Lewis (2007) s05e04 Episode Script
The Gift of Promise
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although the device was later discovered to be harmless, police praised the vigilance of those who reported it, and urged the public to continue to bring to their attention any suspicious, unattended packages.
Speaking at Scotland Yard late last night, the Metropolitan Police Commissioner expressed his regret for any disruption caused by the incident, but emphasised that public safety was paramount.
The Home Secretary in a statement said that for the foreseeable future the threat level would remain at substantial.
' Zoe, I know you're only 15, but if you got up a bit earlier then you could practise your clarinet and we could all have breakfast together.
See you later tonight.
Wear something nice.
I always do, Leon.
Good morning, Ronnie.
Good morning, madam.
Traffic's good.
Thank you.
Oxford by 9:00, sir, so I can drop you right outside the station.
And will we see you next weekend? No.
What are you wearing tonight to collect your award? Who's that? Oh, er just the dentist.
A reminder for the hygienist tomorrow.
She's changed her day.
Yeah.
Bye.
Please, before you say anything, I didn't marry a stupid man, whatever his faults, and if you keep on contacting me, he's bound to find out.
Hey, Elmo.
Hey, Elmo.
Are you going tonight? Why? All the others are.
I'll see how I feel.
And a living nation who's waiting to spring from the graves of patriots.
But the Irish Republican Brotherhood has been infiltrated and certain members intimidated or bribed by those masters of duplicity the British Secret Service.
Would you ever write your memoirs? Only if I could write the shocking truth about you.
Go on, then.
I'll wait.
It's James.
I had a whippet called Jimmy.
He was fit and lean.
And very, very fast.
I'm very, very much a James.
I imagine so.
Thank you.
I am so looking forward to reading this.
That's very kind.
Who's it for? Leon.
Success! Who's it for, then? Just me.
They approached me at Cambridge.
MI5 did.
Get away.
Nowadays they advertise.
Then you had to be discreetly talent spotted.
A shipload of guns for the rebellion has just gone to the bottom of Howth Harbour.
So why not call the whole thing off? Elmo? If you spent more time with your feet on the ground, Mr Woodeson Have you read my essay yet? Oh, yes.
Let's you and I have some quality one-to-one time tomorrow, shall we? My rooms at 9:00.
So why did the rebels go ahead? And walk straight into the superior firepower of the British? Well, the Irish soul is both pagan and Catholic.
It was Easter.
A blood sacrifice would resonate so even in defeat the Irish couldn't lose.
Good, Zoe.
Perfectly stated.
Yes? How do I look? Amazing.
Can I come over later? We'll see.
Go straight there, no acrobatics on the way, please.
In case I lose this? In case you hurt yourself, darling.
I- I need a drink first.
You can stay for one.
Sir, some white wine? Let me tell you this, Don.
When she's five years old, she wrote to the Chancellor of the Exchequer.
And she said, I'll vote for you if you make my pocket money tax deductible so that I could be rich and she could be happy.
And that is why at 15, she's doing Politics, Philosophy and Economics and I want you to keep her up to scratch.
Early days but it could be the other way round.
That's straight from the horse's mouth.
Go and find your mother.
Zoe, of course, would love to live in the college, but I want to keep an eye on her.
I apologise for the interruption.
Um, Daddy wants you.
Daddy can wait for a moment.
Thanks for coming.
I was actually just leaving.
I've got something to do.
Oh.
I'm really sorry.
Can I interest you in a little more? There you go.
Top you up, Mrs Suskin? No, I'm fine.
Some more? Here is my wonderful wife.
Let me introduce you.
Oh, I think we met at Fresher's Week.
How are you, Judith? I'm fine, thanks.
Oh, hello, darling.
Here she is.
Are you all right, darling? I'm Andrea de Ritter, founder of The Gifted Child.
Every year we award the Wilkie Scholarship to an outstandingly gifted young person accepted into higher education.
And this year it's Oxford University and Zoe Suskin.
Congratulations, well done.
Smile for the cameras.
This way, Zoe.
Just one more.
Smile.
Andrea.
What do you want? You did do it? Yeah.
Suppose he calls the police? It's too late to worry about that.
So can I come over? Not tonight, darling.
You said.
Don't be childish.
I said, we'll see.
I'm tired, and you're drunk.
You said! Are you OK? You were hitting the wine pretty hard.
What do you want? Do you need a hand, son? No, no, no.
No, nothing.
Come in.
And do let's try and talk about this like grown-ups, shall we, darling? Let's try not to be angry.
Sir.
Andrea de Ritter.
She lived alone.
She's downstairs.
Who's that? Liam Cullen, friend.
He found her this morning about 9:00.
He had a spare key.
Do we know when she died? Hobson is still taking a look, but I know who killed her.
Albert Einstein.
Single blow to the back of the head.
With that.
I presume the bleach is to get rid of the DNA? You're learning.
You used to think DNA meant "Don't Know Anything".
Better than thinking CID stands for "Coppers In Disguise".
If I may, there's a dust ring on a plinth up there which would fit Albert.
Yes, it was thrown down on her behind to keep splatter off the killer.
And then he or she cleaned it up.
Timing? Can't do better than, say, four hours after 9:30 last night.
Right.
The Gifted Child.
Don't speak about Sergeant Hathaway like that.
You'll give him a big head.
Bye.
Letters seem to be from some chap called Elmo.
I haven't had a proper look but it could be a boyfriend.
That's the only thing out of place as far as I can see, other than Mr Einstein.
Fill me in on this Liam Cullen.
Then have a closer look at these letters.
OK.
I'm Detective Inspector Lewis, Mr Cullen.
I'm sorry about this.
Andrea was a good friend.
We were good friends.
And you came here this morning to pick up a cheque from her.
I run a catering sideline from my pub The Fiddler's Hearth.
Last night we did an event for Gifted Child at the Natural History Museum.
When I called this morning the lights were still on.
When I got no answer I went home for a spare set of keys.
I just live two minutes away.
Did Andrea have a boyfriend? No.
No, no, she'd have told me.
How close were you? Well, about five years ago .
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we had a little fling.
We stayed friends.
Did Andrea know an Elmo? Elmo Woodeson.
Yeah, he's a student at Saville College.
He comes into the pub.
What? I saw Elmo last night on my way back from the museum.
He'd had a skinful.
Do you think he and Andrea could have had a relationship? No.
No.
No.
She did tell me once that he fancied her.
You know, had a bit of a crush.
But He was a kid.
She was a woman.
You look rough.
At least you're here.
Come in.
Got any Paracetamol? Have you read the letters yet? Cullen says Elmo had a crush on her.
It was reciprocated.
It was more than a crush.
Are you blushing? Yeah.
All right, thanks.
Nothing known on Elmo Woodeson.
Should be in his politics tutorial now.
No, not in the college.
It's being held by Donald Voss.
He's one of those, according to the porter.
One of what? He holds his tutorials by the river bank or in his favourite coffee shop which is where he is now.
Gifted children use long words, enjoy problem solving, are very sensitive emotionally, and are often prone to deny the obvious.
Remind you of anyone? No.
Actually, I made the last bit up.
A definition of politics? Battle of interests masquerading as a contest of principles.
That's not original, by the way.
But then I'm allowed to plagiarise.
You most definitely are not.
Doctor Voss? Yes.
Sorry to interrupt.
Which one of you is Elmo Woodeson? Elmo's not here.
Er Isn't he meant to be? Meant to be.
Said he was coming, when I saw him, but that's Elmo, unreliable and unpredictable.
When was this? Today.
He came by earlier to discuss an essay.
Could we have a word? Sure.
Elmo's not here.
This is Detective Sergeant Hathaway.
Dr Voss.
I really need a coffee, sir.
Can I get you one? No.
You go on.
I recognise a fellow caffeine addict when I see one.
I haven't touched it.
Thanks.
So why do you want Elmo? We're investigating a murder.
Andrea de Ritter.
Andrea? You're kidding.
I'm afraid not.
Wow.
I saw her only yesterday.
She was found dead at home.
We think she was killed last night.
By Elmo? We just want to talk to him for the moment.
How did he seem this morning? Outrageously hungover.
How long have you known him? Since term started.
It's his first year.
Mine, too.
I relocated from Cambridge.
Oh, which college? Harvard.
Cambridge, Massachusetts.
If Elmo shows up, could you ask him to call? Sure.
She looks young.
Zoe? Yeah, she's not even 16.
She's one of Andrea's so-called "gifted kids".
So-called? Well, is it such a gift? Being identified as "special" at an early age isn't always conducive to developing a rounded personality.
Isn't that rather a lazy assumption? If you say so.
Andrea just call me please.
Elmo.
Police officers.
Your scout told us where to find you.
You missed your tutorial.
Is that a crime? No-one's told me.
When did you last see Andrea de Ritter? Last night at the museum.
There was a presentation.
Why? I'm afraid she's dead.
Killed? Why do you say that? Because you're the police.
She was murdered.
You and Miss de Ritter had a sexual relationship? Yeah, but but not a Not what? About last night, she wouldn't let me come back with her.
Were you angry with her? I was angry at myself.
I should have protected her.
From what, Elmo? If you know any reason why anybody would want to hurt her, you'd better say.
I don't.
And I've got a tutorial.
All right.
But we're gonna want to see you again.
So don't go walkabout.
He's scared of something.
Andrea de Ritter was founder of the Gifted Child organisation which gives advice to parents with clever kids, mainly through a website, but it was in the red and going down fast.
Bank had blocked her credit cards until she cleared her overdraft.
She was still spending though.
What about that do last night? Well, here's your photo.
"Presenting the Wilkie Scholarship on behalf of the Gifted Child organisation.
" Here, that's the girl who was in Voss's tutorial.
The scholarship is funded by an independent charitable foundation.
It's kind of prestigious, not valuable.
Andrea still had to fund her lifestyle though.
A house like that.
Certainly wasn't pulling in the purse strings.
No, because she had her own company Gifted Child Books which paid her a healthy salary, but published nothing.
So who's backing Gifted Child Books? Which is which? That's all they had so take your pick.
I'll take the cheese.
I'm not risking prawn.
You surprise me, sir.
I had you down as a prawn cocktail man.
Too sophisticated for me.
I was talking less about your taste and more about your era.
Thanks.
Anyway, they're in again, prawn cocktails.
Retro.
Unless they're back out again by now.
Thought you came down a bit hard on Voss about gifted kids.
Possibly.
Gifted Child Books "A proposed series of essential books in association with the Suskin Press.
" Suskin? Mmm.
"Zoe Suskin, 15, accepting this year's Wilkie scholarship.
" Suskin Press, chief executive, Leon Suskin.
When our democratic freedoms need defending, then ethical considerations must sometimes take a back seat.
But it's those same freedoms that have allowed me to write the truth.
The title of your book is too long.
Like a slithering snake.
Lies And Secrets.
It's slitheringly long.
Have you read it? Every slithery word.
It should just be called Lies.
Because nothing is secret from me.
All right, on your way.
Lies! Lies! Lies! Slithering lies! Lies! Zoe! Zoe.
Aren't you meant to be at a lecture? Philosophy.
Ages yet.
How was the hygienist? Fine.
Gold star for healthy gums.
Do you want a cup of coffee or something? No, thanks.
I think I'll get there early, just in case.
Off you go, then.
Love you.
Out of the way! Argh! Elmo.
Sorry.
Are you OK? This wasn't meant to happen.
Oh, no, I It's all going wrong.
I'm pleased you enjoyed my "Lies" and my "Secrets".
No, I did, I think it was wonderful.
I'm just kicking myself that I didn't snap it up for the Suskin Press.
I'm flattered.
No, Egan & Rogers have done a good job for them, but as I understand it, they haven't had the sense to take up an option on the next book.
I'm not sure I have another book in me, Mr Suskin.
That's always the risk with first-time authors.
You win some, you lose some, but with me, you'd win.
Or with Suskin, irrespective, because you would receive a considerable and non-returnable advance on signature.
Go on.
Gripping as Lies And Secrets is, I was just wondering whether we could entice you to stick your neck out a little bit more in the next book.
Is there something specific you want to know? Yes.
This arrived yesterday.
And you've signed it.
Yeah, this was inside.
You've read that chapter? Yes, but certain bits of that chapter are a little vague.
Some secrets stay secret.
I made that clear in my Q&A session this morning.
Were you still there for that? A rather unpleasant man was ejected.
You noticed me? It was my job for 40 years.
Noticing people.
Oh, they're finished.
Oh, hello again James.
Dame Grace.
You look very stern today.
Goodbye, Mr Suskin.
Goodbye.
Sorry, who are you? I believe you knew Andrea de Ritter.
Knew? So was it a break-in or a robbery or what? Early days yet, Mr Suskin.
Andrea's joint publishing venture with the Suskin Press Gifted Child Books Yes, what about it? It just seems rather a one-sided deal, taking a lot of money from Suskin without producing very much.
Andrea was having problems with her authors, she told me all about that.
There weren't any authors.
They weren't even paid or contracted.
I left all that to her.
Why did you give so much money to somebody who'd never produced a book before? Because I knew the level of support her organisation gave to gifted kids and their parents.
My daughter is one such.
She's just won the Wilkie Scholarship for this year and that makes us very proud.
Don't you think Andrea de Ritter should have declared an interest? It's her final decision as to who wins the scholarship.
I can see you're a policeman with strong view on the ethics of publishing, but what the hell has this got to do with her murder? Where were you last night after, say, 9:30? Me? Well, if you must know, once I'd seen Zoe collect her scholarship, I came back here to work.
Was there anyone here who can confirm that? No.
We found a letter on Andrea's computer that she'd started writing to you.
"Your marriage is a sham, Leon, and you're living a lie, darling.
That knowledge is worth a lot.
" What knowledge? Was she blackmailing you? No.
I never received anything like this.
Was the relationship strictly business? Yes, it was.
She called everyone "darling".
My wife, my daughter and my faith are the three most important things in my life and I would never risk those for anything.
That's it for now, Mr Suskin.
See, they can see out, but I can't see in.
I hate not knowing things, don't you? No alibi.
I think Andrea was gearing up for blackmail, even if hadn't finished the letter.
He was rattled.
Argh! Older woman has affair with unstable student.
Andrea dumps him.
He kills her, then he kills himself.
Witnesses? Not yet.
But there wouldn't be unless you happened to be looking up.
Something's not right.
The body wasn't quite where you'd expect it to be if he'd jumped off.
Too far out and over.
Do you think he was pushed? Difficult.
Killer would have had to get him up on the parapet.
What if he was up here already if he was being chased? Don't tell me you've got vertigo.
Acrophobia is a fear of heights.
Vertigo is balance problems.
Is that what you've got? No, I've got prawns! I never risk them myself.
Tasty enough at the time but not worth the worry.
Are you gonna be sick? No.
I need to go to the loo quickly.
How quick do you reckon you can take them stairs? I'll see you down there! No-one's ever died before.
That I know, I mean.
Not that I really knew Elmo.
He wasn't easy.
Real adults like you .
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aren't problematical for me mostly.
It's my slightly older peers like Elmo that present a challenge.
What did you like about him? Well, obviously, he was good-looking.
Attractive.
Why did he do it? Who knows? I haven't cried yet.
Sometimes you cry when you least expect it.
Sometimes you think you're crying for one thing and really it's about something else.
I never cry.
My dad used to tease me if I did.
I think Mum's having an affair.
I can't really help.
You know, whatever they get wrong, your mom and dad seem to be pretty solid support.
It's great that you're here.
Hey, this was kicking around.
I cleaned it up.
It's an owl.
For wisdom.
The sacred creature of Minerva, the Roman goddess.
Or Athena, the Greek version.
I know.
You would.
Would you like it? Thanks, Don.
What are you looking for? Memories.
Anything special? I'll tell you when I'm ready.
Fine.
Dinner? When you're ready.
Parkour.
Or free running.
You negotiate objects in your way by jumping up and off them or leaping and climbing over them.
Like an obstacle race? Except that there's no racing.
It's sort of urban cool.
So Elmo's fall could have been just a leap that went wrong? Ambitious one, if it was.
What about this "knifebox" that he chalked all over his hidey hole? Could that be the name of a band? Not that I've heard of.
But you're getting on a bit now.
Would this do as a suicide note? "I heard two lovers late at night, talking of love and death and life.
" It's Elmo and Andrea.
He'd have to have been listening to himself.
Poetic licence.
Andrea's murder doesn't seem like a crime of passion to me.
Too neat and tidy.
Not like a spontaneous explosion of anger from a screwed-up 18-year-old.
His letters were all over the place.
Anyone could have done that.
Sometimes you couldn't believe that this is England's second-best university.
Speaking objectively? Of course.
It's a politics essay for Donald Voss.
Not up to scratch? It's his comments.
"You promise so much and deliver worse than nothing.
" Maybe he deserved it? No, that's schoolmaster stuff.
Can I just have a look at that properly? OK.
My gran always used to say, "You're sharp.
Been sleeping in the knife box?" She could have been talking about you.
Not the way I feel.
Yeah, OK, pack it in for today.
I'll finish up here.
Nil by mouth.
And keep a bottle by the bed.
Thanks for the advice.
Right.
See you tomorrow.
Be good, work hard.
Don't forget the Morrisons are coming for dinner.
Put them off.
Why? Why? Because I'll be too tired, that's why! See you tomorrow! Here.
Let me help.
Oh.
That's new.
Don gave it to me.
Your your tutor.
Yeah.
Wasn't that nice of him? Lovely.
What's the essay? The Art of Negotiation and the Anglo-Irish Treaty.
OK, now, don't tell me, Lloyd George and de Valera? Austin Chamberlain, Michael Collins.
Trust me to get it wrong.
I never was as clever as you.
That doesn't matter, Mum.
Honest.
He shouldn't shout at you like that.
No.
Can we call in at that Irish pub, the Fiddler's? Stay away from Judith! "Like your hair.
Seeing you tonight.
Kiss kiss.
" For the love of God, please stop.
To think she'd betray me with a man like you? She isn't, I promise.
I swear to God there is nothing going on.
Shut up! You are lucky I've got bigger fish to fry than a sprat like you.
I've got a train to catch.
I have called police.
There's no need, there's no need.
Next time you're dead! And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green With their helmets glistening in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash To the echo of a Thompson gun Thank you, fans.
I don't have a great voice but you don't need one to sing rebel songs.
That is why you'll hear them at closing time in many an Irish pub.
You find in these songs a comradeship which is the key to understanding both the Easter Rising and the political complexity of the War of Independence.
Which three years Don, are you OK? Zoe, call for help, will you? Leon Suskin, please.
When will he be back? Do you know by which train? Yes, his voicemail, please.
Mr Suskin, Grace Orde.
May we speak again? On reflection, what you told me is rather worrying.
And sometimes things can get out of hand.
With attendant unpleasantness.
That's good.
Thank you.
Office worker across from where Elmo fell has just come forward.
Says he was definitely trying to jump the gap and she didn't see anyone else.
I've just found some "interesting" photos of Cullen taken by Andrea last month.
Are you blushing again? Or just getting your colour back? Ah, blushing, then.
This is work, I hope.
Yes, ma'am.
It is, ma'am.
That's a relief.
Donald Voss, remind me? Elmo Woodeson's tutor.
Also knew Andrea de Ritter.
The hospital has notified us that he's been admitted with arsenic poisoning.
He's been poisoned regularly.
Over at least a month.
His most recent dose would have been his tipping point.
Poisoned deliberately? Arsenic can get into all sorts of things.
Although these days in this country it is rare.
On the other hand, if I wanted to kill someone, which I don't, unless you consider the chairman of the health authority, I wouldn't use it.
Too easily detectable.
Will he live? I'm not God.
I'm aware of that, Doctor, but any port in a storm, try.
With arsenic, it's notoriously hard to predict.
He could pull through.
But his recovery could be quick or slow.
Excuse me.
A nation once again A nation once again And I Cullen! Yes.
Is that Karolina? How did you know that? She called 999 this morning when Leon Suskin was assaulting you.
By the time we attended, he'd gone and you sent us away.
What was that about? He got the wrong end of the stick.
Thought I was having an affair with his wife.
We were old friends by the end.
I even bought him a drink for the road.
What can I do for you? When we spoke before, you said you and Andrea de Ritter were just friends these days.
These are more than Happy Snaps.
And they were only taken last month.
Why did you lie? Because I thought Andrea was having a thing with Elmo.
Even though I said I didn't know.
I didn't want her to seem like a tart.
So what happened? Did you decide that she really was a tart and kill her? I adored her! The one doesn't rule the other out in my experience.
But if in doubt, pin it on Paddy, is that it? Wouldn't be the first time.
Well, it would for me, Mr Cullen.
Because I've never "pinned" anything on anyone.
OK? OK? If you say so.
And your music is too loud! Can I help you? Oh.
Excuse me.
Have you seen my daughter, Zoe? Will he be OK? Isn't bad, is it? I'd say it's better than not bad.
Tell me something.
Don't most gifted children study maths or computing or? Something where the answers are quantifiable? I wanted a broader approach to help me develop the emotional intelligence that some gifted kids lack.
It can get lonely.
Is that why you're a policeman? Because you're frightened by your own cleverness and of being lonely? I was never as clever as you.
You were, I can tell.
What makes you think you don't have to be clever to be a policeman? Sorry.
Did Elmo say anything to you when he saw you? He showed me the news about Andrea and said, it's all going wrong.
I don't know what he meant.
Why do you think he's dead? How would I know? I'm a child.
Here you are.
It's time to go.
This is my mother.
Sergeant James Hathaway, Mrs Suskin.
Hello.
It's an awful thing to have happened.
Do you know how it did? Not yet, no.
Bye.
Why would anyone poison Voss? There's nothing in his background.
He's British originally.
Where from? Swindon.
I went there once, it was closed.
Yeah.
Oh, that's interesting.
Er, thanks.
Toxicology on Elmo.
Traces of LSD.
I thought LSD was undetectable.
Apparently not.
If he was high on acid, maybe he thought he could fly? It's not murder, suicide or free running.
It's just sad.
Dr Voss's room is through here.
Thank you.
Cheers.
What would he have had on a regular basis? Did someone spike his Costa Rican? No.
Can you see any sugar? We are looking for white crystals after all.
No.
Does he eat in college? Usually, but if it's kitchen staff or a college waiter, they'd have to be very clever with all those people around.
'Hey, I'm not here right now so why not leave a message?' 'Hello, Don, this is Leon Suskin.
Just wanted to have a word with you about something.
I'm not in Oxford at the moment but perhaps we could meet tomorrow night at the Portobello Club between 10:00 and 11:00?' I'll let his office know that Voss will still be in hospital.
Has he been ill at all the last month? Food poisoning once.
Well, that's what he thought at the time.
He gave me his coffee.
I only had a few sips.
But the prawns are innocent.
I guess what we're asking, Eileen, is if you've noticed anyone from Dr Voss's study group acting strangely around his coffee? Putting something in it? Like arsenic? It's halfway round Oxford by now.
Students are worse gossips than anyone.
How difficult would it be without being spotted? I don't watch what they do once I've served them.
And the table is always covered with books and things.
You never saw any of his group fetching his coffee themselves? I always serve it.
It wouldn't be one of the boys though, would it? Poison is a woman's weapon.
Is it? I love the old ways best.
The simple way of poison.
Where we, too, are as strong as men.
One of the Greek tragedies? Right.
Medea.
I played her once at drama school.
Look at me now.
Even if we could establish a motive it couldn't have been Elmo cos he wasn't there when he had the coffee.
What about Zoe Suskin? What? Why? Well, it's not normal, is it, being that clever? It's not average.
There's nothing at all to suggest she had anything to do with it.
Why was she at the hospital? She was his only student there.
Maybe she cares about him.
We don't know for sure that it was the coffee that gave you the funny turn rather than the prawns.
It was definitely the coffee.
Gut feeling? You've been sleeping in the knife box again, sir.
Knife box, don't remind me.
It's not an anagram, is it? Ex ink fob? If knob ex? Can you pee on demand, Sergeant? I beg your pardon? We need a urine sample.
It's time you were tested for arsenic.
Taxi.
Change of plan.
Rickman Road.
Suskin Press.
What do you want? My first wife died before we could have children.
But Judith gave me Zoe.
And what a gift.
What a joy.
I had hoped for more, perhaps a son.
But .
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now I've lost two wives, because .
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when you discover that a woman is not what you think she is But Liam Cullen denies even having an affair with Judith.
I just don't want to talk about this.
Well, I do, Mr Suskin.
Because your assault on Mr Cullen suggests to me that you could have difficulty controlling your temper.
Just supposing that on occasion I do Then I'd have to wonder if you were capable of extreme violence if pushed.
Especially if you feel betrayed.
You threatened to kill Cullen.
You still think that I killed Andrea.
Was she blackmailing you? I've already told you, no.
You've already told us that you were here alone working at the time she was killed.
Are you in a position to contradict that? Are you in a position to confirm it? No.
Oh, I meant to ask him if they'd published anything on early Irish history.
I was reading Elmo's essay last night and he refers to a tenth-century Irish prince called Scian Bosca.
Brian Boru I've heard of and Mathgamain, but Haven't we all? This treacherous Bosca, I don't know anything about him.
You see, you don't know everything, do you? Is it relevant? I don't know.
Should it be? Yes.
Why? Because just sometimes, James, do you never think you could be too clever for your own good? You jumped down my throat when I mentioned Zoe Suskin.
That's pure speculation.
It's a detective's job to speculate.
And just because Zoe Suskin is nearly as clever as you is no reason to rule her out of anything! Argh! He was stabbed.
No weapon has been found as yet but we've got shoe prints over here.
Laura.
Ah, Robbie.
First look, I'd say death between Multiple wounds, it's a bit messy, so I can't yet identify the type of weapon.
Except to say that it was small.
He still had his wallet, cards and cash.
Oh, while I think, Elmo's toxicology showed LSD? I thought LSD was undetectable.
Well, it is usually.
I'll call the lab and get back to you.
Sir, over here.
What have you got? This is the best one.
It's big.
It's more like a boot than a shoe.
Thanks.
In the phone message that he left for Voss, Leon said he'd be at the Portobello Club between 10:00 and 11:00, so they could meet.
I told Suskin's office that Voss was still in hospital, but if he didn't get the message, then he'd have waited till 11:00, then started walking home.
There's got to be some connection between this and Andrea de Ritter's murder.
Sorry to bother you at a time like this, but we need to ask you a few questions about your relationship with your husband.
Do you mind me asking how you got the bruise? Um.
I I slipped this morning when I was putting out the bird food.
I'd like to talk to Zoe, if that's OK? Yes.
I'm very sorry, but I have to ask you about this.
We don't think it was ever sent but it's from Andrea de Ritter to your husband.
"Your marriage is a sham, Leon.
You're living a lie, darling.
That knowledge is worth a lot.
" I don't know what that means.
It could mean that Leon and Andrea were having an affair.
That's laughable.
Our marriage was fine.
Absolutely fine, thank you.
I'm really sorry about your dad.
Why should I believe you? You're a liar.
You told me Don's chances were 70-30 and the doctor had already told me he didn't know.
That's what they told me, too, but sometimes you lie for the best of reasons Did your dad hit your mum yesterday? She slipped in the garden this morning.
Is that true? Sometimes you lie for the best of reasons.
Don't grow up angry, Zoe.
It takes so much effort to find your place in the world when you're angry.
Believe me.
It's not a wound shape I recognise.
Blade could be curved, possibly serrated.
I'll have to narrow it down a bit.
Oh, and we missed something in his back pocket.
I'll send it over.
The Suskin Press.
Wasn't a happy marriage though, was it? If every unhappy wife knifed her husband Only speculating.
Grace Orde's book.
Signed.
Here's a note.
"Who killed Mary? Chapter 8.
Darling.
" That is Andrea de Ritter's handwriting, I think.
She called everyone "darling" Suskin said.
Carly.
Do you know when this came? Er about 5:00.
Monday.
Just after Mr Suskin left.
What was Grace Orde doing here next day? I don't know.
#It was very short notice.
Are you sure it was London Mr Suskin went to on Wednesday? Yes.
Not Belfast? Belfast, no.
OK, thanks.
What? E- mail confirmation of a return ticket to Belfast and a hotel.
What is this? Chapter eight "Northern Ireland And The Troubles.
" There are some photos ripped out here.
You've got some reading to do.
Have a look in your copy.
See what those missing photos are.
I'm going to see Liam Cullen.
Leon Suskin was attacked last night.
What? Is he all right? He's dead.
Are you quite sure it was Judith Suskin the two of you were fighting over? Not Andrea de Ritter? Yeah.
Only it occurs to me that Andrea could have been two-timing both of you with each other.
That would have made you very angry with her and with him.
Wouldn't it? It would.
But it didn't happen.
Have you got any sort of connection with Belfast? Why? Have you or haven't you? It wouldn't take us long to find out.
Between '84 and '87, I worked for a law firm, Peters and McNally, as a solicitor's clerk.
So what? Why did you leave Belfast? Because I thought I might make my fortune over here.
So far so good.
What time was Leon killed? Just after 11:00.
I was here till 2:00.
Ask the staff.
Does the word "knifebox" mean anything to you? Yeah.
It's a box you put knives into.
What? Where are these staff that were here with you? Through here.
You should come in when we've a band on.
It's a good craic.
Yeah, the staff confirm his alibi, but run a background check on him, will you? 'See if he was up to anything when he worked in Belfast.
He didn't want me to know at first.
' How are you getting on? I spoke to Leon's hotel in Belfast, and they ordered a taxi to take him to Queen's University.
Queen's said he wanted to take a look at old yearbooks but the archivist is not there so she'll call me back.
What about this chapter eight and the missing page? 'Picture of a young girl.
' Hobson sent me over what she found in Suskin's pocket.
Another picture, same girl.
Zoe, you should be at home.
Dad's dead.
And there's nothing I can do for him.
Don's ill.
Zoe, go.
I told her, but she wouldn't.
I'm very sorry for your loss, Mrs Suskin.
Thank you.
I I know this isn't the moment, but I must say, I think it's completely inappropriate that a tutor should give any student jewellery, let alone a 15-year-old.
Mum! Zoe, go.
Chapter eight covers Grace's career in Northern Ireland when she ran double agents inside the IRA.
The girl is Mary Keane.
She was born in England to Irish parents and went on to study politics at Queen's University, Belfast, in She was a Republican sympathiser who became the girlfriend of a prominent IRA commander.
And the boyfriend was Grace Orde's number-one enemy, because he was the IRA's top man at interrogating, IE torturing informers.
Did she give his name? No.
The nasty bit is that there was a power struggle going on in the Belfast IRA at the time and because Mary was English born she was accused of being an informant by her boyfriend's rival.
So he is given a choice.
He's to interrogate and execute her or they're gonna do it for him.
And so he does.
He sacrifices her for the cause and his place in it.
Who killed Mary? Why would Andrea de Ritter send this to Leon Suskin? Someone's tried to clear her search history and not done a good job.
Andrea had been trying to dig up stuff on Mary Keane.
Elmo said to Zoe, "It's all going wrong.
" Maybe they were both digging up secrets, Andrea and Elmo.
I mean, he was kicked out of that talk for shouting at Grace Orde.
Or maybe the acid was just kicking in.
Hathaway, yeah.
Thanks for calling.
Archivist, Queen's.
'Your Mr Suskin's run off with our copy of the yearbook for 1987.
' Look, I need to get hold of a photo from that yearbook, a politics student, Mary Keane.
'Can you tell me what it's in connection with?' Murder inquiry.
So anything you can do 'I'll see if I can sniff out another copy somewhere and fax you the picture.
' That's kind, thank you.
Bye.
Mary Keane would be what, 20? Sir.
Outside the Portobello Club.
Leon Suskin arrives on the dot at 10:00.
Ten seconds later, a motorbike pulls up and waits until he leaves.
It's too dark to get the reg or to ID the rider.
Suskin leaves at 11:00.
The bike pulls out.
It's following him.
Yeah, it's following him.
Thanks, Madge.
Is Grace Order in MI5 again? I thought she'd retired.
Do ex-heads of MI5 ever retire? Dunno.
Your guess is as good as mine.
Is it? It was an approach.
I knew I shouldn't have mentioned it.
If we're up against the secret state, they don't fight fair.
What, actually in the antenatal class? Never! Hang on a minute, love.
Just thought I'd let you know about Elmo and the toxicology report.
Is it very complicated? I can make it not so.
The lab detected LSD because it was a brain burner of a dose.
Absolutely massive.
If he hadn't jumped he'd have been psychotic for the rest of his life.
Could he have taken that amount by accident? It's possible, but if anybody had a motive to destroy his mind, I'd assume the worst.
Yeah, I'm still her, love.
It's our Lyn.
Give her my love.
Yeah Sorry, love? I'll go.
No.
Laura.
No, no, no, just work.
Uh-hmm.
And how's the morning sickness? Why did you meet with Leon Suskin? Publishers and authors have meetings.
We think he wanted to know about a murdered student called Mary Keane.
As did As did a woman called Andrea de Ritter who was also murdered.
And her boyfriend was drugged and fell to his death the next day.
How thorough you are.
Why would all these people be interested in a victim of the Troubles from 20 years ago? Leon tore her picture out of your book and flew straight to Belfast.
Really? Yeah.
You had a book signing in Oxford on Monday.
By Thursday, three people I can directly link to your book have died, and a man with links to all three of them is poisoned.
Oh, dear.
I shall have to think twice about writing a sequel.
What are you doing? Is this your driver's? Yes.
You've only just missed him.
I sent him for some groceries in the car when he arrived.
Do you know where he was Thursday night? At home in Oxford, I imagine.
Thanks.
In your book, you say Mary Keane was murdered by an IRA commander.
It was ghastly.
The girl was innocent of what she was accused of.
She was a loyal, if naive, Republican.
What was her killer's name? He had a family who are still alive.
They deserve to be left in peace.
He's dead, then? I knew you were bright the first time I saw you.
You should look for more mundane reasons for your murders.
It's usually sex or money, isn't it? The bike's engine is stone cold.
He hadn't just arrived.
Overnight, then.
I'll see what CCTV footage we've got of Suskin the day he was killed.
Outside his office, the station when he got back.
See if that bike shows up.
I knew you were bright the first time I saw you, too.
Hathaway.
Thanks.
The Belfast law firm where Cullen worked acted for suspected IRA members.
One of the partners was even convicted for harbouring an IRA gunman.
Shall we bring Cullen in for questioning? The Chief Constable, please.
Dame Grace Orde.
Do you have any idea how you could have been poisoned? I'd go for someone in the history faculty.
I'm hated by the social historiographers.
This is serious.
Leon Suskin was murdered while you were in hospital.
Yeah, I know.
Zoe told me.
She came to see you rather than being with her mother? Yeah.
I mean, her mother wasn't very happy about it.
I'm investigating the possibility of a connection between Suskin's killing and the attempt on your life.
Like what? I only knew Leon through Zoe.
Might be an idea to have protection.
A cop on the landing? I can look after myself.
I've had to, some of the neighbourhoods I've lived in.
It's your choice.
Grace Orde has the ear of the Chief Constable.
I don't care what bits of him she's got, ma'am.
There's CCTV of her driver watching Leon Suskin leaves Oxford Station and he's ex-Special Branch.
Tread carefully, then.
I'd really like your support in this, ma'am.
And you have it, within bounds.
That's all.
Oh, and Hathaway has tested positive.
Sorry? For arsenic.
Sir, could you take a look at this? No comment.
Mrs Norman Eileen we found arsenic in your handbag.
Do you understand how serious this is? No comment.
I'm showing the suspect a newspaper cutting which was found in her possession.
This is the man we believe you to have been poisoning, Donald Voss.
Is that why you came to Oxford two months ago to track him down? Why have you got a picture of him? No further comment.
Interview suspended until I find out who you really are, Eileen.
Your previous employers, the Belfast law firm, they did a lot of work for the Republican cause.
Somebody has to defend the boys.
It's not over yet, you know.
Were you ever in the IRA, Liam? No comment.
On another matter, are you having an affair with Judith Suskin? Judith Suskin is a friend.
What about the texts you sent her? Flirtation.
Sometimes they say no, when they mean yes.
"They" being women? She had a black eye for those texts.
I got a torn shirt.
Have you ever heard of a tenth-century Irish prince called Scian Bosca? A prince? "Scian" is the Gaelic for "knife".
"Bosca?" Box? Even the way you say it.
Idiot.
'Any ideas on the Suskin murder weapon yet?' There's quite a selection.
It's taken a little while but I think I'm there.
Just find somebody who likes cheese.
Thanks.
Why Cullen left Belfast.
No, I'll go.
They're still digging on Eileen Norman.
How long have we got her for? Plenty of time yet.
You're bailed, Mr Cullen.
About time.
Why? Because I've got better things to do just now than concern myself with a common or garden, hopefully harmless stalker.
You've been stalking Judith Suskin.
Stalking? It was just flirtation.
Like it was with the secretary in your Belfast law firm whose father turned out to be one of the boys.
Which is why you got out of Belfast so quick.
You'd have faced some very rough justice indeed.
Well, when you're not so busy, you're welcome for a drink at the Fiddler's.
On the house.
Eileen Norman's maiden name is Keane.
She's Mary's aunt.
Eh? Eileen Norman is Mary Keane's aunt? Well, then her poisoning Voss only makes any sort of sense if she's avenging Mary's murder and if Voss is the IRA man who killed her.
No, Grace Orde said he was dead.
No, no, no.
When you assumed that, she just said, "I knew you were bright.
" But then why would he kill Leon? Voss would have killed him if Leon had discovered his true identity.
How did Voss get out of the hospital, kill Leon and get back in, without anyone knowing? In his state.
Maybe he was pretending to recover more slowly than he actually was.
First things first.
Let's find out if we're right about Voss.
Jean Innocent has come up trumps, so this time I won't be fobbed off by Amazing Grace.
You see if Voss could have left the hospital.
I want to know the name of Mary Keane's killer! It's an official secret.
And you have an unofficial secret.
I beg your pardon? My superintendent has contacts.
Your husband spends the week at the London house while you play Mrs Tiggy-Winkle out here.
Leave, Inspector, now! No.
Your driver, Ronald Marsden of 71 Charter Court, Oxford, spends most week nights here.
Not only that, but I have a boot print that places him within spitting distance of where Leon Suskin was murdered.
He was too late.
Suskin was already dead.
You say! I don't want to put your private life in the spotlight, or drag your Ronnie into a murder inquiry, but if I have to, I have to.
Now, who killed Mary Keane? Here's Donald Voss's care record.
Afternoon, wakefulness, some improvement.
Nil by mouth.
Later ordered a glass of milk and a cheese platter.
That was for his visitor, Zoe.
Conlan Doheny was a brilliant student from a working-class Republican background in Londonderry.
He joined the IRA and rose to the top.
He had personally exposed and executed three of our people.
So when we learned that he'd fallen in a big way for Mary Keane, we made her our unwilling recruit.
How? Pressures were applied.
Especially to the Irish side of her family.
And she brought Conlan to us.
So we now had our own man on the inside responsible for interrogating and executing informers.
Except now, of course, it was loyal IRA men getting the bullet instead.
Of course.
Why would he do it? For love of the first woman he ever lost his heart to? But after two years, he fell under suspicion and we had to get him out.
Complete with a false identity.
Donald Voss.
Even after he'd killed Mary? We got her out, too.
The killing was staged.
Mary Keane is still alive.
Donald Voss is Conlan Doheny.
Codename Knifebox.
How would Elmo know that? "I heard two lovers late at night talking of love and death and life.
" He overheard something.
And he tells Andrea and she sees an opportunity for blackmail.
And Elmo couldn't resist putting Scian Bosca into his essay just to wind Voss up.
'It got him killed as well as Andrea.
' But overheard who? 'Voss and Mary? Who's Mary?' Keep up, you're the bright kid.
Picture from Belfast.
I'm on my way.
But why France? It'll do us good to get away for a couple of days.
Who was that text from? Go to your room now and make sure that you've got everything.
And take that off.
Why? Don't argue.
Oh, we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green With our helmets glistening in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the Why didn't you answer my text? Zoe, stay upstairs! How could you have killed my husband? It was you who told me he'd worked it all out and given you a walloping.
He's the father of my child.
Why did you give it to her? It was the closest I could get to you.
The one little bit of Mary Keane I kept with me all these years.
The one little bit of you.
I've got two passports.
We can start all over again.
Is that why you came to Oxford? It was fate.
You can't run from fate.
They were other lives.
They've gone now.
I'm not coming back to you.
Oh, Mary, Mary, my love.
Yes, you are.
She's in the garden with Don.
He's got a gun.
Stay there! Will you not fly away with me? I love you! We're different people now.
I gave up everything for you.
I betrayed a cause I believed in.
I left my country, my friends, my family.
So come with me.
No! So I'll do now what I was meant to do back then.
Only this time, you first.
Then me.
Queen's University.
Belfast.
Class of 1986.
Leon recognised you both.
Will you look at us, Mary? There's me fancying myself as Che Guevara.
And you heartbreakingly perfect.
Where did Leon get the photo of you as a child, Mary? The one he compared to the photo in Grace Orde's book? Leon he found it when we first met.
It was my only little bit of Mary.
You slipped Elmo the LSD when he came to discuss his essay.
Shut up.
You're more like a captain than a sergeant.
Captain Hathaway! Royal Regiment of Toffee-Nosed English Prats! If he's a captain, I'm an NCO! I'm no toffee-nosed prat, Conlan.
So now there's two of us.
And that's just for starters.
Give me the gun.
My darling boy.
I love you, Mary.
We've got Conlan Doheny, Eileen.
My way would have been better.
He killed my niece, my Mary.
But he still lives.
Mary was like a daughter to me.
Mary? You're rubbish.
I told you, I was never as clever as you.
That's advanced science.
Erica Penlan.
I'll look into it.
Thank you.
Listen, sorry about last night.
But if you're free now James and me will be doing something.
I've got a better idea.
Come over next Friday.
What, to your place? No, I was thinking more the mortuary.
I'll cook.
I'll bring a bottle.
Of course the correct term for a codename is a cryptonym.
Who told you that? MI5? Zoe.
Were you really talent spotted? What, by MI5? They even got me to sign something.
But I changed my mind.
How did you get away with it? I used invisible ink.
Drink, sir? Mine's a pint.
Shaken, not stirred.
.
although the device was later discovered to be harmless, police praised the vigilance of those who reported it, and urged the public to continue to bring to their attention any suspicious, unattended packages.
Speaking at Scotland Yard late last night, the Metropolitan Police Commissioner expressed his regret for any disruption caused by the incident, but emphasised that public safety was paramount.
The Home Secretary in a statement said that for the foreseeable future the threat level would remain at substantial.
' Zoe, I know you're only 15, but if you got up a bit earlier then you could practise your clarinet and we could all have breakfast together.
See you later tonight.
Wear something nice.
I always do, Leon.
Good morning, Ronnie.
Good morning, madam.
Traffic's good.
Thank you.
Oxford by 9:00, sir, so I can drop you right outside the station.
And will we see you next weekend? No.
What are you wearing tonight to collect your award? Who's that? Oh, er just the dentist.
A reminder for the hygienist tomorrow.
She's changed her day.
Yeah.
Bye.
Please, before you say anything, I didn't marry a stupid man, whatever his faults, and if you keep on contacting me, he's bound to find out.
Hey, Elmo.
Hey, Elmo.
Are you going tonight? Why? All the others are.
I'll see how I feel.
And a living nation who's waiting to spring from the graves of patriots.
But the Irish Republican Brotherhood has been infiltrated and certain members intimidated or bribed by those masters of duplicity the British Secret Service.
Would you ever write your memoirs? Only if I could write the shocking truth about you.
Go on, then.
I'll wait.
It's James.
I had a whippet called Jimmy.
He was fit and lean.
And very, very fast.
I'm very, very much a James.
I imagine so.
Thank you.
I am so looking forward to reading this.
That's very kind.
Who's it for? Leon.
Success! Who's it for, then? Just me.
They approached me at Cambridge.
MI5 did.
Get away.
Nowadays they advertise.
Then you had to be discreetly talent spotted.
A shipload of guns for the rebellion has just gone to the bottom of Howth Harbour.
So why not call the whole thing off? Elmo? If you spent more time with your feet on the ground, Mr Woodeson Have you read my essay yet? Oh, yes.
Let's you and I have some quality one-to-one time tomorrow, shall we? My rooms at 9:00.
So why did the rebels go ahead? And walk straight into the superior firepower of the British? Well, the Irish soul is both pagan and Catholic.
It was Easter.
A blood sacrifice would resonate so even in defeat the Irish couldn't lose.
Good, Zoe.
Perfectly stated.
Yes? How do I look? Amazing.
Can I come over later? We'll see.
Go straight there, no acrobatics on the way, please.
In case I lose this? In case you hurt yourself, darling.
I- I need a drink first.
You can stay for one.
Sir, some white wine? Let me tell you this, Don.
When she's five years old, she wrote to the Chancellor of the Exchequer.
And she said, I'll vote for you if you make my pocket money tax deductible so that I could be rich and she could be happy.
And that is why at 15, she's doing Politics, Philosophy and Economics and I want you to keep her up to scratch.
Early days but it could be the other way round.
That's straight from the horse's mouth.
Go and find your mother.
Zoe, of course, would love to live in the college, but I want to keep an eye on her.
I apologise for the interruption.
Um, Daddy wants you.
Daddy can wait for a moment.
Thanks for coming.
I was actually just leaving.
I've got something to do.
Oh.
I'm really sorry.
Can I interest you in a little more? There you go.
Top you up, Mrs Suskin? No, I'm fine.
Some more? Here is my wonderful wife.
Let me introduce you.
Oh, I think we met at Fresher's Week.
How are you, Judith? I'm fine, thanks.
Oh, hello, darling.
Here she is.
Are you all right, darling? I'm Andrea de Ritter, founder of The Gifted Child.
Every year we award the Wilkie Scholarship to an outstandingly gifted young person accepted into higher education.
And this year it's Oxford University and Zoe Suskin.
Congratulations, well done.
Smile for the cameras.
This way, Zoe.
Just one more.
Smile.
Andrea.
What do you want? You did do it? Yeah.
Suppose he calls the police? It's too late to worry about that.
So can I come over? Not tonight, darling.
You said.
Don't be childish.
I said, we'll see.
I'm tired, and you're drunk.
You said! Are you OK? You were hitting the wine pretty hard.
What do you want? Do you need a hand, son? No, no, no.
No, nothing.
Come in.
And do let's try and talk about this like grown-ups, shall we, darling? Let's try not to be angry.
Sir.
Andrea de Ritter.
She lived alone.
She's downstairs.
Who's that? Liam Cullen, friend.
He found her this morning about 9:00.
He had a spare key.
Do we know when she died? Hobson is still taking a look, but I know who killed her.
Albert Einstein.
Single blow to the back of the head.
With that.
I presume the bleach is to get rid of the DNA? You're learning.
You used to think DNA meant "Don't Know Anything".
Better than thinking CID stands for "Coppers In Disguise".
If I may, there's a dust ring on a plinth up there which would fit Albert.
Yes, it was thrown down on her behind to keep splatter off the killer.
And then he or she cleaned it up.
Timing? Can't do better than, say, four hours after 9:30 last night.
Right.
The Gifted Child.
Don't speak about Sergeant Hathaway like that.
You'll give him a big head.
Bye.
Letters seem to be from some chap called Elmo.
I haven't had a proper look but it could be a boyfriend.
That's the only thing out of place as far as I can see, other than Mr Einstein.
Fill me in on this Liam Cullen.
Then have a closer look at these letters.
OK.
I'm Detective Inspector Lewis, Mr Cullen.
I'm sorry about this.
Andrea was a good friend.
We were good friends.
And you came here this morning to pick up a cheque from her.
I run a catering sideline from my pub The Fiddler's Hearth.
Last night we did an event for Gifted Child at the Natural History Museum.
When I called this morning the lights were still on.
When I got no answer I went home for a spare set of keys.
I just live two minutes away.
Did Andrea have a boyfriend? No.
No, no, she'd have told me.
How close were you? Well, about five years ago .
.
we had a little fling.
We stayed friends.
Did Andrea know an Elmo? Elmo Woodeson.
Yeah, he's a student at Saville College.
He comes into the pub.
What? I saw Elmo last night on my way back from the museum.
He'd had a skinful.
Do you think he and Andrea could have had a relationship? No.
No.
No.
She did tell me once that he fancied her.
You know, had a bit of a crush.
But He was a kid.
She was a woman.
You look rough.
At least you're here.
Come in.
Got any Paracetamol? Have you read the letters yet? Cullen says Elmo had a crush on her.
It was reciprocated.
It was more than a crush.
Are you blushing? Yeah.
All right, thanks.
Nothing known on Elmo Woodeson.
Should be in his politics tutorial now.
No, not in the college.
It's being held by Donald Voss.
He's one of those, according to the porter.
One of what? He holds his tutorials by the river bank or in his favourite coffee shop which is where he is now.
Gifted children use long words, enjoy problem solving, are very sensitive emotionally, and are often prone to deny the obvious.
Remind you of anyone? No.
Actually, I made the last bit up.
A definition of politics? Battle of interests masquerading as a contest of principles.
That's not original, by the way.
But then I'm allowed to plagiarise.
You most definitely are not.
Doctor Voss? Yes.
Sorry to interrupt.
Which one of you is Elmo Woodeson? Elmo's not here.
Er Isn't he meant to be? Meant to be.
Said he was coming, when I saw him, but that's Elmo, unreliable and unpredictable.
When was this? Today.
He came by earlier to discuss an essay.
Could we have a word? Sure.
Elmo's not here.
This is Detective Sergeant Hathaway.
Dr Voss.
I really need a coffee, sir.
Can I get you one? No.
You go on.
I recognise a fellow caffeine addict when I see one.
I haven't touched it.
Thanks.
So why do you want Elmo? We're investigating a murder.
Andrea de Ritter.
Andrea? You're kidding.
I'm afraid not.
Wow.
I saw her only yesterday.
She was found dead at home.
We think she was killed last night.
By Elmo? We just want to talk to him for the moment.
How did he seem this morning? Outrageously hungover.
How long have you known him? Since term started.
It's his first year.
Mine, too.
I relocated from Cambridge.
Oh, which college? Harvard.
Cambridge, Massachusetts.
If Elmo shows up, could you ask him to call? Sure.
She looks young.
Zoe? Yeah, she's not even 16.
She's one of Andrea's so-called "gifted kids".
So-called? Well, is it such a gift? Being identified as "special" at an early age isn't always conducive to developing a rounded personality.
Isn't that rather a lazy assumption? If you say so.
Andrea just call me please.
Elmo.
Police officers.
Your scout told us where to find you.
You missed your tutorial.
Is that a crime? No-one's told me.
When did you last see Andrea de Ritter? Last night at the museum.
There was a presentation.
Why? I'm afraid she's dead.
Killed? Why do you say that? Because you're the police.
She was murdered.
You and Miss de Ritter had a sexual relationship? Yeah, but but not a Not what? About last night, she wouldn't let me come back with her.
Were you angry with her? I was angry at myself.
I should have protected her.
From what, Elmo? If you know any reason why anybody would want to hurt her, you'd better say.
I don't.
And I've got a tutorial.
All right.
But we're gonna want to see you again.
So don't go walkabout.
He's scared of something.
Andrea de Ritter was founder of the Gifted Child organisation which gives advice to parents with clever kids, mainly through a website, but it was in the red and going down fast.
Bank had blocked her credit cards until she cleared her overdraft.
She was still spending though.
What about that do last night? Well, here's your photo.
"Presenting the Wilkie Scholarship on behalf of the Gifted Child organisation.
" Here, that's the girl who was in Voss's tutorial.
The scholarship is funded by an independent charitable foundation.
It's kind of prestigious, not valuable.
Andrea still had to fund her lifestyle though.
A house like that.
Certainly wasn't pulling in the purse strings.
No, because she had her own company Gifted Child Books which paid her a healthy salary, but published nothing.
So who's backing Gifted Child Books? Which is which? That's all they had so take your pick.
I'll take the cheese.
I'm not risking prawn.
You surprise me, sir.
I had you down as a prawn cocktail man.
Too sophisticated for me.
I was talking less about your taste and more about your era.
Thanks.
Anyway, they're in again, prawn cocktails.
Retro.
Unless they're back out again by now.
Thought you came down a bit hard on Voss about gifted kids.
Possibly.
Gifted Child Books "A proposed series of essential books in association with the Suskin Press.
" Suskin? Mmm.
"Zoe Suskin, 15, accepting this year's Wilkie scholarship.
" Suskin Press, chief executive, Leon Suskin.
When our democratic freedoms need defending, then ethical considerations must sometimes take a back seat.
But it's those same freedoms that have allowed me to write the truth.
The title of your book is too long.
Like a slithering snake.
Lies And Secrets.
It's slitheringly long.
Have you read it? Every slithery word.
It should just be called Lies.
Because nothing is secret from me.
All right, on your way.
Lies! Lies! Lies! Slithering lies! Lies! Zoe! Zoe.
Aren't you meant to be at a lecture? Philosophy.
Ages yet.
How was the hygienist? Fine.
Gold star for healthy gums.
Do you want a cup of coffee or something? No, thanks.
I think I'll get there early, just in case.
Off you go, then.
Love you.
Out of the way! Argh! Elmo.
Sorry.
Are you OK? This wasn't meant to happen.
Oh, no, I It's all going wrong.
I'm pleased you enjoyed my "Lies" and my "Secrets".
No, I did, I think it was wonderful.
I'm just kicking myself that I didn't snap it up for the Suskin Press.
I'm flattered.
No, Egan & Rogers have done a good job for them, but as I understand it, they haven't had the sense to take up an option on the next book.
I'm not sure I have another book in me, Mr Suskin.
That's always the risk with first-time authors.
You win some, you lose some, but with me, you'd win.
Or with Suskin, irrespective, because you would receive a considerable and non-returnable advance on signature.
Go on.
Gripping as Lies And Secrets is, I was just wondering whether we could entice you to stick your neck out a little bit more in the next book.
Is there something specific you want to know? Yes.
This arrived yesterday.
And you've signed it.
Yeah, this was inside.
You've read that chapter? Yes, but certain bits of that chapter are a little vague.
Some secrets stay secret.
I made that clear in my Q&A session this morning.
Were you still there for that? A rather unpleasant man was ejected.
You noticed me? It was my job for 40 years.
Noticing people.
Oh, they're finished.
Oh, hello again James.
Dame Grace.
You look very stern today.
Goodbye, Mr Suskin.
Goodbye.
Sorry, who are you? I believe you knew Andrea de Ritter.
Knew? So was it a break-in or a robbery or what? Early days yet, Mr Suskin.
Andrea's joint publishing venture with the Suskin Press Gifted Child Books Yes, what about it? It just seems rather a one-sided deal, taking a lot of money from Suskin without producing very much.
Andrea was having problems with her authors, she told me all about that.
There weren't any authors.
They weren't even paid or contracted.
I left all that to her.
Why did you give so much money to somebody who'd never produced a book before? Because I knew the level of support her organisation gave to gifted kids and their parents.
My daughter is one such.
She's just won the Wilkie Scholarship for this year and that makes us very proud.
Don't you think Andrea de Ritter should have declared an interest? It's her final decision as to who wins the scholarship.
I can see you're a policeman with strong view on the ethics of publishing, but what the hell has this got to do with her murder? Where were you last night after, say, 9:30? Me? Well, if you must know, once I'd seen Zoe collect her scholarship, I came back here to work.
Was there anyone here who can confirm that? No.
We found a letter on Andrea's computer that she'd started writing to you.
"Your marriage is a sham, Leon, and you're living a lie, darling.
That knowledge is worth a lot.
" What knowledge? Was she blackmailing you? No.
I never received anything like this.
Was the relationship strictly business? Yes, it was.
She called everyone "darling".
My wife, my daughter and my faith are the three most important things in my life and I would never risk those for anything.
That's it for now, Mr Suskin.
See, they can see out, but I can't see in.
I hate not knowing things, don't you? No alibi.
I think Andrea was gearing up for blackmail, even if hadn't finished the letter.
He was rattled.
Argh! Older woman has affair with unstable student.
Andrea dumps him.
He kills her, then he kills himself.
Witnesses? Not yet.
But there wouldn't be unless you happened to be looking up.
Something's not right.
The body wasn't quite where you'd expect it to be if he'd jumped off.
Too far out and over.
Do you think he was pushed? Difficult.
Killer would have had to get him up on the parapet.
What if he was up here already if he was being chased? Don't tell me you've got vertigo.
Acrophobia is a fear of heights.
Vertigo is balance problems.
Is that what you've got? No, I've got prawns! I never risk them myself.
Tasty enough at the time but not worth the worry.
Are you gonna be sick? No.
I need to go to the loo quickly.
How quick do you reckon you can take them stairs? I'll see you down there! No-one's ever died before.
That I know, I mean.
Not that I really knew Elmo.
He wasn't easy.
Real adults like you .
.
aren't problematical for me mostly.
It's my slightly older peers like Elmo that present a challenge.
What did you like about him? Well, obviously, he was good-looking.
Attractive.
Why did he do it? Who knows? I haven't cried yet.
Sometimes you cry when you least expect it.
Sometimes you think you're crying for one thing and really it's about something else.
I never cry.
My dad used to tease me if I did.
I think Mum's having an affair.
I can't really help.
You know, whatever they get wrong, your mom and dad seem to be pretty solid support.
It's great that you're here.
Hey, this was kicking around.
I cleaned it up.
It's an owl.
For wisdom.
The sacred creature of Minerva, the Roman goddess.
Or Athena, the Greek version.
I know.
You would.
Would you like it? Thanks, Don.
What are you looking for? Memories.
Anything special? I'll tell you when I'm ready.
Fine.
Dinner? When you're ready.
Parkour.
Or free running.
You negotiate objects in your way by jumping up and off them or leaping and climbing over them.
Like an obstacle race? Except that there's no racing.
It's sort of urban cool.
So Elmo's fall could have been just a leap that went wrong? Ambitious one, if it was.
What about this "knifebox" that he chalked all over his hidey hole? Could that be the name of a band? Not that I've heard of.
But you're getting on a bit now.
Would this do as a suicide note? "I heard two lovers late at night, talking of love and death and life.
" It's Elmo and Andrea.
He'd have to have been listening to himself.
Poetic licence.
Andrea's murder doesn't seem like a crime of passion to me.
Too neat and tidy.
Not like a spontaneous explosion of anger from a screwed-up 18-year-old.
His letters were all over the place.
Anyone could have done that.
Sometimes you couldn't believe that this is England's second-best university.
Speaking objectively? Of course.
It's a politics essay for Donald Voss.
Not up to scratch? It's his comments.
"You promise so much and deliver worse than nothing.
" Maybe he deserved it? No, that's schoolmaster stuff.
Can I just have a look at that properly? OK.
My gran always used to say, "You're sharp.
Been sleeping in the knife box?" She could have been talking about you.
Not the way I feel.
Yeah, OK, pack it in for today.
I'll finish up here.
Nil by mouth.
And keep a bottle by the bed.
Thanks for the advice.
Right.
See you tomorrow.
Be good, work hard.
Don't forget the Morrisons are coming for dinner.
Put them off.
Why? Why? Because I'll be too tired, that's why! See you tomorrow! Here.
Let me help.
Oh.
That's new.
Don gave it to me.
Your your tutor.
Yeah.
Wasn't that nice of him? Lovely.
What's the essay? The Art of Negotiation and the Anglo-Irish Treaty.
OK, now, don't tell me, Lloyd George and de Valera? Austin Chamberlain, Michael Collins.
Trust me to get it wrong.
I never was as clever as you.
That doesn't matter, Mum.
Honest.
He shouldn't shout at you like that.
No.
Can we call in at that Irish pub, the Fiddler's? Stay away from Judith! "Like your hair.
Seeing you tonight.
Kiss kiss.
" For the love of God, please stop.
To think she'd betray me with a man like you? She isn't, I promise.
I swear to God there is nothing going on.
Shut up! You are lucky I've got bigger fish to fry than a sprat like you.
I've got a train to catch.
I have called police.
There's no need, there's no need.
Next time you're dead! And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green With their helmets glistening in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash To the echo of a Thompson gun Thank you, fans.
I don't have a great voice but you don't need one to sing rebel songs.
That is why you'll hear them at closing time in many an Irish pub.
You find in these songs a comradeship which is the key to understanding both the Easter Rising and the political complexity of the War of Independence.
Which three years Don, are you OK? Zoe, call for help, will you? Leon Suskin, please.
When will he be back? Do you know by which train? Yes, his voicemail, please.
Mr Suskin, Grace Orde.
May we speak again? On reflection, what you told me is rather worrying.
And sometimes things can get out of hand.
With attendant unpleasantness.
That's good.
Thank you.
Office worker across from where Elmo fell has just come forward.
Says he was definitely trying to jump the gap and she didn't see anyone else.
I've just found some "interesting" photos of Cullen taken by Andrea last month.
Are you blushing again? Or just getting your colour back? Ah, blushing, then.
This is work, I hope.
Yes, ma'am.
It is, ma'am.
That's a relief.
Donald Voss, remind me? Elmo Woodeson's tutor.
Also knew Andrea de Ritter.
The hospital has notified us that he's been admitted with arsenic poisoning.
He's been poisoned regularly.
Over at least a month.
His most recent dose would have been his tipping point.
Poisoned deliberately? Arsenic can get into all sorts of things.
Although these days in this country it is rare.
On the other hand, if I wanted to kill someone, which I don't, unless you consider the chairman of the health authority, I wouldn't use it.
Too easily detectable.
Will he live? I'm not God.
I'm aware of that, Doctor, but any port in a storm, try.
With arsenic, it's notoriously hard to predict.
He could pull through.
But his recovery could be quick or slow.
Excuse me.
A nation once again A nation once again And I Cullen! Yes.
Is that Karolina? How did you know that? She called 999 this morning when Leon Suskin was assaulting you.
By the time we attended, he'd gone and you sent us away.
What was that about? He got the wrong end of the stick.
Thought I was having an affair with his wife.
We were old friends by the end.
I even bought him a drink for the road.
What can I do for you? When we spoke before, you said you and Andrea de Ritter were just friends these days.
These are more than Happy Snaps.
And they were only taken last month.
Why did you lie? Because I thought Andrea was having a thing with Elmo.
Even though I said I didn't know.
I didn't want her to seem like a tart.
So what happened? Did you decide that she really was a tart and kill her? I adored her! The one doesn't rule the other out in my experience.
But if in doubt, pin it on Paddy, is that it? Wouldn't be the first time.
Well, it would for me, Mr Cullen.
Because I've never "pinned" anything on anyone.
OK? OK? If you say so.
And your music is too loud! Can I help you? Oh.
Excuse me.
Have you seen my daughter, Zoe? Will he be OK? Isn't bad, is it? I'd say it's better than not bad.
Tell me something.
Don't most gifted children study maths or computing or? Something where the answers are quantifiable? I wanted a broader approach to help me develop the emotional intelligence that some gifted kids lack.
It can get lonely.
Is that why you're a policeman? Because you're frightened by your own cleverness and of being lonely? I was never as clever as you.
You were, I can tell.
What makes you think you don't have to be clever to be a policeman? Sorry.
Did Elmo say anything to you when he saw you? He showed me the news about Andrea and said, it's all going wrong.
I don't know what he meant.
Why do you think he's dead? How would I know? I'm a child.
Here you are.
It's time to go.
This is my mother.
Sergeant James Hathaway, Mrs Suskin.
Hello.
It's an awful thing to have happened.
Do you know how it did? Not yet, no.
Bye.
Why would anyone poison Voss? There's nothing in his background.
He's British originally.
Where from? Swindon.
I went there once, it was closed.
Yeah.
Oh, that's interesting.
Er, thanks.
Toxicology on Elmo.
Traces of LSD.
I thought LSD was undetectable.
Apparently not.
If he was high on acid, maybe he thought he could fly? It's not murder, suicide or free running.
It's just sad.
Dr Voss's room is through here.
Thank you.
Cheers.
What would he have had on a regular basis? Did someone spike his Costa Rican? No.
Can you see any sugar? We are looking for white crystals after all.
No.
Does he eat in college? Usually, but if it's kitchen staff or a college waiter, they'd have to be very clever with all those people around.
'Hey, I'm not here right now so why not leave a message?' 'Hello, Don, this is Leon Suskin.
Just wanted to have a word with you about something.
I'm not in Oxford at the moment but perhaps we could meet tomorrow night at the Portobello Club between 10:00 and 11:00?' I'll let his office know that Voss will still be in hospital.
Has he been ill at all the last month? Food poisoning once.
Well, that's what he thought at the time.
He gave me his coffee.
I only had a few sips.
But the prawns are innocent.
I guess what we're asking, Eileen, is if you've noticed anyone from Dr Voss's study group acting strangely around his coffee? Putting something in it? Like arsenic? It's halfway round Oxford by now.
Students are worse gossips than anyone.
How difficult would it be without being spotted? I don't watch what they do once I've served them.
And the table is always covered with books and things.
You never saw any of his group fetching his coffee themselves? I always serve it.
It wouldn't be one of the boys though, would it? Poison is a woman's weapon.
Is it? I love the old ways best.
The simple way of poison.
Where we, too, are as strong as men.
One of the Greek tragedies? Right.
Medea.
I played her once at drama school.
Look at me now.
Even if we could establish a motive it couldn't have been Elmo cos he wasn't there when he had the coffee.
What about Zoe Suskin? What? Why? Well, it's not normal, is it, being that clever? It's not average.
There's nothing at all to suggest she had anything to do with it.
Why was she at the hospital? She was his only student there.
Maybe she cares about him.
We don't know for sure that it was the coffee that gave you the funny turn rather than the prawns.
It was definitely the coffee.
Gut feeling? You've been sleeping in the knife box again, sir.
Knife box, don't remind me.
It's not an anagram, is it? Ex ink fob? If knob ex? Can you pee on demand, Sergeant? I beg your pardon? We need a urine sample.
It's time you were tested for arsenic.
Taxi.
Change of plan.
Rickman Road.
Suskin Press.
What do you want? My first wife died before we could have children.
But Judith gave me Zoe.
And what a gift.
What a joy.
I had hoped for more, perhaps a son.
But .
.
now I've lost two wives, because .
.
when you discover that a woman is not what you think she is But Liam Cullen denies even having an affair with Judith.
I just don't want to talk about this.
Well, I do, Mr Suskin.
Because your assault on Mr Cullen suggests to me that you could have difficulty controlling your temper.
Just supposing that on occasion I do Then I'd have to wonder if you were capable of extreme violence if pushed.
Especially if you feel betrayed.
You threatened to kill Cullen.
You still think that I killed Andrea.
Was she blackmailing you? I've already told you, no.
You've already told us that you were here alone working at the time she was killed.
Are you in a position to contradict that? Are you in a position to confirm it? No.
Oh, I meant to ask him if they'd published anything on early Irish history.
I was reading Elmo's essay last night and he refers to a tenth-century Irish prince called Scian Bosca.
Brian Boru I've heard of and Mathgamain, but Haven't we all? This treacherous Bosca, I don't know anything about him.
You see, you don't know everything, do you? Is it relevant? I don't know.
Should it be? Yes.
Why? Because just sometimes, James, do you never think you could be too clever for your own good? You jumped down my throat when I mentioned Zoe Suskin.
That's pure speculation.
It's a detective's job to speculate.
And just because Zoe Suskin is nearly as clever as you is no reason to rule her out of anything! Argh! He was stabbed.
No weapon has been found as yet but we've got shoe prints over here.
Laura.
Ah, Robbie.
First look, I'd say death between Multiple wounds, it's a bit messy, so I can't yet identify the type of weapon.
Except to say that it was small.
He still had his wallet, cards and cash.
Oh, while I think, Elmo's toxicology showed LSD? I thought LSD was undetectable.
Well, it is usually.
I'll call the lab and get back to you.
Sir, over here.
What have you got? This is the best one.
It's big.
It's more like a boot than a shoe.
Thanks.
In the phone message that he left for Voss, Leon said he'd be at the Portobello Club between 10:00 and 11:00, so they could meet.
I told Suskin's office that Voss was still in hospital, but if he didn't get the message, then he'd have waited till 11:00, then started walking home.
There's got to be some connection between this and Andrea de Ritter's murder.
Sorry to bother you at a time like this, but we need to ask you a few questions about your relationship with your husband.
Do you mind me asking how you got the bruise? Um.
I I slipped this morning when I was putting out the bird food.
I'd like to talk to Zoe, if that's OK? Yes.
I'm very sorry, but I have to ask you about this.
We don't think it was ever sent but it's from Andrea de Ritter to your husband.
"Your marriage is a sham, Leon.
You're living a lie, darling.
That knowledge is worth a lot.
" I don't know what that means.
It could mean that Leon and Andrea were having an affair.
That's laughable.
Our marriage was fine.
Absolutely fine, thank you.
I'm really sorry about your dad.
Why should I believe you? You're a liar.
You told me Don's chances were 70-30 and the doctor had already told me he didn't know.
That's what they told me, too, but sometimes you lie for the best of reasons Did your dad hit your mum yesterday? She slipped in the garden this morning.
Is that true? Sometimes you lie for the best of reasons.
Don't grow up angry, Zoe.
It takes so much effort to find your place in the world when you're angry.
Believe me.
It's not a wound shape I recognise.
Blade could be curved, possibly serrated.
I'll have to narrow it down a bit.
Oh, and we missed something in his back pocket.
I'll send it over.
The Suskin Press.
Wasn't a happy marriage though, was it? If every unhappy wife knifed her husband Only speculating.
Grace Orde's book.
Signed.
Here's a note.
"Who killed Mary? Chapter 8.
Darling.
" That is Andrea de Ritter's handwriting, I think.
She called everyone "darling" Suskin said.
Carly.
Do you know when this came? Er about 5:00.
Monday.
Just after Mr Suskin left.
What was Grace Orde doing here next day? I don't know.
#It was very short notice.
Are you sure it was London Mr Suskin went to on Wednesday? Yes.
Not Belfast? Belfast, no.
OK, thanks.
What? E- mail confirmation of a return ticket to Belfast and a hotel.
What is this? Chapter eight "Northern Ireland And The Troubles.
" There are some photos ripped out here.
You've got some reading to do.
Have a look in your copy.
See what those missing photos are.
I'm going to see Liam Cullen.
Leon Suskin was attacked last night.
What? Is he all right? He's dead.
Are you quite sure it was Judith Suskin the two of you were fighting over? Not Andrea de Ritter? Yeah.
Only it occurs to me that Andrea could have been two-timing both of you with each other.
That would have made you very angry with her and with him.
Wouldn't it? It would.
But it didn't happen.
Have you got any sort of connection with Belfast? Why? Have you or haven't you? It wouldn't take us long to find out.
Between '84 and '87, I worked for a law firm, Peters and McNally, as a solicitor's clerk.
So what? Why did you leave Belfast? Because I thought I might make my fortune over here.
So far so good.
What time was Leon killed? Just after 11:00.
I was here till 2:00.
Ask the staff.
Does the word "knifebox" mean anything to you? Yeah.
It's a box you put knives into.
What? Where are these staff that were here with you? Through here.
You should come in when we've a band on.
It's a good craic.
Yeah, the staff confirm his alibi, but run a background check on him, will you? 'See if he was up to anything when he worked in Belfast.
He didn't want me to know at first.
' How are you getting on? I spoke to Leon's hotel in Belfast, and they ordered a taxi to take him to Queen's University.
Queen's said he wanted to take a look at old yearbooks but the archivist is not there so she'll call me back.
What about this chapter eight and the missing page? 'Picture of a young girl.
' Hobson sent me over what she found in Suskin's pocket.
Another picture, same girl.
Zoe, you should be at home.
Dad's dead.
And there's nothing I can do for him.
Don's ill.
Zoe, go.
I told her, but she wouldn't.
I'm very sorry for your loss, Mrs Suskin.
Thank you.
I I know this isn't the moment, but I must say, I think it's completely inappropriate that a tutor should give any student jewellery, let alone a 15-year-old.
Mum! Zoe, go.
Chapter eight covers Grace's career in Northern Ireland when she ran double agents inside the IRA.
The girl is Mary Keane.
She was born in England to Irish parents and went on to study politics at Queen's University, Belfast, in She was a Republican sympathiser who became the girlfriend of a prominent IRA commander.
And the boyfriend was Grace Orde's number-one enemy, because he was the IRA's top man at interrogating, IE torturing informers.
Did she give his name? No.
The nasty bit is that there was a power struggle going on in the Belfast IRA at the time and because Mary was English born she was accused of being an informant by her boyfriend's rival.
So he is given a choice.
He's to interrogate and execute her or they're gonna do it for him.
And so he does.
He sacrifices her for the cause and his place in it.
Who killed Mary? Why would Andrea de Ritter send this to Leon Suskin? Someone's tried to clear her search history and not done a good job.
Andrea had been trying to dig up stuff on Mary Keane.
Elmo said to Zoe, "It's all going wrong.
" Maybe they were both digging up secrets, Andrea and Elmo.
I mean, he was kicked out of that talk for shouting at Grace Orde.
Or maybe the acid was just kicking in.
Hathaway, yeah.
Thanks for calling.
Archivist, Queen's.
'Your Mr Suskin's run off with our copy of the yearbook for 1987.
' Look, I need to get hold of a photo from that yearbook, a politics student, Mary Keane.
'Can you tell me what it's in connection with?' Murder inquiry.
So anything you can do 'I'll see if I can sniff out another copy somewhere and fax you the picture.
' That's kind, thank you.
Bye.
Mary Keane would be what, 20? Sir.
Outside the Portobello Club.
Leon Suskin arrives on the dot at 10:00.
Ten seconds later, a motorbike pulls up and waits until he leaves.
It's too dark to get the reg or to ID the rider.
Suskin leaves at 11:00.
The bike pulls out.
It's following him.
Yeah, it's following him.
Thanks, Madge.
Is Grace Order in MI5 again? I thought she'd retired.
Do ex-heads of MI5 ever retire? Dunno.
Your guess is as good as mine.
Is it? It was an approach.
I knew I shouldn't have mentioned it.
If we're up against the secret state, they don't fight fair.
What, actually in the antenatal class? Never! Hang on a minute, love.
Just thought I'd let you know about Elmo and the toxicology report.
Is it very complicated? I can make it not so.
The lab detected LSD because it was a brain burner of a dose.
Absolutely massive.
If he hadn't jumped he'd have been psychotic for the rest of his life.
Could he have taken that amount by accident? It's possible, but if anybody had a motive to destroy his mind, I'd assume the worst.
Yeah, I'm still her, love.
It's our Lyn.
Give her my love.
Yeah Sorry, love? I'll go.
No.
Laura.
No, no, no, just work.
Uh-hmm.
And how's the morning sickness? Why did you meet with Leon Suskin? Publishers and authors have meetings.
We think he wanted to know about a murdered student called Mary Keane.
As did As did a woman called Andrea de Ritter who was also murdered.
And her boyfriend was drugged and fell to his death the next day.
How thorough you are.
Why would all these people be interested in a victim of the Troubles from 20 years ago? Leon tore her picture out of your book and flew straight to Belfast.
Really? Yeah.
You had a book signing in Oxford on Monday.
By Thursday, three people I can directly link to your book have died, and a man with links to all three of them is poisoned.
Oh, dear.
I shall have to think twice about writing a sequel.
What are you doing? Is this your driver's? Yes.
You've only just missed him.
I sent him for some groceries in the car when he arrived.
Do you know where he was Thursday night? At home in Oxford, I imagine.
Thanks.
In your book, you say Mary Keane was murdered by an IRA commander.
It was ghastly.
The girl was innocent of what she was accused of.
She was a loyal, if naive, Republican.
What was her killer's name? He had a family who are still alive.
They deserve to be left in peace.
He's dead, then? I knew you were bright the first time I saw you.
You should look for more mundane reasons for your murders.
It's usually sex or money, isn't it? The bike's engine is stone cold.
He hadn't just arrived.
Overnight, then.
I'll see what CCTV footage we've got of Suskin the day he was killed.
Outside his office, the station when he got back.
See if that bike shows up.
I knew you were bright the first time I saw you, too.
Hathaway.
Thanks.
The Belfast law firm where Cullen worked acted for suspected IRA members.
One of the partners was even convicted for harbouring an IRA gunman.
Shall we bring Cullen in for questioning? The Chief Constable, please.
Dame Grace Orde.
Do you have any idea how you could have been poisoned? I'd go for someone in the history faculty.
I'm hated by the social historiographers.
This is serious.
Leon Suskin was murdered while you were in hospital.
Yeah, I know.
Zoe told me.
She came to see you rather than being with her mother? Yeah.
I mean, her mother wasn't very happy about it.
I'm investigating the possibility of a connection between Suskin's killing and the attempt on your life.
Like what? I only knew Leon through Zoe.
Might be an idea to have protection.
A cop on the landing? I can look after myself.
I've had to, some of the neighbourhoods I've lived in.
It's your choice.
Grace Orde has the ear of the Chief Constable.
I don't care what bits of him she's got, ma'am.
There's CCTV of her driver watching Leon Suskin leaves Oxford Station and he's ex-Special Branch.
Tread carefully, then.
I'd really like your support in this, ma'am.
And you have it, within bounds.
That's all.
Oh, and Hathaway has tested positive.
Sorry? For arsenic.
Sir, could you take a look at this? No comment.
Mrs Norman Eileen we found arsenic in your handbag.
Do you understand how serious this is? No comment.
I'm showing the suspect a newspaper cutting which was found in her possession.
This is the man we believe you to have been poisoning, Donald Voss.
Is that why you came to Oxford two months ago to track him down? Why have you got a picture of him? No further comment.
Interview suspended until I find out who you really are, Eileen.
Your previous employers, the Belfast law firm, they did a lot of work for the Republican cause.
Somebody has to defend the boys.
It's not over yet, you know.
Were you ever in the IRA, Liam? No comment.
On another matter, are you having an affair with Judith Suskin? Judith Suskin is a friend.
What about the texts you sent her? Flirtation.
Sometimes they say no, when they mean yes.
"They" being women? She had a black eye for those texts.
I got a torn shirt.
Have you ever heard of a tenth-century Irish prince called Scian Bosca? A prince? "Scian" is the Gaelic for "knife".
"Bosca?" Box? Even the way you say it.
Idiot.
'Any ideas on the Suskin murder weapon yet?' There's quite a selection.
It's taken a little while but I think I'm there.
Just find somebody who likes cheese.
Thanks.
Why Cullen left Belfast.
No, I'll go.
They're still digging on Eileen Norman.
How long have we got her for? Plenty of time yet.
You're bailed, Mr Cullen.
About time.
Why? Because I've got better things to do just now than concern myself with a common or garden, hopefully harmless stalker.
You've been stalking Judith Suskin.
Stalking? It was just flirtation.
Like it was with the secretary in your Belfast law firm whose father turned out to be one of the boys.
Which is why you got out of Belfast so quick.
You'd have faced some very rough justice indeed.
Well, when you're not so busy, you're welcome for a drink at the Fiddler's.
On the house.
Eileen Norman's maiden name is Keane.
She's Mary's aunt.
Eh? Eileen Norman is Mary Keane's aunt? Well, then her poisoning Voss only makes any sort of sense if she's avenging Mary's murder and if Voss is the IRA man who killed her.
No, Grace Orde said he was dead.
No, no, no.
When you assumed that, she just said, "I knew you were bright.
" But then why would he kill Leon? Voss would have killed him if Leon had discovered his true identity.
How did Voss get out of the hospital, kill Leon and get back in, without anyone knowing? In his state.
Maybe he was pretending to recover more slowly than he actually was.
First things first.
Let's find out if we're right about Voss.
Jean Innocent has come up trumps, so this time I won't be fobbed off by Amazing Grace.
You see if Voss could have left the hospital.
I want to know the name of Mary Keane's killer! It's an official secret.
And you have an unofficial secret.
I beg your pardon? My superintendent has contacts.
Your husband spends the week at the London house while you play Mrs Tiggy-Winkle out here.
Leave, Inspector, now! No.
Your driver, Ronald Marsden of 71 Charter Court, Oxford, spends most week nights here.
Not only that, but I have a boot print that places him within spitting distance of where Leon Suskin was murdered.
He was too late.
Suskin was already dead.
You say! I don't want to put your private life in the spotlight, or drag your Ronnie into a murder inquiry, but if I have to, I have to.
Now, who killed Mary Keane? Here's Donald Voss's care record.
Afternoon, wakefulness, some improvement.
Nil by mouth.
Later ordered a glass of milk and a cheese platter.
That was for his visitor, Zoe.
Conlan Doheny was a brilliant student from a working-class Republican background in Londonderry.
He joined the IRA and rose to the top.
He had personally exposed and executed three of our people.
So when we learned that he'd fallen in a big way for Mary Keane, we made her our unwilling recruit.
How? Pressures were applied.
Especially to the Irish side of her family.
And she brought Conlan to us.
So we now had our own man on the inside responsible for interrogating and executing informers.
Except now, of course, it was loyal IRA men getting the bullet instead.
Of course.
Why would he do it? For love of the first woman he ever lost his heart to? But after two years, he fell under suspicion and we had to get him out.
Complete with a false identity.
Donald Voss.
Even after he'd killed Mary? We got her out, too.
The killing was staged.
Mary Keane is still alive.
Donald Voss is Conlan Doheny.
Codename Knifebox.
How would Elmo know that? "I heard two lovers late at night talking of love and death and life.
" He overheard something.
And he tells Andrea and she sees an opportunity for blackmail.
And Elmo couldn't resist putting Scian Bosca into his essay just to wind Voss up.
'It got him killed as well as Andrea.
' But overheard who? 'Voss and Mary? Who's Mary?' Keep up, you're the bright kid.
Picture from Belfast.
I'm on my way.
But why France? It'll do us good to get away for a couple of days.
Who was that text from? Go to your room now and make sure that you've got everything.
And take that off.
Why? Don't argue.
Oh, we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green With our helmets glistening in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the Why didn't you answer my text? Zoe, stay upstairs! How could you have killed my husband? It was you who told me he'd worked it all out and given you a walloping.
He's the father of my child.
Why did you give it to her? It was the closest I could get to you.
The one little bit of Mary Keane I kept with me all these years.
The one little bit of you.
I've got two passports.
We can start all over again.
Is that why you came to Oxford? It was fate.
You can't run from fate.
They were other lives.
They've gone now.
I'm not coming back to you.
Oh, Mary, Mary, my love.
Yes, you are.
She's in the garden with Don.
He's got a gun.
Stay there! Will you not fly away with me? I love you! We're different people now.
I gave up everything for you.
I betrayed a cause I believed in.
I left my country, my friends, my family.
So come with me.
No! So I'll do now what I was meant to do back then.
Only this time, you first.
Then me.
Queen's University.
Belfast.
Class of 1986.
Leon recognised you both.
Will you look at us, Mary? There's me fancying myself as Che Guevara.
And you heartbreakingly perfect.
Where did Leon get the photo of you as a child, Mary? The one he compared to the photo in Grace Orde's book? Leon he found it when we first met.
It was my only little bit of Mary.
You slipped Elmo the LSD when he came to discuss his essay.
Shut up.
You're more like a captain than a sergeant.
Captain Hathaway! Royal Regiment of Toffee-Nosed English Prats! If he's a captain, I'm an NCO! I'm no toffee-nosed prat, Conlan.
So now there's two of us.
And that's just for starters.
Give me the gun.
My darling boy.
I love you, Mary.
We've got Conlan Doheny, Eileen.
My way would have been better.
He killed my niece, my Mary.
But he still lives.
Mary was like a daughter to me.
Mary? You're rubbish.
I told you, I was never as clever as you.
That's advanced science.
Erica Penlan.
I'll look into it.
Thank you.
Listen, sorry about last night.
But if you're free now James and me will be doing something.
I've got a better idea.
Come over next Friday.
What, to your place? No, I was thinking more the mortuary.
I'll cook.
I'll bring a bottle.
Of course the correct term for a codename is a cryptonym.
Who told you that? MI5? Zoe.
Were you really talent spotted? What, by MI5? They even got me to sign something.
But I changed my mind.
How did you get away with it? I used invisible ink.
Drink, sir? Mine's a pint.
Shaken, not stirred.