Hudson & Rex

- Ah! - Hi!

- Ah, you made it! - Oh, did you think I'd miss your housewarming?

I keep telling Russell

that I am setting up a bedroom just for you.

And this must be the legendary co-worker

that she keeps talking about!

He's even more handsome in real life!

- Well... - Look at that face!

Aren't you so adorable?

Give me five!

Oh yeah! Good boy!

Good boy! Oh! And hi Charlie!

Fiona, it's nice to finally meet you.

So, Fi, did you rob a bank?

Or is that software company

finally paying you what you're worth?

Actually, I'm not there anymore.

Fiona just patented her first app!

And it's been selling like crazy!

- Oh! That is amazing! - Yeah!

Who knew that you could buy a house in the country

with a virtual trading app for baby clothes?

Ah, I could use that for Rex's dog toys!

Oh!

Okay, come in, get settled.

- Have a drink. - That's probably another cancellation.

The storm surge has been wreaking havoc on our guest list.

I'm not surprised. We almost didn't make it ourselves.

I just hope that the notary gets here.

We're signing closing papers tonight

and without an official witness, we're basically squatters.

Oh, that must be her.

Hi! Are you the notary?

That's me. Glad I found the place.

Come on in.

So lucky you made it!

Ah, it looks like

somebody's already had too much wine.

Why don't you guys come inside?

- You can put your coat up right over there. - Okay.

We bought the place fully furnished.

Haven't even explored every corner

but wait till you see it after the renos.

It just needs a little work, but we love the bones.

Can you believe it's only 15 years old?

Oh, this is Tori and Dean.

- Hi. - These are Fiona's former work colleagues.

Sorry about the glass, Russell.

The cheap ones are slippery.

And this is Laura.

We all met at a wine making class.

Everybody, this is,

Fiona's oldest friend Sarah

- and her co-workers, Charlie and Rex. - Hi.

Oh! He is so cute!

I've heard about you.

I love a man in uniform.

Not guilty, Officer.

So are you robbery?

- Vice? - Any chance you could

ticket my neighbour for a noisy muffler?

I'm a Major Crimes detective.

It's a majorly loud muffler.

Shall we?

Excuse me a second.

- All right, guys. The dining room - Party time!

Is this way.

Ready to go.

I'm sorry. I didn't get your name.

- Jamie. Jamie Quinn. - I'm Sarah.

- Did you want a drink? - Oh, no, no. I'm on duty.

I'll just hang back until they need me.

Oh! My notary stamp!

- Here. - Sorry.

I'm such a dork at parties.

- I never know where to put my hands. - Oh, me too.

If you change your mind about the drink,

- we're in there. - Okay, thank you.

Thank you everyone for coming here tonight.

Russell and I wanted to have our friends here

as we sign the closing papers on our new home.

Oh and don't worry, Rex.

We would never leave you out of a toast.

So everyone raise your glasses.

To good friends.

And to your new home.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Now, let's officialize the house!

- Is the notary here? - Oh! Yes.

Uh, Jamie?

Jamie, are you here?

Good evening everyone.

Is she okay?

Is she choking?

- Is she okay? - Honey?

Fi!

- Fiona! - Fi!

Come here! Fiona!

Honey?

Does she have asthma? Or a food allergy?

No, nothing!

- Sarah, do something! - Look at me, Fi!

Slow deep breaths, okay?

Stay with me please! Stay!

- Honey? - Fiona stay with me!

Charlie, it looks like an overdose.

Her pupils are constricted,

her lips are turning blue,

which might mean fentanyl.

Do you have naloxone in your kit?

- Yes, grab it. - Yeah.

Slow deep breaths, Fiona.

We only have a few minutes before she's in full cardiac arrest.

Someone call 911!

Fi!

We need an ambulance.

Isn't that better in the leg?

You know... like an epipen?

Her arm is closer to her heart!

It's not working! Do something!

- She's in her 30s. - Come on Fi!

No, she's not breathing!

You are not leaving me!

- No, she's not conscious. - Come on Fi!

Wait... she just started again!

Okay. Help me move her to the couch.

Over here on the couch.

On her side. Recovery position.

We should call this in.

I'll see what's going on with the road.

The storm surge washed out most of the road.

They're not sure they can get the EMTs through.

The naloxone is working.

I'd like to join you on that call.

Let's go.

Fiona has never done an illegal drug in her life.

She doesn't even take anything for a headache.

And you think it's fentanyl?

We're going to find out. Can you pass me that wine glass please?

If this...

turns blue...

Yeah.

It's an incredibly dangerous substance.

Why would someone do that?

So you think that somebody spiked her drink?

Rex.

Guard the sick woman. Go on, pal.

There are only five other people in this house, Charlie.

If one of them tried to hurt her, I swear I...

Sarah, look.

She's your best friend.

Are you okay?

Let's fix this.

And then you can ask me that question.

Superintendent Donovan.

Hey Joe. We've got a bit of a situation here.

Charlie.

I thought this was your night off.

Yeah, yeah it is, but we've got an OD at a dinner party.

It's a country house off of Logan Drive.

Up in the cove?

Oh, you know that's not good, Charlie.

The causeway's flooded up near Logan.

Nothing's getting through there for a while.

So no ambulance. And no backup.

Backup?

For an OD?

Well, it's Sarah's best friend. She's stable now

but we think that somebody spiked her drink.

Okay, so now you've got yourself a crime scene.

Yeah. I'll text you the names of everyone.

Okay.

Yeah, we've got a bit of a skeleton crew here tonight. But...

- I'll dig into it. - Okay.

Hey, let me know when the swell recedes.

Yeah, will do. I'm glad you've got Rex with you.

But Charlie, you and Sarah...

you be careful, okay?

Officials are urging everyone

to stay inside and off the roads

as a storm surge has flooded

several major highways in the greater St. John's area.

- Gale force winds moving northwest. - Unzip that jacket, Jesse.

- You're not going anywhere. - Really?

Boss, I kind of have plans tonight.

Charlie and Rex are with Sarah.

And they're in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

After what happened to Fiona,

we have reason to be concerned about everybody's safety.

- My wife isn't a drug addict. - We know that, Russell.

And how did she OD on fentanyl?

Well, that's what Sarah and I are going to try and figure out.

Wait, wait. Hold on a second. You don't think...

You don't think one of us gave it to her?

I'm going to need to talk to all of you separately.

You're saying we're all suspects?

Delicious.

This isn't funny, Laura.