREY: Went well, did it?

She was not too impressed.

We had it all out the night before she, um...

The night we'd all been drinking.

I'm here for you.

-I just want to be with you. -I don't want to be with you.

Sian.

That made you angry?

Knowing that she didn't want to be with you.

Angry enough to kill?

I had nothing to do with her death.

Might want to get some ice on that.

Now, we are missing something. What are we missing?

-A conviction. -Yes. Thank you, uh, Dwayne.

Sian Evans was found inside the shower room.

Nobody could have shot Sian and then

exited via the door.

And it would have been impossible for

anyone to have entered

or exited via the window.

Did she simply kill herself?

Possibly, but the washbag would indicate that Sian

entered the shower room in order to shower.

But there was no towel.

What of the suspects?

Perrie Campbell, the woman who walked out on her husband.

Did she kill to maintain her anonymity?

And what of the hostel owner, Astor Henri?

We know his gun was used to kill Sian.

Though his prints were not found on the weapon.

What of Leo? Leo the liar.

We know that he'd had liaisons with Sian three months

before he said they met.

He subsequently bombarded her with

text messages and phone calls.

And finally, Griff the boyfriend.

Did he somehow discover Sian's tryst with Leo?

Did he want revenge

Who did it?

And how did they do it?

You know who did it?

-Not a sausage. -COMPUTER: Yee-haw!

I feel really bad, sir.

-We haven't cracked the case. -No.

And time is rather getting on a bit, um...

But, uh, you're off-duty now.

It is time for a celebration. And that, JP, is an order.

-Sir, the suit from my brother.

-Yes.

It's in the jeep.

I'm sure it will be a good fit.

OK, I'll come have a look. Thank you.

Well,

-all the best for the big day tomorrow.

-Thank you, sir.

Best of British.

I feel sorry for the Chief, you know.

I think he's a bit down about his date.

Date?

DWAYNE: Yes, he had a date with a woman last night.

He didn't say much.

I think she stood him up.

The inspector was with me until pretty late last night.

What was he doing with you?

I had a bit of a wobble, that's all.

A wobble

Something you said about

-me and Rosie and whirlwind romance.

When did I say that?

It doesn't matter.

The point is, his date didn't stand him up.

He didn't turn up because of me and my stupid wobble.

-Fine. -Thank you so much, Minister.

Mint?

Oh. No. Thank you.

No.

Commissioner, would you like a mint?

No.

Shh!

♪ Many rivers to cross

♪ But I can't seem to find

♪ My way over

♪ Wandering I am lost

♪ As I travel along

♪ The white Cliffs of Dover

♪ Many rivers to cross

♪ But just where to begin

♪ I'm playing for time

♪ There'll be times

♪ I find myself

♪ Thinking of committing

♪ Some dreadful crime ♪

Ladies.

Excuse me, can I have a bit of quiet, please?

Chief, can you sit down, please?

Thank you.

When JP asked me to be his best man,

I naturally had many questions.

Had all his other friends gone and left the island?

Then I realised he didn't have any other friends.

DWAYNE: Anyway.

I did run the speech by JP first.

I mean, the last thing I wanted to do was to

embarrass him on his big day.

I'm sorry, I mean, that's the last thing

he wanted me to do.

So, all the bits that JP wanted me to take out

But before we go any further...

Doesn't the bride look amazing,

ladies and gentlemen?

I know what you're thinking. I know what you're thinking.

I don't know how he did it either!

Where is her towel?

COMPUTER: Yee-haw!

See, I can't turn it off.

We also found these in Sian's possessions.

Nah, Sian.

Chief?

Yeah, sorry. Sorry, everyone. As you were. Carry on.

You know who killed her, don't you?

-Yes, I'm afraid I do. -Oh, no.

I think you better go.

No, no, no. I'll stay with you.

It's fine. I get it.

-Now, go. Just hurry back. -OK.

Right.

You'll need to change out of your glad rags en route.

Florence, can you bring my drink and napkin

and round up the suspects?

JP, you're with me. There's something

I need to check.

-Let's go. -COMMISSIONER:

I'll hold the fort here.

Maybe you could entertain the troops,

Commissioner.

I've never been one for notes, Officer Myers.

Florence?

COMMISSIONER: Seeing young Officer Hooper married today

reminded me of my younger self.

My first day on the force

I had to wrestle...

-Yes.

Remind me, JP.

Sian had only recently accepted a place

at med school.

Where was she headed?

-Edinburgh. -Edinburgh.

That's interesting.

It's very interesting indeed.

Good afternoon.

From the outset of this investigation,

we have been unable to determine

whether Sian had taken her own life

or whether she had been murdered.

Well, I can now tell you with absolute certainty

that Sian did not take her own life.

She was murdered.

By one of you.

Perrie.

You arrived on this island determined to start afresh.

Had you come across Sian back in Wales?

Did she recognise you? Did you kill her to

protect your secret?

How about you, Astor?

We know the gun used to kill Sian belonged to you.

We also know that Sian caught you in a rather

compromising position.

Perhaps you were worried she would talk.

Or was it you, Leo?

You'd been rejected by Sian but were too proud

to accept it.

-No, I loved her.

GRIFF: Don't say that.

You don't get to say that.

Or you, Griff, the boyfriend.

The sensible, loving boyfriend.

Perhaps you discovered that the love of

your life had, um...

Strayed?

No.

Quite right. It's impossible, isn't it?

It's impossible that anyone here

could've murdered Sian.

She was found slumped flush against

the shower room door,

gun in hand.

The killer had no way in and no way out.

It would have been quite impossible

for someone to shoot her

and then escape, and all in a matter of seconds

after the gunshot was heard.

Unless the gunshot you heard

was not the shot that killed her.

Now, on the morning of her murder,

Sian went into the shower room with every intention of...

showering.

There was no premeditated plan to take her own life.

Which means that someone else came into the shower room.

Now, 7:45 am, Sian collected her things

and headed to the shower.

She entered the shower room, placed her towel on the rack,

and began to unpack her toiletries.

So far so good.

But then...

It was the person who was poised to kill her

in cold blood.

And herein lies the question

that leads to the answer that unlocks the truth.

Sian let the killer into the shower room

of her own accord.

So who,

out of the four of you,

would Sian allow in?

-You.

You killed Sian.

You entered,

raised the pillow to her chest to muffle the bang

All with astonishing and brutal efficiency. JP?

I spy

with my little eye

a killer.

And I'll wager you didn't have sufficient time to dispose

of said pillow.

A mistake, certainly.

But you were clever too.

Throwing us off the scent.

Because you knew Sian had a history of depression.

She was scared about heading off to uni.

I mean, she could get like that in her head.

A fact you'd assumed we'd uncover during

our investigation.

Apparently Sian had suffered from anxiety and

depression during her exams.

So, you staged her suicide,

knowing we'd assume Sian was suffering once more

from anxiety and depression.

To stage the scene,

you needed time.

As we know,

you went for a run at 7:45.

Except you didn't, did you, Griff?

Because you headed straight for Astor's office

to retrieve his gun.

GRIFF: Wait a minute. I didn't even know

he had a gun.

How would I know where to find it?

Oh, you knew he had a gun, all right.

And I think you knew exactly where to find it.

'Cause when you went to confront Astor

the previous night about the drugs

he'd given to Sian,

you started to look for evidence of his dealing.

You said so yourself.

And I think that's where you came across Astor's gun.

So, the next morning,

all you had to do was just nip back in

and grab it.

And then you made your way over to the shower room,

and you killed Sian.

And once you'd done it

you staged the scene to look like suicide

rather than murder.

With Sian slumped

against the door on one side of the room

and a slatted window sealed on the other side,

how on earth could any killer have got out of there?

So, how did you do it?

Oh, if you'll indulge me...

Thank you.

Bingo.

Once he shot Sian,

Griff positioned the towel underneath the door.

Half in the corridor. Half in the shower room.

He then moved the body onto the towel.

Wiped the gun for prints and place it

into Sian's hand.

He then scooped up the pillow.

Left the shower room, closing the shower

room door behind him

and pulling the towel.

Which in turn pulled Sian's body

flush against the door.

Back in the dorm room,

Griff neatly folded her towel and placed it

back onto her bed

before replacing the pillow.

The stage was set. Suicide.

But to give himself an alibi,

Griff needed another gunshot.

A second gunshot.

You all heard it.

-RECORDING: Yee-haw! -Oh, sorry.

Not that one.

And there you have it.

The gunshot you heard was nothing more

than a sound effect.

Griff attached his mobile phone

to the speaker system.

Set the timer for the gunshot sound.

And then he headed out on his run.

Now granted, uh,

I didn't really have any idea how I managed to

change my e-mail alert.

Uh, but it made me realise

that a gunshot effect could be created in much the same way,

then played through a speaker.

Not beyond the capability of Griff,

who we know worked as a sometime DJ

in a pub back home.

HUMPHREY: And that was the gunshot

that alerted you.

-HUMPHREY:

The gunshot that was set

to deceive.

The loud bang, the body, the blood.

The only conclusion to draw

is that the noise you all heard

was a real gunshot

and it came from the direction of the shower room.

All Griff then had to do

was lay in wait.

-HUMPHREY: Upon his return,

Griff retrieved his mobile

and emerged when he spied Astor break

through the shutters.

Risky, you might say,

leaving Sian's body alone,

undiscovered while he went out running.

Anyone could've walked in.

Except Griff knew that everyone would either be

at breakfast or on the boat trip.

He also knew

that Astor cleaned the dorm room

at 8:00 am each morning.

So he timed it,

knowing he had just under 10 minutes

to get out of the bathroom, up to the water seller,

before the gunshot.

Why would I kill her? I loved her.

I know you did.

Trouble was, Griff...

You loved her too much.

See, it was something Leo said

that got me thinking.

She said he could be like that, controlling.

That's what this is all about.

Love. Obsession.

Control.

You controlled the purse strings.

I was looking after all the money.

You controlled where she went. Who she went with.

I didn't want her to go.

No wonder she ran off with Leo for a week.

She was running away from you.

See, I think that's why Sian acquired those drugs,

because she needed an escape.

She needed an escape from the pressure of this

claustrophobic relationship.

She wanted a night of fun.

The truth was things were changing, Griff.

Sian was spreading her wings.

About to go to university.

Her whole life just about to start.

And not just any university either,

Edinburgh.

About as far away from you as she could possibly get.

She'd outgrown you.

-No. -HUMPHREY: Yes.

And what else do controlling and possessive boyfriends do?

They read their partners' text messages.

And that's when you realised what had gone on

the week you and Sian were separated.

She had betrayed you.

Which added insult to injury.

Officer Myers?

We came across these photos on your social media,

and your necklace is indeed

the Thai symbol for love, but it wasn't yours.

It belonged to Sian. I think you bought it for her.

You see, Sian's wearing the necklace.

The same one you're wearing now.

'Cause the night before she died

you were not, as you previously stated,

"Comforting her".

I think she ended things with you,

and she gave you back the necklace you bought her.

And that's when you realised you'd lost her.

And not just for the week this time, for good.

But if you couldn't have her,

nobody else could.

And you would have got away with it.

But for one mistake.

The washbag.

That's how we knew

Sian hadn't entered into the shower room

with the intention of ending her own life.

You killed her.

Take him away.

I am so sorry.

I suppose I should get used to this.

Oh, young love, eh?

Ladies and gentlemen,

please, could you make some room?

I give to you

Mr and Mrs Hooper.

Humphrey?

What are you doing? You just stepped out.

Yes, um, sorry.

Are you OK? Yes.

What are you doing here?

Trying to kill you, evidently.

Touche.

I thought you'd left.

Officer Myers tracked me down.

I was literally about to get on the boat.

He explained about what happened last night.

About how you talked the groom down from

a metaphorical cliff.

Dwayne used the word metaphorical?

No, I'm paraphrasing.

Oh.

So I thought perhaps we could get that drink after all.

Yes, fantastic.

It's a free bar, too.

-Beer would be...

-Marv.

OK, two beers coming up.