Episode 7 - The friends

Dorothy explained to anyone who wanted to hear that she had gone to complain that her advert for the new sleuthing agency she was planning had been published an edition too early. But the girl she had spoken to when she placed the article, Daphne, had disappeared, according to  her colleague.

Episode 6 - The return

Jet could or would not identify the man for whom Daphne had ditched him and continued to insist that he did not know the woman in the bathtub.

Episode 5 - The matchmaker

Chris managed to get a decent night’s sleep on the narrow couch he had set up in the lab for when he had no time to go home, before opening the corpse of the unidentified woman early on Thursday morning. Nigel was also at work early and had tried to identify the dead woman through various search engines the police use to find identities. On Gary’s instruction he had obtained Len’s photos, but his search was negative. The woman had no police record.

Episode 4 - The boyfriend

Lunch at Romano’s bistro was turbulent, not least because of Gloria, Cleo’s mother, a boisterous, flamboyant person who now worked as the hostess at the restaurant.

Episode 3 - The death

Breakfast next morning was the usual chaotic event at the cottage. Gary got up as soon as PeggySue called out that she was awake and hungry (in so many words). While Gary fed and watered the breakfast attendees, Cleo fed the new babies. They had not exchanged a single word with one another.

Episode 2 - The receptionist

Superintendent CDI Gareth Hurley knew that he would have to get on to the woman named Daphne before Dorothy had a chance to phone him and check if he was taking the recording and its implications seriously. From liking Gary to loving him, and back again to not being quite as convinced about this tall officious man with Indian roots and a sharp tongue (to equal hers), 

Episode 1 - The dream

Monday

"I woke suddenly.  At first I thought someone must be creeping about the flat, although I know I had checked that all doors and windows were shut tight. I mused that it would take a very acrobatic intruder to get to my loggia. My flat is on the third floor of a tall building. It includes part of a covered balcony that runs almost all the way round on every floor. I can only get onto it through my living-room, and the glass door is kept locked except when I sit outside. To my knowledge, no one has ever swung himself upwards from floor to floor on the outside. Spiderman would find 5 floors too little of a challenge, and ordinary burglars would find places easier to get into.

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