Shade and Angie are hired by a distraught client to investigate the disappearance of her son Pete, an army cadet who has gone AWOL from his training camp. Using Becca’s morning show as a pretext to get onto the base – an item about keeping fit the army way, or something – Shade drops and gives them thirty, while Angie discovers that Pete and two of his friends went missing for two hours during a training exercise. The friends are saying nothing. But data from their GPS trackers point to the three of them having been in a nearby forest at the crucial time.
Which means that Angie and Shade are going into the woods. Together. In the middle of the Canadian winter. Well, any of us could write what happened next. And, in fact, I did; I texted CJ to say “I’m thinking no mobile signal, having to huddle together for warmth…”. OK, as it turned out I got the second bit wrong. But the rest of it falls into place: they make their way to the location, and find an abandoned van with cash which looks as if it came from a bank robbery. But then Shade injures himself, meaning that they’re stuck for the night, and Angie reports that she can’t get a signal.
Huddle time, then…? Not quite. Not yet. But, winding back a bit: relationship drams update. Shade hasn’t yet introduced Mel to Jules, causing the former a certain amount of internal bleeding, it would seem. On the other hand: they’ve been only dating for two months, and as I’ve been off the market for decades I have no idea what’s normal these days. But… it doesn’t seem that long to me. Meantime, Angie is ducking and diving, trying to avoid Dr Ken, his weird pass-ag retention and “hiding” of a souvenir from his first attempt to put a ring on it, and his possible marriage proposal. So they have a bit to talk about, do Shade and Angie. And as they talk, listening to some light jazz on Shade’s phone, they look at each other, start to lean in… then the music changes from jazz to K-pop and the Moment is lost.
The case is solved – and it’s one of the show’s better plots, in fairness – but we need closure on the Shared Moment, don’t we? So… Angie, with the air of a woman who’s made a decision, drives over to Shade’s house, but on looking in the window sees that Mel has now been permitted to occupy the same spaces as Jules. Happy smiles from the Shade family. And a rueful smile from Angie, if not from me. I realise that just about all of these will-they-won’t-they plots depend on the inability of attractive, articulate, and (more or less) eligible grown-ups to use their damn words, but STILL.
Which is where we need to leave the Eyes for now, because it now goes into a mid-season “hiatus” which is going to last for months: the rest of season 2 will be shown next year, and the show has been renewed for a third season which presumably won’t be shown until… 2019? Not gonna pretend to understand this. Private Eyes remains, though, a welcome little outpost of sweetness and warmth and… niceness, in a world which seems to be increasingly drained of all three, which is why we’ll be back for more just as soon as they’re ready to give it to us.