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I've lost Evan.

Faith claims he didn't know the firmNwas in debt and I believe her.

Before he was born,NI was seeing someone else.

What if he wasn't a good man, Terry?NWhat if he was a complete bastard?

No good end to this, is there?

Husband goes missing,Nwife consorting with known criminal.

It's a shoulder holster for a gun.

Gun and ammunition found in woodlandNwhere husband recently seen walking.

Erin Glynn got away with murder,Ndidn't she? Jury said not guilty.

And what about her alibi witness?NWas she for real?

Your husband owes us £80,000.

Mam, the door's open. Stay there!

Mam! Mam!

Shit.

The holster!

Shit!

Hello? Anybody home?

Faith!

Faith!

Faith?

You all right?

They've been in the bedrooms, too.

Why don't you, erm, step outsideNfor a minute, Mrs Howells?

Bloody hell.

Yeah, come on, love.

Right.

I'll just, erm... Yeah.

Forensics will be alongNin a minute now.

This can't be a coincidence, notNafter the break-in at the office.

I don't know, Terry. Sorry.

Oh, you're not wearing your rings.

Your rings.

Erm...

I must... I must have taken them offNwhen I was doing the washing up.

I'll... I'll go and check now.NNo, no, no.

Sorry. Not while there areNpeople in there.

I can have a look for you, OK?

Listen, erm...

I need you to be honest with meNnow, right.

Steve Baldini was in your car

when you drove away fromNthe quarry earlier. Why?

He's a client.

Evan was good to him.NHe wants to help.

He's a bad man.

Was.

I take it you've told Williams?

Faith, you're family.

He knew that you were out tonight.

I mean, it could have been one ofNhis friends that did this, you know.

If the last couple of days haveNtaught me one thing, Terry,

it's who I can depend on,Nand guess what? It's Lisa -

a homeless drunk and an ex-con.

Your respectable people,Nthey cross the street to avoid me.

Where are you going now? SomewhereNthat I'm not going to get judged.

Shit, the bullet.

The bullet.

Go fetch Mrs Howells, please.

She, erm, she went for a drive.

Has anybody seen her rings at all?

What's that? Some of Mr Howells'Npersonal effects.

It's a strange one.NTV, stereo, valuables...

All the obvious thingsNare still here.

It does feel more like a rushedNsearch than a burglary, ma'am,

don't you think?NI'm not assuming anything.

Go out the front and check the bins.

Yes, ma'am.

I found a holster.

It was hanging outsideNin the garden.

Baldini.

There's got to be something else.

Right, come on.

Who is it? Erm, Cerys, it's Faith.NI need to talk to you.

Faith, it's 2am on a Saturday night.

You know how it is, you findNyourself at a loose end

and, erm, I just need a minute.

OK.

Oh, Jesus. Hello.

Come in.

I'm afraid we drank all the booze,Nunless you fancy a Limoncello?

No, thanks. Faith, Natalya.

She's from Latvia.

Hello.

What do you know about Evan'sNdealings with the Glynns?

What do you mean, dealings?NWell, they claim he owes them money.

Oh, search me. I need youNto be honest with me, Cerys.

Disappearance,Nbreak-in at the office,

and then tonight... tonight,Nsomebody goes to my home

and burgles it, so...NI need you to help me, right?

I need you to help meNbecause they've been...

They've gone throughNmy underwear draw.

And they've trampled on Rhodri'sNengine...! It's fine, babe.

His fire engine, so help me.NOK. No, you need to help me!

I went to see Alpay today.

She claims she knows someone whoNknows something about Evan. Who?

She wants cash.

Were you going to tell me this?

I wanted to make sure there was nothing weird going on.NAre you taking the piss?!

Two burglaries, a disappearance, some weirdNcars creeping about outside my house.

That's everyday run-of-the-millNstuff, that is! Jesus Christ!

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I don't bloody know.

I know this is crap timing, Faith,Nbut I need to know where I stand.

I'm serious. If the firm's finished,NI've got to make plans.

I can't last another month.NI'm skint.

I go to the police,Nthey'll be all over that case.

They'll pick through every detail,Nall your notes, everything.

Are you...

Are you prepared to live with that?

I got rid of them.

Oh, well, that's all right, then.

That's absolutely fine.NThat's great.

So, when did you do that?!NThe other day.

I thought the police would turn up any minute, INdidn't want to get dragged into anything, all right?

So you assumed Evan disappearing

was linked to the trialNof Erin Glynn.

The Reardons are a dangerous bunch,NFaith. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And you and Evan got her offNwith a corrupt witness. No, no!

There was no proof of that. We wereNjust doing our jobs. Oh, bullshit!

Bullshit.

Cerys.

OK.

I'm just going to have to find outNwhat the hell's going on here.

I'm going to find out.NI've just got to find out.

You're going to have toNgive me some time.

Bye, Natalya.

No, no, it's great.

Yeah, I can't wait.

Thanks. will do.

OK, speak soon. Bye, Saran. Bye

Yeah? There's a man asking for you.NHe's very insistent.

I sent him into the conference room.NOK.

Mr Glynn. How can I help you?

I'm still waiting for thoseNcontracts you promised.

Erm...

I should have draftsNin a couple of days.

Busy, are you?

These technical issues, they take a little more thought.NIt's not straightforward...

I'm not cutting you inNon my business

to be taken for granted, Evan.

You work for me,NI expect to see sweat.

Tea or coffee for either of you?NNo, we're fine, thanks, Delyth.

Thank you. OK.

The Reardons want compensationNfor Paddy.

This came from Dublin.NShane Patrick, the boss.

Half a million.

What do you think?

My advice to you would be,Ntake this to the police.

When I die, I prefer toNhave a head stone.

You?

Dewi, this really isn't my areaNof expertise.

My professional advice stands.NThis is blackmail.

I told them you'd be in touch.

I want a deal, Evan.NOne we can all live with.

I saw your wife in town.

She'll be expecting any day soon.

Next week.

Well, you better get a move on.

You'll be wanting some family time.

What you looking at?

Erm...

I'm working.

At four in the morning?

Why don't you go back to bed?

And I'll be up in a minute.

You used to talk to me.

You used to listen.

You can sleep on the sofa.

He had an empty file in the office.

Pederson Plant. Ring any bells?

There was an old boy calledNIfor Pederson who dealt in plant.

But he died about eight years ago.

This was a new file.

And who would he have been meetingNin a lap-dancing club?

I want to believe thatNhe's a good man.

Has to be the Glynns. Has to be!

He had a gun, Steve. He had...

..a gun!

He was being hounded for moneyNby somebody

who'd already got away with murder.NWhy? Why should...?

Why? Why couldn't he have...

Why couldn't he have told me?

There's nothing harder than lettingNdown people you love, is there?

I wish I could just stay here.

I've got to go to work in a minute.

None of this is your fault, Faith.

I've got to get some sleep.

Hello? Hello, is this Dr Alpay?NYes. How may I help?

I've got, erm, the most horrendousNtoothache, and I was just...

Well, I was wonderingNif there was any chance

of getting to see you today.

Weekend emergency is £100Nplus normal fees.

£100...? OK, I guess.

1:30pm. Name, please.

Edwards... Helen Edwards.

Thank you.

Shit and bollocks.

Oh, shit and bollocks.NShit and bollocks. Shit, shit, shit!

Come in.

Forensics confirmedNthere are no usable prints.

Whoever it was knew whatNthey were doing.

What do you think a woman likeNFaith Howells sees in Baldini?

Danger?

She'll never cash in the lifeNinsurance without a body.

I want you to follow her.

Best not mention it to Terry.

Mrs Howells? Yes.

Huw Parry. Detective ChiefNInspector, Swansea CID.

I'm a friend of Tom'sNand I'd like to help.

OK.

OK, come in.

I'm, erm, here as a friend,NMrs Howells.

Friend of the family.

Tom is worrying that EvanNmight have done something

he shouldn't have.

Financially.

He told me in strictest confidence.NWe met at the yacht club.

Oh, God, you're not inNthe Freemasons, are you?

I wouldn't want to see him in any trouble,Nif you catch my drift. No, not really.

One of the virtues of living inNa small community like this is,

we help each other.

But, you know, if you prefer...

No, sorry. I'm sorry.NJust, erm, carry on.

There was a phone callNthe morning he left.

One of your daughters told Tom.

What do you know about that,NMrs Howells?

No more than you.

I can't help youNif you don't help me.

I have to be careful not to treadNon Susan's toes. Susan? Who's Susan?

DI Williams. Susan?

I'll get my officersNto do what they can.

Evan was a special man, Mrs Howells,

and I want you to know that I'mNgoing to work as hard as I can to...

Sorry, I better take this.

Hey, Delyth. Everything OK?

Yeah. Oh, come on, Delyth.

It's Sunday. I just want to spendNsome time with the kids.

Why... What?

Why can't Cerys do it, then?

Hey, hello. Hello! I know how muchNshit we are in, OK, Delyth?

Yeah, well, just... Just send meNthe address, then, all right?

Goodbye.

I've got a few things to sort outNbefore I pick up the kids.

OK? Course.

Yeah, they're fine.

Don't hurry.

Faith...

What we talked about...

You won't say anything to Tom,Nwill you?

Well, maybe you should grow a pair,NMarion, and tell him yourself.

You'd feel better for it, trust me.

See you later.

Bloody cheek.

Mr Davies!

Hello. Faith Howells.

Your daughter phoned my office.

She said the landlord wanted youNout of the premises

by the end of the month.

Well, erm, yes. Well, so he says.

Erm, I'd like to take a lookNat the paperwork, if I may?

I... I don't want to be a bother.

No, you're not, you're not. Let'sNsee what we can do for you, OK?

All right, then.

OK, erm, I'll just get my basket.NAll right.

This is a lovely garden, Mr Davies.NLovely.

Keeps me off the streets!

This is a life tenancy, Mr Davies.

Eh? This is a life tenancy.

You're sitting pretty.NYou're not going anywhere.

These letters that, erm,Nwhat's-his-name's been sending you?

Watkins. Watkins. Well, he's justNtrying his luck to see if he can

get rid of you for a couple of quid.NThere we go, look.

This was the deal. Right.

They paid you pittance for 40 years

but they guaranteed a roof overNyour head until the day you died.

See, that's how tiedNcottages worked.

But if he wants to get rid of meNso badly...

..well, there's no peaceNto be had here any more.

Well, he's a bullyNand he's stupid with it.

You leave him to me, OK?

I'll talk to his solicitorNfirst thing.

Erm...

But, erm... What about the letters?

Harassment's a crime, Mr Davies.

He can back offNor he can see me in court.

OK?

Erm, look, erm...

Let me get you somethingNfrom the garden

to take home with you, yes?NNo... Strawberries, maybe?

Strawberries.

Scum-bag.

Come through, Mrs Edwards.

Sit down, please.

First time here? Yes.

So...

..Mrs Edwards, tell me whereNit hurts. Just back here.

When was your last check-up?NErm...

A long time? Uh-huh.

Ah, yes, I see a cavity.

Aww! Sorry.

I'll numb that for you now.

No, I'm not going to have...NIt's fine. It's OK.

I won't have anything done today.NIt's OK.

Just relax.

I can wait outside, all right? Shh.

OK?

I know why you're here, Mrs Howells.

You want to know where Evan is.

I can help you.

But the price is 20,000 cash.

You know where he is? Maybe.

Your husband was involvedNwith some...

..bad people. Yeah, I know that.

What did he call himself?

Oh, you mean Alec?

Alec Fenton?

I heard him answer his phone.

You can trust me, Faith.

I want to help.

Just tell me,Nis he alive or is he dead?

Nice and wide, please.

Yeah, I got 'em, ta.

Erm, ma'am, I think you shouldNtake a look at these.

Evan's criminal casesNover the last year.

I mean, these aren't pleasantNpeople he's been dealing with.

What do you see there,NConstable, hm?

Evidence.

Not enough to proveNa crime's been committed,

but all pointing in one directionNand it keeps coming.

It's Sunday. Go home to your wife.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, that was good timing.NJust in time for tea.

Hey, look who's here.

Hi, Mam. Hello! Hi, Mam.NPicked fresh this morning.

Hello, hello!

Hello, hello, hello, hello!

Hello, big boy.

Have you got a cwtch for me?NHave you got a cwtch for me?

You haven't, have you?NOh, bye-bye, then.

Look at you, superhero!

Mam!

Come on, girls. Come on,Nwe've got to put on our pyjamas.

You'll remember to lockNall the doors, Mam?

Mm-hm.

Yeah, of course. Now, I've told youNto stop worrying, Megs, OK?

We're perfectly safe.

Grandpa doesn't think so.

Well, old people,Nthey like to worry, don't they?

Don't take any notice.

OK, how is that?

Into bed, please.

Mammy? Yeah.

Why was Granny askingNso many questions today?

What kind of questions, darling?

She asked if you and DadNhave been shouting at each other.

Well, we haven't, have we?

Are you and Daddy getting a divorce?

No! No, no, no, no.

Me and your dad love each otherNround the world and back again, OK?

And we love all of youNvery, very, very much.

If I was you, I'd get into bed now,Nstop worrying,

and just go to sleep, right?

OK?

Good night and stop worrying.

Good night, you.

Stop worrying.

Hello, Mammy's beautiful boy.

Love you.

I'll leave the door open.

Oh, shit.

Hello, Evan. I'm his wife.

Who are you?NHow do you know my husband?

Hello?

Dr Alpay?

Faith Howells.

Screw you.

Yes, that's right. Bye-bye.

Right, girls, school. Come on!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on. Stop eating, you.

Stop eating!

Mrs Howells. Good morning.NGood morning.

I'm sorry. Several clients haveNbeen late settling their accounts

and, in my absence,Nthings have not been running

as efficiently asNthey should have. I see.

But I'm back now with a planNto get us back on our feet.

Re-mortgaging our family homeNshould clear the firm's overdraft,

and all we'll need in the meantimeNis a small extension

just to coverNthis month's outgoings.

As the bank also holds our mortgage,Nit should be a straightforward...

Straightforward transaction.NThe mortgage is in joint names...

Mm-hm... so you'll have toNhave your husband's signature.

Well, there didn't seem to beNa problem

extending the firm's overdraftNwith just his signature.

I can't see why you wouldn'tNreduce it with just mine.

You both signed for the overdraft,NMrs Howells. I have it here.

Erm...

Yeah, erm, that is your signature,Nisn't it?

So, yes, there... there, yes, it is.

There has got to be a wayNof doing this without Evan.

I'm afraid it's been takenNout of my hands. Please.

You'll receive a letter tomorrow...

..and you'll have to pay upNwithin seven days.

Cerys, I need a word.

Delyth, fix me an appointment withNLloyd & Lloyd to discuss John Davies.

Tell them it's urgent.

Hey, Rhods!

How's Natalya? Fine.

Is this going to take long?NI'm meant to be in court.

You asked me on Saturday nightNwhat I was going to do.

The bank has given me a week to saveNthe firm and I will do everything -

everything I can possibly doNto do that,

but I can't do it on my own.

So, erm, Cerys, you need to tell meNwhat you want to do.

If you see your future here orNdo we just cut our losses and...

..and focus on finding Evan?

OK, that makes things...NI'm in, on one condition.

You're as honest with me as I'llNbe with you. I like to gamble.

I've had boyfriends and girlfriends but the onlyNtime I ever tried it on with Evan I was drunk.

By the way, he behaved likeNthe perfect gentleman.

I don't do drugs often,NI don't steal,

but if justice requires me toNbend the rules to win, I will.

Now, I've got to go. You can saveNyour confession till later.

Ah, Faith.NI was so sorry to hear about Evan.

Is there any news? Not yet.

I was against him in courtNjust a fortnight ago.

Always one for the underdog,Nlike you.

Your client, Alun Watkins.NYes, good man.

Family's been with usNfor three generations.

John Davies is staying put.NHis decision is final.

£12,000 isn't to be sneezed at.NIt means nothing to him.

There is the matterNof the adjoining land.

It doesn't form part of the demise.

45 years of uninterrupted use.

I don't rate your chances in court.

Court? Yes.

Honestly? Mh-hm.

Now, how would he be able toNafford to take us to court?

He has understanding lawyers.

Sentimental ones.NOnes that care about justice.

Ones that won't see an innocent manNhounded out of his home.

£50,000, final offer.

Your client doesn't want the cottage,Nhe wants his own way. He can't have it.

And no more letters or I'llNsummons him for harassment.

You've lost none of your passion,NMrs Howells. Mm.

OK.

All offers are withdrawn.

Thank you.

I'm grateful.

Yes, get me Alun Watkins.

Come on.

Let me.

Are you sure? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

OK. Just need two thumbsNfor a minute.

Hello! Thank you.

He's a bit heavy.

You have a lovely boy, Mrs Howells.

Yeah, I had dealingsNwith your husband.

You're a client of my husband's?NNot exactly.

I'm sorry, I'm Faith.NI didn't catch your name.

I'm Gael. Gael Reardon.

Yeah, Paddy's widow.

And I appreciated Evan was justNdoing his job. He's a good man.

What can I do for you?NErm, Evan and I had a deal.

I'm just here to completeNmy side of the bargain.

What kind of deal?NHe ordered something from me.

Go ahead, check it.

3kg of best Columbian.

Hey.

Is something wrong?NGive me my son back, please.

Give me my child back, please.

He's the spit of his dad, isn't he?

I don't know what you think you'reNdoing. I want you to go away now.

My invoice.

120,000. Bank transfer is fine.

You seriously think I'm not goingNto go to the police with this?!

Well, you could, Mrs Howells,Nbut consider the consequences.

I married into a bigNand powerful family

that has a very long reach.

If you take me on, you're going toNhave to become a protected witness.

You and your children will have toNmove to a new town, new identities,

cut-off from the people you love.

Always looking over your shoulder.NDon't threaten me.

I'll make you a gestureNof goodwill...

..and mind this whileNyou arrange payment.

Nice to meet you at last.

Oh, and I do hope EvanNhasn't come to any harm.

Have you heard from him?

It's good of you to see me,NMrs Reardon.

Have a seat.

I'm, erm...

..sure you're aware of the letterNyour late husband's brother

sent to my clients, the Glynns.

I thought it was very fair,Ndidn't you,

seeing as that girl shot him downNin cold blood?

With respect, that's notNwhat a jury decided.

I was watching you very carefully,NMr Howells.

You didn't believe that alibiNwitness any more than I did.

The fact is, my clientNwould like to reach...

..acceptable terms, which means...

..allowing their businessNto prosper alongside yours.

And what business would that be,Nexactly?

200,000 is a more reasonable offer.

400,000. 250,000 is their limit.

And what if I refuse?NI would advise you not to.

I like you.

I think you are a cleverNand resourceful man,

wasted on those people.

400,000.

I'll, erm...

I'll talk to them.

And maybe when this is settled,Nyou and I should talk.

Good.

I look forward to that very much.

Goodbye, Evan.

Goodbye.

Special delivery!

Jeez, babes.

I come in peace.

Do you know what? It's lookingNpretty good for a crime scene.

Come on, you haven't touchedNyour fizz. In a minute.

So, who do the police think it was?

Erm, they don't know.

What did they take?

Who?

The burglars, who do you think?

Not a lot.

So, it wasn't like a normalNburglary, then?

Were they looking for something?

Were they trying to scare you,Nor...?

Faith, I'm trying toNget you to share.

Come here.

Come here, Faith.

Right...

..you going to tell meNwhat's going on?

Oh, God, what now?

I've got the kids to put to bedNand everything.

Hey, do you know what? You sortNthe kids out, I'll get that.

Right, OK. Are you sure?NYeah, yeah.

OK.

Hi.

Hi.

Can I help you?

I'm a friend of Faith's. Well,Nclient mostly. Steve. Is she about?

Mam, stop it.

Ah, she's busy. Never mind.

Hang on.

Local? No, I just got stuck here.

Kids? One. Little girl.

Faith got me access.NShe's a life-saver.

So that's how you know her, is it?

Well, I knew Evan first, mind.

He got me off a conspiracy to rob.

Hello. Faith's phone.

No, sorry, she's busy at the moment.

Yeah, I'll pass that on.

No problem.

Look, Steve...

I'm sure you're a lovely guy,Nbut Faith really doesn't need

another bloke prowling roundNright now.

I'm just helping herNto look into things.

Your pants?

Oh, come on, new shirt, new jeans,

and you can't tell me your CalvinsNaren't fresh out of the box.

You're a good friend.

Tell her I'm around if she needs me.

Where's Steve?

Took the hint and left.

He definitely wants to shag you,Nthough, babe.

Oh, for God's sake, Lisa.NHe's a really nice guy.

Yeah, nice guys have willies too,Nyou know?

Right...

..are you going to tell meNwhat's going on?

It's loads worse than I thought.

Loads.

Hey.

Evan, he's been a...

..shit.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I'll check that for you. Shit.

It's Steve.

"Alpay works for the Glynns.NShe might be telling the truth. S."

Who's Alpay?

A dentist.

With fish.

Right.

Some woman called too, somethingNabout a tractor, by the way.

What? Yeah, something aboutNa garden being ripped up.

Her dad?

No. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Erm, you...

You're going to have to look afterNthe children for me. I have to go.

I have to go, Lisa.

Lisa, thank you.

Bethan?

Bethan?

Not today, not today,Nnot today, not today.

Keep it together.

Keep it together.

Your girlfriend still owes usN80K, Steve.

She hasn't got it.

If she wants her kidsNto have a mother,

she'd better try harder.

John!

John, it's Faith.

John?

John, it's Faith.

It's Faith.

It's Faith.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

♪ Lay me in the waterNWash my sins away

♪ Forgive, forget

♪ Somewhere near redemptionNbut I'm not there yet

♪ Lay hands on me

♪ You will be the boyNthat will be there singing

♪ All roads will lead

♪ Back to the beginningNwhere you still believe

♪ Oh, the river runs forever

♪ Never reaching home

♪ And I will wallow in the undertow

♪ Never let go, never let go

♪ Still have faith in me

♪ Never let go, never let go

♪ You are not alone

♪ Never let go of me. ♪