Just ask me.
I’ll tell you what fucking happened.
Slow FADE OUT
CUT TO: Nick Vincent, plain black background, close-up and direct to camera.
NICK VINCENT (Producer)
By this point in the series, you’ve heard a lot about the rather controversial way we’ve gone about making it. We’ve been accused of underhandedness, exploitation, even fraud.
But I make no apology for any of it.
Why?
Because in a few short months we’ve managed to crack a case that had defeated the Metropolitan Police for two decades.
That’s right, after all these years, we finally know the truth. We know who killed Luke Ryder.
Hold on to your hats – I can promise you, this is going to be onehellof a ride.
FADE OUT
CUT TO: DORNEY PLACE. Maura is still at the interconnecting doors and Guy is now standing a few feet away. The team are in the foreground round the table, all turned towards Maura.
GUY HOWARD
(taking a step towards his sister)
Maurie – you don’t have to do this—
MAURA HOWARD
Oh, you think? I heard every bloody word they said. Andthatbastard—
(pointing at Alan, her hand shaking)
—just accused me of murder.
GUY HOWARD
(moving closer)
He didn’t – not really. They’re just trying to eliminate possibilities. No one really believes you did anything.
MAURA HOWARD
Really? Well, that’s not how I heard it.
She pushes past him into the room and comes to a stop in front of Alan.
You want to know what happened? Then ask me to my fucking face, why don’t you.
She drags out a chair with deliberate vehemence and slams it down a few feet from him, then sits back, openly hostile.
ALAN CANNING
(calmly)