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Early, what you talking about?

It's gone six.

Sorry Guv.

Anyway, Kyriacou's wife said that his behavior

had changed recently, just like Sophie's,

so go back over the last year or so, bank statements,

phone, search history, the lot.

See what's there.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Anything from anyone here?

Nothing he's just disappeared.

The next time someone complains about the amount

of surveillance in this city I'm bringing this up.

Miller's picture just got a social media release

via the press office with a warning not to approach.

If it's even him they need to be afraid of.

Bloke's also been hiding very successfully

over the last seven years, so I'm not holding my breath.

We also have an Isle of Dogs address for Vern Creecy,

the Calabar dealer.

Well text me the details. I'll meet you there at midday.

On it boss.

Coming.

Coming.

Carlos Devenito?

Yeah?

DS Martin, this is DC Bellow.

We have a warrant to search these premises.

Would you and your colleagues mind stepping outside, please?

I'm sorry.

Now, please?

Yeah I would mind.

It shouldn't take long sir, but it will take

a whole lot longer if we stand arguing the toss all day.

Oh, tell you what why don't you fuck off instead?

Hey, come on.

Oh, this was you?

What was me?

They found 20 grams of cocaine in my office.

Jesus.

Which is not mine.

Right, right.

Sorry how did it get there then?

They put it there.

Your friends I presume.

I've absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

So listen, the important question here

is not how it got there, it's what we gonna do about it.

20 grams of proof ain't light man, that's serious.

That's dealing.

It's like five years.

Minimum.

Well I could make an accusation against you

and your friends for corruption.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, you could do that, yeah.

But then they might find the child porn on your computer.

Shit.

Exactly there where would we be, right?

One day I will pay you back for this.

No it's my treat.

Well, fine.

I'll leave and you sort this out.

Absolutely, all this goes away.

And the 10 grand.

Yeah, it's five now I think.

Five?

I'm fining you five, for hitting my sister

and hitting my nephew and being scum.

Five then.

Good.

Jen?

And listen to me, you don't say anything about this to her.

Do you understand me?

You just go home, you pack your bags and you leave.

The latest tomorrow evening.

Email me your details, I'll make sure the money's

in your bank account before you get to Heathrow.

You act like you're doing me a favor.

Some of the stuff she told me about your family,

about your parents, I really don't want to be

a part of that.

What did she say about my parents?

Why don't you ask her?

Hi ya.

Is this it?

Yep.

You okay?

Yeah, fine why.

No, all good.

That case is ancient history.

I sold that plant in good faith.

Yeah, for quite a lot of money

according to our files.

I had no idea what them seeds

were gonna be used for.

You mean for a witch doctor to paralyze his wife

so he could make a human sacrifice out of her?

Still think about her?

Every single day.

Well then, now's your chance to make amends Vern,

'cause we have two victims murdered by this poison

in as many days.

We don't have any idea if they are gonna be any more.

So you need to tell us who supplied you with the plant

that you then sold on.

I went over this a thousand times

with the original investigation.

I bought that vine years earlier,

just lost the records who from.

Okay, here's your problem.

I'm not as nice or as trusting as those other officers

and I think you're lying.

So let me cut to the chase and tell you

I will stop you getting a license to sell any

of this stuff ever again.

I will fuck your entire business if you don't help us.

No one will know where we got the information from.

They told me about it, the calabar,

what it does to human chemistry, what it does

to the inside of a body.

Whoever it was works for an import business called Brasius.

I never got a full name.

I was always just told to ask for Pain.

Pain?

Brasius is a food import and export business.

Last accounts were filed in 2012, liquidated in 2013.

Directors' names look foreign, maybe Greek,

no one with the surname Pain.

Kyriacou was Greek, so's the brother-in-law.

Tell me you found out a Miller.

Sorry no joys yet boss.

But I have had something else.

So it turns out Dr. Kyriacou would re-mortgage his house

despite his six-figure salary he needed money.

So I looked into his spending habits.

So these records stretch back five years.

So spending all pretty normal, nice holidays with family,

swanky car, post restaurants with his wife,

then about 18 months ago out of nowhere he starts

visiting this restaurant and bar in Shoreditch.

Starts slow at least once a month, once a fortnight,

then twice a week staying out to all hours,

spending increasingly mental sums.

Define mental.

Well the last dozen or so visits, it's ramped right up.

Over the last 18 months he spent the best part

of half a million quid.

Jesus.

When was the last time he was there?

Three months ago.

500 grand in one restaurant.

That is a lot of noodles.

And all on the only credit card that isn't jointly held

with his wife.

These are all card payments made to cash, yeah?

I think so.

They're not purchases 'cause they're all round numbers.

Guv we've also had various results back

from his car.

Yeah?

So the poison was found in his coffee cup,

but the swabs also reveal a DNA that isn't his.

Well, it's from the takeaway place, isn't it?

We've checked the coffee shop where it came from

and all their baristas wear gloves.

Did you run it through the database?

No match.

What's the name of this place?

Bar Alexis.

So how do you get entry to the VIP area?

You look like a smart guy, the clue is in the title.

Oh trust me, I'm very important.

Sorry it's full tonight.

A bit of friendly advice,

enjoy your drink and then head home.

You'll thank me for it in the morning.

Okay.

But listen, if you ever fancy a drink some time

away from here, give me a call.

Algea, that's a lovely name.

What's it mean?

Call me and maybe you'll find out.

Maybe I will.

Algea?

Just give me half an hour and then .

Will?

Hey.

Hey.

What time is it?

Seven.

Sorry, couldn't sleep.

What's new?

Do you want some breakfast?

What is all this?

It's nothing, it's just boring house crap.

Is it Juliette?

Yeah, sort of yeah.

It's got lots of mental squiggles all over it.

Mental squiggles with you are not good.

It's fine.

What is it?

You're just gonna moan at me.

No I won't.

Yeah, you are, you're gonna say that I need to move on.

Oh Will, this isn't about your parents is it?

You see?

This is why you can't sleep.

No, work is why I can't sleep.

I thought we shoved all this stuff up in the attic.

They bought this house in 1994 for 80 grand.

What is this a point about London house price inflation?

They paid cash.

Look.

Where is it.

There, look.

My dad was an account, mum was primary school teacher.

Maybe they sold a previous house?

No, they never owned a place and neither set

of grandparents ever own a property.

Where did they get 80 grand from?

What are you saying that they had some kind of

secret hidden life or something.

Do you think this is funny?

No I don't think it's funny.

Maybe there's stuff Sylvie.

Maybe there's still shit that I don't know.

People are nuts.

All sorts of crazy secrets.

Maybe my mum and dad had secrets.

All right, I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey, I just got your text.

Yeah, I can come, what's up?

I'll tell you when I see you.

Okay, meet you there then.

See you in a bit.

Anything you can find on who owns Bar Alexis

and if they've got any history, any form

and what the sister-in-law was doing there.

What was her name again?

Alexis Panousis.

I used to dream about this.

Big house, lovely garden.

Some of us still do.

So is that what it was?

Is that what was?

That I got the one with all the money,

is that all it was, just jealousy?

Sorry Phebs, I'm not really with you.

Is that why you were fucking my husband?

Okay Phoebe you're greiving right now

and in shock, some I'm gonna forgive you

for what you just said.

You're my sister.

You're my best friend.

How could you think I ever do.

Sorry.

I'm sorry, but something is wrong.

You and Nick, I knew something was going on

and I feel like you've all been lying to me.

We haven't, I haven't, I promise you.

Why don't you all just get away huh?

Take your kids somewhere warm.

The coroner would release the body for ages.

That's what I'm talking about.

You don't even know how weird what you suggested is do you?

My husband has just been murdered.

My kids and I are in deep shock and you suggest

we go on holiday?

Okay so, finally I found the title deeds.

Okay good.

Do you know mum and dad paid cash for the house?

Did they?

Yeah, you didn't know?

No, should I have?

I just, you know, you were older than me.

I just thought you were more aware of what was going on.

I'm gonna level with you, mum and dad didn't exactly

consult me too much about their financial affairs.

I was 12.

Yeah, fair enough.

Where did they get 80 grand from though?

No idea.

Will, distant relative?

We would have known about that though.

Yeah.

I've gotta go.

Yeah me too.

Listen, why don't you come round Sunday.

Paulo can cook.

You and Sylvie.

Yeah, that sounds lovely.

Good.

Harry would like that.

See you then.

So it turns out that Alexis Panousis

and her husband only own the lease on the bar.

Right.

But the actual building is owned by a George Carras,

Greek mafia, nasty bastard, who NCS have trying to find

for years, but no luck.

So let's assume Dr. Kyriacou lost his shirt gambling

at Alexis, yeah?

Yeah.

I'm guessing these are not the sorts of people

you want to owe money to, so they kill him for that.

Simple punishment.

Except dead men don't pay debts.

When were we saying was the last time he was at the bar?

Last cash transaction was nearly three months ago.

Jesus, it's a long time for them to be waiting

for their money.

Meaning, how did he fend them off all that time?

Unless he gave them something else.

What?

Not money, but just something else of value.

If he gave them something else of value

why's he dead?

Good point.

And how does any of this connect to Sophie Churner?

Can you just stop asking me questions

that I have no idea to answer?

You said your sister had become distant recently.

Distracted.

Can you be more specific?

It was like she had lost a part of herself.

Me, I see the world for what it is.

Full of bullshit people trying to fuck you,

but Sophie she always believed that things

would turn out okay, you know?

She had hope.

But since a few months ago she stopped

wanting to leave the house.

It was like,

I don't know,

afraid.

The money in her bedroom drawer,

where did that come from?

I found when sorting through her things.

I guess she was stealing them, selling.

More opiates?

No, antibiotics.

Kat, do you know a man called Adam Miller?

Show her.

Here.

He was here, one time.

She said he was a friend of hers from work that was sick.

Sick with what?

No idea.

Do you know where he lives?

Do you know where he comes from?

For sure, she asked me to give him a lift home that night.

It was on my way and he was in bad shape.

Shitty place that he sometimes squatted in.

Where?

How about that?

- What here? - Yeah.

Anything?

Here.

Anything?

Adam?

Adam?

Adam Miller.

Adam?

Shit, Adam, Adam, hey.

This is Detective Josie Chancellor we have

at EC one.

Hey?

Hiya.

Hi.

Paulo?

Good day?

Yeah, not bad.

Paulo?

Is he not home?

Wasn't when I got back.

Fuck.

Fuck.

No.

He left, did he say where he was going?

No sorry, home I guess.

Everything all right?

Yeah, it's fine.

Thanks, Stefan.

It's Paulo.

Please leave a message after the tone.

Hi, it's me.

I've just got home and

where are you?

What's going on?

Everything's gone.

All your stuff's gone.

Can you call me 'cause

if I've done something,

if I did something then just tell me

and we can talk about it.

Just come home and we can talk and we'll sort it out

and I'm really sorry.

Just call me please.

I love you and yeah, just call me.

So the brother-in-law Chris Panousis,

has he got form?

Not here, in Greece yes, but low-life stuff.

Petty crime when he was a kid.

It's odd that he's best mates with a kid

that went to Harrow.

Yeah him and Alexandra live in Dorstone,

not exactly slumming it.

Yeah, but it's not Holland Park either, is it?

No.

Okay, dig into his and his wife's financial past.

Any other businesses, any other properties.

Have a good look at both their bank accounts.

Right, Guv.

DI Wagstaffe?

Tell me he's still alive.

Yeah, he is, but he's not good.

His left kidney is failing, which is a problem

because it's the only one he has.

What?

He's had one removed and very recently as well.

We've checked very thoroughly

and there's certainly no record of an Adam Miller

having any kind of legitimate donor operation

in the last year or so, which would suggest

this was done illegally, which sits rather oddly

with the procedure itself.

This wasn't done by some backstreet hack.

The surgery is of a very high standard.

Can I talk to him?

Five minutes.

He sold his kidney, and Kyriacou was blackmailed

to perform the transplant, to pay off his gambling debts.

I've been on the streets for about five years now

and this winter it was cold.

Each one you think,

am I gonna last another.

Then one day about three months ago, this guy stopped

and we got into a chat about how I ended up there

and he asked me if I was hungry and I said I was.

So we went to a caf and he bought me a coffee

and a hot meal.

He just made me feel

human, you know?

He said if you had something that you didn't need

would you sell it for 5,000 pounds?

And I said yeah, of course I fucking would.

Then he said that we only need one kidney.

Did he give you his name?

I don't think so.

Was he English?

No, I dunno Greek I think.

Then what happened?

Then a car picked me up and it took me over to some place

in north London.

Have you got an address?

I'm sorry.

Who picked you up?

That was a woman.

She only spoke to check my name.

What happened when you got there?

Then Sophie was my nurse.

She washed me, prepared me for the operation.

Then afterwards.

Sophie looked after me again.

When I left and I got sick I went and found her

at the hospital and she tried to help me, she really did.

She really did.

She was even gonna give me money.

Her own money.

Is that what you were looking for, enough money?

Yeah, yeah, 'cause they never paid me did they?

I was desperate.

None of it?

No.

They sent they went on expenses.

The woman who picked you up,

do you remember anything about her?

No because I only really saw her in the rear view

to be honest and she was late 30s,

red hair, posh bird.

So listen the texts on Kyriacou's phone's

obviously referring to

another organ transplant happening today.

If we can find out where it's happening,

we might be able to stop it.

But more importantly, maybe we'll get closer

to the top of the chain.

It's time.

Come on.

Rob?

Yeah, I got some further intel on Chris

and Alexandra Panousis, you got five minutes?

Five, we're on our way to their house now.

So I've just been going

through Alex's bank statements.

Can I call my family?

We don't have time for that now.

You promised I could speak to my children first.

Shall I do Alex and you do Phoebe?

No, let's talk to them together.

There's history there, so let's use it.

So first up, I just wanna ask you Alex,

what's your relationship with George Carras?

I've never met him, but he owns the building my husband

and I lease.

Bar Alexis?

Yeah.

Were you aware that he's involved in organized crime?

Drugs and weapons and people smuggling?

Absolutely not.

Well then you're obviously not aware

of the illegal gambling operation that he

and his associates run there?

What?

I don't know anything about any gambling.

Where we believe your brother-in-law lost just under

half a million pounds in the last 18 months.

No.

You let him gamble again?

I tried to stop him Phebs, I did, I promise.

Really, really?

So who let him then?

Your scumbag husband?

And you wonder why he fucking hates you.

Which brings me rather neatly to my next question.

What do you know about Nick's murder Alex?

Nothing.

Really?

Yeah.

'Cause I think you know that he was heavily in debt

because of his gambling.

I think you know that he was then blackmailed.

If you have any feelings for me or Nick, just tell him.

I don't know anything I swear.

Except we have a witness who can identify you

as the woman who drove him to a place

somewhere in north London where he had his kidney

illegally transplanted into someone else.

No.

And the man that performed that surgery

as repayment for his gambling debts

was your husband Mrs. Kyriacou.

I didn't drive anyone anywhere, I swear.

Then like Sophie Churner, Nick was poisoned

and subsequently murdered to stop him

from speaking to us.

Murder by who?

Why don't you tell her Alex?

Why don't you tell her why you've been

siphoning money out of your husband's bank account?

Why don't you tell your sister why you booked

a first class one-way ticket to the USA?

It's because you think it was your husband, don't you.

I had nothing to do with any of this, I swear.

Where is today's operation taking place?

I don't know.

I promise, Phebs, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Christopher Panousis, I'm arresting you

on suspicion of murder.

You don't have to say anything,

but it may harm your defense if you do not mentioned

when questioned something you'd like to rely on in court.

Okay, so 15 years ago Chris, your good friend

Nick Kyriacou had treatment for a gambling addiction.

Nearly lost everything.

You aware of that?

Yeah, of course.

Sorry, I'm curious then, why would you let him

buy into a high stakes card game at your bar?

I had no idea there was a card game going on in the bar.

I've only got the lease on one part of the building.

Yeah, yeah, your wife's already told us she knew.

She's in a cell downstairs whilst we compile

what I imagine will be a fairly extensive chart sheet.

Well maybe she knew, but I didn't.

Anyway, what was I supposed to have done,

just waited there 24/7 and if Nick showed up, stop him?

I got a life, I've got other businesses to run.

Nick was a grown-up.

Did you ever tell him the people you were playing with

were involved in organized crime?

That might have dissuaded him.

Yeah well I didn't know anything about that.

Why would I want my oldest friend to get himself in trouble?

Because you were jealous.

I'm guessing everything you had Chris,

you've worked hard for.

Yeah, really hard.

Whereas Nick his family always had money didn't they?

He had no idea what it was like to have to fight

for every penny.

The sort of people you had to do business with

to make money.

On top of that, he had the looks, he had charm.

He had respect.

I bet he even had a bigger dick than you.

So yeah, I think you were jealous

and I think you engineered it so that he would find himself

in the sort of trouble no one could ever bail him out of.

All so that you could prove that it was possible

for Mr. Perfect to lose everything.

So Nick's in debt to these guys, but he's got no money.

Right, he's run out.

So they suggest a way that only he can pay them back,

something only he can do.

Back street organ transplants.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I think you do, 'cause I think they put you

in charge of arranging it.

Convincing Nick he had no other option

and he got Sophie Churner involved.

Sorry I'm not feeling too good, shall I?

A young nurse whose only crime

is struggling to make money, struggling to make ends meet

in an unforgiving city, and then once Nick had done one,

they had him for life.

He was owned, just like you.

So when did they give the order?

What order?

To kill Nick and Sophie.

I didn't kill anyone, what kind of man do you take me for?

The kind of man who calls himself Pain.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I ain't got any idea about any illegal organ transplants.

Fuck.

Please, I'm sick, I need to stop.

I think when we do a DNA swab on you

we're gonna find a match to the DNA we found

on Nick's coffee cup.

No.

And I think when we look at the street CCTV

outside where Sophie Churner bought her lunch

we're gonna see you there as well.

Oh God.

Jesus.

Pausing recorded due to subject illness.

I think they've got to me.

Who got to you?

Who do you think?

Why's he not getting help?

- Yeah I need names. - They don't give you no names

and even if they did you'd have more luck arresting fog.

Is everyone thinking what I'm thinking?

Shit, how the hell can he be poisoned.

There is an antidote to this poison.

Yeah?

If we get you to a hospital in time,

you might make it.

So what you waiting for?

The address to today's operation.

Are you fucking crazy?

There is a transplant happening today

and I think you know where it is.

So give me the fucking address.

Maybe you get to walk out of here.

Move, move.

Go, go.

Okay, move.

Clear, go.

- Police. - Police.

Clear, come in Guv.

Clear.

Shit.

That was Mullin.

There was no one bloody there.

It was definitely the right place.

There was still medical stuff lying around,

so they must have been tipped off.

But by who and how?

They were ahead of us.

They're always one fucking step ahead of us.

How's Panousis?

Not good.

In an induced coma which makes it pretty unlikely

he's our man Pain, but if isn't him,

then who the hell is it?

Did Vern Creecy ever specifically say it was a man

that he spoke to?

I don't think so, no.

Why?

Shit, come with me.

Algea is Greek for pain.

Oh fuck.

Hey this is Algea, sorry but I'm away

for a little while, so please leave a message

and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

I know who you are Algea and I'm coming for you.

Might not be today or tomorrow, but I will find you.

Hello?

It's me.

I'm gonna keep calling until you pick up.

It's me again.

Pick up I wanna speak to you.

I just wanted you to know that Sophie died

because she was a good person.

She knew she made a mistake.

She was trying to make up for it.

She was helping someone.

Have you caught her killer?

Not yet.

We will.

I promise you.

We will.

All right?

He said he gets lonely.

For her.

- Night. - Night.

Fancy a drink?

I'm gonna go to the hospital and see how Adam

and his parents' reunion is going.

Sure.

See you tomorrow.

See you then.

Hey Jules.

Jesus, where've you been?

I've been trying you for hours.

Yes, sorry work was crazy this afternoon.

Paulo's gone.

What?

He's gone.

Gone?

What do you mean gone?