Moonflower Murders

Melissa James had no enemies,

but somebody broke into her house and strangled her.

We have information that could help you.

"My darling darling, we have to tell the world

about the love we share."

PÜThis is not addressed to her husband.

Mr. Marsh has suggested that he and Miss James

were more than business partners.

We had a very close relationship.

She said that the hotel was crooked.

An eyehole concealed in the wall.

£980,000.

You are the sole beneficiary.

He's my brother-- I've got to tell him.

I've got an interview.

It's an independent publishing company,

and I know the C.E.O.

I'm hoping to speak

to Stefan Leonida.

He's in jail in Norfolk.

I have a friend who works with the prison service.

You can take whatever money

the Trehernes are stupid enough to pay you

and get the hell out of here.

If I see you again,

I will arrest you.

It was here, I know it was.

Cecily, what are you looking for?

The pen, my dad's pen.

He lent it to me for tomorrow.

Well, why do you need it?

Something borrowed.

Cessy, relax.

We can just find something else.

It was expensive, and he'd never even used it.

Who could've taken it?

Hey.

Hey, hey.

You're not having second thoughts, are you?

No.

Look, this is what we're gonna do.

We have this party this evening, but first,

we're gonna have a quiet drink,

just the two of us...

...and then we're gonna watch the sun come down,

all right?

I don't want to drink too much tonight.

One is not gonna hurt you.

I wish Dad had closed the hotel for the wedding.

We have weddings here all the time.

Nobody's ever complained.

I know, but this one's special.

I'm glad you think so.

I can't believe that this time tomorrow,

we'll be on our way to Antigua.

And married.

Oh, God.

Aiden.

Mr. Parris, what can I do for you?

Well, you can start by introducing me

to your lovely fiancée.

Uh, Cecily, this is the guest that I mentioned to you.

The one who didn't like his room.

Ah, yes.

I hope your new one's all right. Oh, it's perfect.

Well, almost perfect.

This is for you.

Sorry?

It isn't working.

Have you had it next to your phone?

That can demagnetize them.

No, I don't think so.

But I can see that I'm intruding.

Can I offer you my congratulations

for tomorrow? Thank you.

And I understand there's a party this evening.

Yes, uh, I hope it won't disturb you.

Oh, not at all-- I'm actually going out.

There's an opera being performed at Snape Malting.

What opera's that?

Uh, Mozart.

"The Marriage of Figaro."

It's one of my favorites.

God, what a creep.

Better get him a new key.

Oh, sure.

There is one thing, though.

Yeah, what's that?

The opera he mentioned.

"The Marriage of Figaro."

What about it?

I was looking at the program just yesterday, and,

if he's going to Snape Malting tonight,

he's wasting his time.

It's not on.

Hm.

Craig Andrews.

Susan!

Wonderful to see you.

Oh, this is so kind.

Not at all, it's a pleasure.

Uh, where's your car?

Uh, I'm, I'm in a bay, round the corner.

Perfect-- come on in.

I hope I haven't disturbed your writing.

No, honestly, it's fine.

How long was the drive down?

Oh, about two hours.

That's not bad.

Still got that little red MG?

Yeah, afraid so.

Would you, um, like some coffee?

Uh, yeah, I'd love some.

These are for Louise.

Louise?

Oh, God-- um...

Didn't I tell you? What?

She's not here.

We, um...

We went our separate ways.

Right.

When?

Uh, last year.

You didn't say anything on the phone.

Well, I assumed you knew. No.

Oh...

I feel a bit embarrassed now, um...

I hope you don't feel, um, uncomfortable,

staying here, it...

Oh, no, I'm, not at all, but...

There's a hotel up the road, if...

No, no.

No, it'll be fine.

It's just, you know, if I'd have known...

Well, I, I love flowers.

Oh, well! So...

There you go. Thank you.

Mm.

Why don't you make yourself comfortable?

Um, your room's at the top of the stairs,

first door on the right. Okay.

I'll get the coffee on. Sure.

So, what happened?

What, me and Louise? Mm.

Well, you know what it's like being married to a writer.

Oh. I'm not sure there's a more

selfish, inward-looking profession in the world.

Anyway, we had three good years,

and, um...

Then she met someone else.

I'm sorry. No, don't be.

I mean, we're still good friends,

and, um, I'm very happy.

This house, the books.

Which I owe all to you, by the way.

Oh, Craig.

That's not true.

Well, you found me.

You encouraged me.

And somehow, you made the books, um...

Bestsellers?

Exactly.

You and Alan Conway.

Yeah, I was sorry about Clover Books.

Me, too.

I am looking for another job.

Well, anyone in their right mind

would snap you up.

Actually, I've got an interview today.

Oh, really, who with?

Uh, Parker Chance.

Do you know them? They're an independent.

They're small, but, you know, they're successful.

Thought you were happy in Crete.

I am, but I, I-- I miss publishing.

What does Andreas think about all of this?

It's not easy.

God, we've got so much to catch up on.

Why don't we do it over supper?

There's this new little bistro

that's opened up just around the corner,

if you're up for it-- I mean, it's very informal.

Yeah, I'd, I'd...

I'd like that.

Great.

Oh, by the way, I managed to

track down your prisoner. Mm!

Um, Stefan Leonida.

He's being held in HMP Weystone in Norfolk.

Right, um...

Can you get me in?

As it happens, I know the governor.

Basically, I've added you to their literacy program.

Obviously, there are some forms to fill in,

and Mr. Leonida has to agree to a one-to-one. Mm-hmm.

Brilliant, thank you. I'm glad to help.

Hm. Did you know that last year,

my books were the third-most popular in prison

after James Patterson and Jeffrey Archer?

I'm not surprised.