Love, Lies & Liquor (1)agatha Raisin : Season 4... Apr 2026

But the next morning, the legend of the liquor turned into a reality of blood. Geraldine Wentworth was found face-down in a giant decorative clam shell on the promenade, strangled with a yoga strap.

"But the real drama," Geraldine whispered, leaning in so close Agatha could smell her peppermint tea, "is the Liquor. Old Man Higgins, the town's legendary bootlegger. They say he hid a stash of vintage, high-proof rum somewhere under the boardwalk before he vanished forty years ago. People would kill for a bottle of 'Higgins’s Fire'."

As the police led the manager away, James walked up to Agatha on the windswept pier. Love, Lies & Liquor (1)Agatha Raisin : Season 4...

"I usually do," she sighed, shivering as the sea spray ruined her blow-dry. "Now, James, if you ever suggest a 'nostalgic' trip to the seaside again, I’m going to report you to the authorities. Take me home. I need a drink that doesn't taste like salt water or secrets."

Instead, she found herself standing in the lobby of the Palm Court Hotel, a building that smelled aggressively of boiled cabbage and damp carpets. But the next morning, the legend of the

Determined to clear her name—and get back to a town that served actual alcohol—Agatha donned her sleuthing hat. Her investigation led her from the greasy kitchens of the Palm Court to the shadow of the crumbling pier. She discovered that Geraldine wasn't just a gossip; she was a blackmailer. She had found Old Man Higgins’s ledger, which proved that several prominent town members—including the DI himself—were descendants of the town's most notorious smugglers.

Their romantic getaway hit a snag within hours. The town was hosting a "Health and Wellness" weekend, which meant the local pubs were serving kale smoothies instead of gin, and the hotel was filled with middle-aged men in Lycra. Among them was Geraldine Wentworth, a local busybody and the self-appointed queen of the Snoth-on-Sea social scene. Old Man Higgins, the town's legendary bootlegger

So, when James Lacey suggested a trip to the faded, salt-crusted seaside town of Snoth-on-Sea to revisit his childhood haunts, Agatha agreed—not out of nostalgia, but because she had visions of romantic moonlit strolls and James finally admitting he couldn't live without her.