thought if your husband was the first,
there would have been someone else.
There was no one else.
Saturday night before your husband
was first missed...
...a neighbour noticed your houselights
were on until 3:00 in the morning.
- Could someone have been there?
- I don't know.
Mrs. Munro, we're going to want
to take another look at the house.
- Are they inside?
- Yeah.
Maybe they'll find him under the bed.
- Where was she?
- She was in Miami at the Registry Hotel.
Checked in Thursday last,
checked out Monday morning.
Now, Saturday night at 9:37,
she called her husband here...
...and got him just before he went out.
At 11:41 p.m., she called him again
at the Brayton Country Club.
She said she didn't call anyone
from the hotel.
Yeah, that's what she said.
Sunday...
...at 10:00 a.m., she had brunch poolside.
Stayed there all day.
They got her signature and everything.
What do you think?
I don't know.
She was in Miami.
Maybe she got one of her lover-boys
to kill him.
Maybe. Maybe you're guessing.
No, I'm not.
Hell, everybody knows.
She's going to get a load of dough.
Don't it bother you
how come she's so nervous?
You think she's nervous?
Who do you think she is?
She's got a reputation all over town
for having her way with men.
- Is that so?
- I've heard stories here.
What kind of stories?
She used to entertain men
when her husband was away.
- Who told you that?
- Come on, Kyle.
What do you think is going on here?
There was nothing in the car,
not a fingerprint.
Rupert Munro was a big guy.
So wherever he went,
somebody carried him.
You know she got one of her lover-boys
to come over here and kill him.
- Where would they put the body?
- You tell me.
It was raining so hard that night.
No one is going to dig a hole
in the mud and rain.
- Hello, sugar.
- Hi.
- Thanks a lot. How's it going inside?
- We haven't found anything yet.
All right.
Here she comes.
I brought you some lemonade.
It's fresh. I made it this morning.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Who was in your hotel room in Miami?
- What?
- Who called Munro from your room?
- / don't know what you're ta/king about.
You know.
You put someone there.
You came to kill him.
/ didn't.
- Tell me the truth, goddamn it.
- P/ease, / am.
Nobody was there.
Somebody's lying.
This doesn't make any sense.
Kyle.
Just got a call.
Someone saw a car last week
parked out by Camelia Lake at night.
Shiny black car.
- Who made the call?
- Anonymous.
Find anything?
Can't see anything.
We got nothing. We're coming in.
Maybe we'll have to come back.
- Do you think it's here?
- I don't know.
I need a hand.
So that's it.
Wait. / think we got something.
Oh, Jesus, / think we got him.
I think it's him.
You got yourself a big old murder, Kyle.
From the patent decomposition of the body
and water temperature of 72 degrees...
...it is estimated the deceased has been
in the water for a period of seven days.
Last Saturday.
Body evidence is two gunshot wounds,
medium thoracic perforating...
...the lower third of the sternum.
Evidence of slight powder flaking.
No evidence of exit wound.
Second wound is above the right eye.
Patent evidence
of powder and gas scorching.
Exit wound lateral to second vertebra.
You're going to get a bullet.
A bit smashed up, but a bullet.
May I?
Let me see.
Looks like a.38.
Yeah, maybe nine millimetre.
Practically the same.
Let's measure it.
Lee, can I have the calliper?
Thanks.
.38.
Something wrong?
What's wrong?
Nothing. It's a.38.
- Here's a surprise for you.
- What?
- There's water in the lungs.
- So?
Two gunshots wounds in him,
and he was alive at the bottom the lake.
Cause of death: Asphyxiation by drowning.
Kyle.
Look what's stuck in the heel of his shoe.
- What is it?
- Glass.
I can't be sure yet, but this looks like
the original Victorian glass.
I think it's the same kind
you found