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Fever all through the night.

Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night I

light up when you call my name And you know I'm gonna treat you right You give

me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight

Fever in the morning Fever all through the

night

Everybody's got the fever. That is something you want.

Fever isn't such a new thing. Fever started long ago.

Romeo loved Juliet.

Juliet, she felt the same.

When he put his arms around her, he said, Julie, baby, you're my flame. Now

it fever.

When we tipped up the fever without blaming you.

Fever.

Ah, a fire.

Fever, yeah, a fire.

Hi, DS Satchel.

This is DCI Connor.

Oh, um, boyfriend owns the flat. We've contacted him.

Jesus.

Nurse.

200. She's still in the air.

Come on. Another adrenaline.

Charging. 200.

Another adrenaline. 200.

Charging. 350.

Excuse me. I'm looking for Angela Duck.

1560.

Call it.

Angela, that's it. I have to see her.

Is she all right?

You're the doctor.

I'm her partner. We live together.

I'm sorry, what's your name?

Colin. Colin Thorpe.

Am I seeing her?

I'm Detective Sergeant Satchel. I'm sorry, Mr. Thorpe.

Angela didn't survive the fall.

My friend, she died a few minutes ago.

No, no, no. I spoke to her this morning. She was fine.

I have to see her. We were due to meet.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, she died about five minutes ago.

Uh -huh.

Yeah, could you give me a moment, please? Hold on a sec.

Yeah. Boyfriend's here. He's in a real state.

We're supposed to meet her.

Well, it would help us if you could get him to formally identify Angela and tell

him that we'll be treating his flat as a possible scene of crime.

His girlfriend's just died, for Christ's sake.

The sooner it's done, the faster we're out of here, Satch.

BCI Connor, murder team.

This is Dia Stachel, he'll be working with me.

Looks like a blood swipe.

You should flee the other stuff from the bag.

And there's videos over here, lots of them.

All hardcore porn.

You did already, have you?

No, the covers will make your eyes water.

Take it in, yeah?

It wasn't only the hole that's filtered.

So, what are you saying?

I thought I made it pretty obvious.

She was hit over the head.

That probably knocked her out.

There was a blow to the right side of the skull.

And there are grip marks on legs and arms.

So she was hit on the head, then thrown over the balcony.

Gov, call on line two. Wouldn't say who it was, said it was urgent, and the

native talked to ASAP.

Lisa, your job was to tell me who's calling, urgent or not. Right.

What do you want me to do?

Put him through, put him through.

Detective Chief Superintendent Walker.

I'm sorry, would you say that again?

Oh, yes.

Yes, yes.

I haven't been informed of the situation.

As you know, it'll be handled by the station nearest to the scene.

Lisa!

Yes, sir?

Who's the SIO at Hobson?

Yes, right, sir.

It'll be headed up by DCI Connor.

Sir, it's Mike.

Give me the Lord Donner, the Angela Dutton suicide.

No, I don't want to talk to Connor. You bloody wuss.

Can I get evidence box 556702 Susan Del Rey, 1990, please?

That.

Mm -hmm.

Yeah, well, who wants to know?

Tell them I'm busy.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Bye.

They're forensicated out here.

Foster reckons she was hit over the head before she fell.

The rail's too high. She'd have had to climb up to get over it.

Where's that banshee, Connor?

She's got some beer in her bonnet about the victim's mother.

Careful! Careful! Don't drop that! Hang on! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Okay, I've got it. We're okay.

Thank you.

Don't all of them.

All? The three boxes.

Yeah.

Well...

Angela Dutton had a record.

She worked as a prostitute for a bit.

Got picked up a couple of times.

Looks like she landed on her feet. It was her head, Satch.

Oh.

Wow.

Thank you.

Walker.

Why me asking why you were here?

Assistant Commissioner asked me to oversee the case.

God knows why.

Can you give me details of anyone removing this recently?

I feel it's broken.

We're still working on the victim.

I've asked them to jump the queue to buy us a little.

Yeah, Detective Chief Inspector Roisin Connor.

Yes, I will keep you informed as to... Yes, sir.

Yes, pardon me.

Walker.

Yeah, Satch, what's the consensus?

Okay, I've been trying to get in touch with Connor. Where the hell is she?

Busy. Busy doing what? Get it done bloody well, call me, will you?

Susan Del Rey, box two.

Good looking, wasn't she?

There's another one, box three.

And a DCS walker called.

Can you get back to him? What's the list in box three?

The only one I can fill is the whole box.

Then hide her down.

Box three.

She was found naked, just wrapped in the eiderdown, body very decomposed.

She had her poodle with her.

Split throat.

Not her, the dog.

She was a well -known actress.

She was in the news for weeks.

You've got a very good memory, Norman.

No, not really.

This was taken down two months ago.

Oh, he had all the permissions, signed all the documents, etc.

He had a young woman with him, but couldn't let her in, no matter who he

Who's the he?

Um... Can I see all the paperwork, Norman?

I hope to Christ the dog's not in here.

What?

Oh, no, it's a joke.

Oh.

She was in a great mood.

You know, really up.

She was going to call a cab and never arrived.

I can't believe it.

There's no way she was depressed.

She was really happy.

Was there anyone with her?

She didn't say there was.

But I don't know.

She didn't mention anyone being with her. Could have been.

I can't believe it. I mean, there's no way that she was, you know, that I think

that she was going to do that.

We need to know if Angela had any enemies.

Anyone with a grudge against her.

Mr. Thorpe, we haven't had the post -mortem reports back yet, but we are

treating her death as suspicious.

Were you aware that Angela had a tricky past?

You think somebody killed her? How long have you lived together?

Six months.

A bit more.

We need a list of her friends.

No one had anything against Angela. She was just...

I'll take this in.

Maybe somebody at the club.

Yeah, what kind of club do you run?

Sorry, I... I can't do this right now.

Sorry. Yeah, I understand, Mr Thorpe, but I do have to make inquiries.

Tomorrow, I've just got to get back to the flat. I've been back there a year,

you know.

Yeah, well, just before you go, the contents of the bag you find in your

Do they belong to you?

No. They're not yours?

I've never seen them before.

Let him go, but keep an eye on him.

This is a list of all the items, and all were returned.

Is this the girl who tried to get in here?

Yeah, that's her.

He said she was Del Rey's daughter.

Lovely looking.

She's not anymore. She's dead.

Norman? Roisin.

Sir.

You're looking good.

How's Cricklewood treating you? With respect, with respect. I get my calls

returned. Oh, I'm sorry I've been busy.

So I've been told.

I'm under a lot of pressure on this Angela Dutton case.

Hang on, I'm the SIO here. Yes, you are.

I'm forced to tell us me her death is suspicious and why the hell are you

wasting valuable time on the dead files?

I'm not wasting time.

Come and have a look, sir.

Susan Del Rey, murdered, 1990.

That's the eiderdown her body was found wrapped in. It still smells of her

perfume. That old place stinks to death to me.

I need you back at the station.

Angela Dutton, Susan Del Rey's daughter, so I'm told. She was here, trying to

get access to her mother's case files.

Now, have a look at the name of the person who last had access to Susan Del

Rey's case files.

Only the head of clubs invites.

Chief Superintendent Martin Wilke. Do you want to tell me what the hell's

on here?

Shit.

From her fall, her body was broken like a doll's.

No old bruises on her anatomy.

Apart from... These are interesting.

Both wrists and both ankles. Not deep, not breaking the skin anyway.

But at some time recently, she has been restrained.

Not rope marks, either. Maybe handcuffs?

Hmm.

Can I see the body?

I'd like to see those abrasions for myself.

Oh, was she wearing underwear?

Yeah, a pair of lace panties on back to front.

Matching bra, lace.

Very expensive, I'd say.

Sadly, not the sort my wife wears.

She looks so like her mother.

She worked at her boyfriend's club, Plato's. A lot of kinky stuff goes on

Maybe she was into bondage.

All that stuff we found, I'd say she was.

Is that who you're working for, Satch? Me or Walker?

Of course they stumped on me in the middle of the year. He's an old friend.

We've worked a lot of cases.

I see, and you keep him updated.

I don't know what's going on. He called.

He asked me to give him Foster's report.

Any sign of sexual activity?

Oh, yes. Lady was very sexually active.

Both vaginal and anal.

Right.

Our victim, Angela Dutton, age 25.

Now, she was picked up for prostitution in 1995 and then again in 1996 when the

massage parlour she worked for was busted by clubs and vice. Since then, we

haven't got an awful lot on her.

except for the fact that she worked in her boyfriend's club.

Such. Where's some club?

It's called Plato's and is licensed as members only.

I don't think this is any of your usual dank red light stuff. This is a

membership that will cost you 25 grand.

And for that, you'll get whatever you want.

S &M, bondage.

Golden showers.

Yeah, I think we get the picture. Well, I'm not sure you do. I mean, this is all

legal consenting adults. They have a sex establishment licence issued by local

magistrates in 2002.

It covers striptease, nudity, lapdark... OK, let's press on. Can we get... Well,

you won't get access to members' lists easily. I mean, they'll probably all

assume names anyway.

If I want to get access to a membership list, I'll get a bloody warrant, OK?

Thank you. Now... Could I have a word, please?

Hoxton Police Station, can I help you? In your office.

There, Collingport's solicitor just rang.

So, why?

I'm going to be looking over my shoulder the entire time. I think I deserve to

know why.

Come in.

What's your solicitor just rang?

Alex Somerton.

You want me to bring him back in?

Back? Have you interviewed him already?

Yeah, Somerton.

What does he want a weasel like that for at this stage?

Well, any money that's connected to that club.

I mean...

They've got judges, MPs, millionaires, all kinky big spenders. Yeah, I know

that, Sash. I'll race to meet him at his club later.

OK.

That's why you've been brought back in.

We've put on under the shag pile. Is that it, Walker? You know what? Take me

the case. I don't want to work with you. You have no choice, Fosheen.

I don't like it.

Especially working alongside someone who's tried their very hardest to throw

dirt at me. But you couldn't make it stick.

I don't care what you want.

We're working together.

Let's call a truce. Okay, fine.

But first, I want to question Martin Wilkes, head of Clubs and Wives.

Then... No. Get back to the lab for an update.

Hey, long time.

Obviously, this isn't social. I need to ask you a few questions. I know what

it's about.

Why did you take Angela Dutton to look at her mother's dead case files?

Because she asked me to.

In fact, it's going to be a real pain in the neck about it if I just did it,

but... Yeah, why?

Yeah, this is Chief Superintendent Martin Wilkes.

What's the update?

They have the warrant.

Well, tell them to go for it. Keep me informed.

What were you saying?

I said why.

Martin, you obviously knew what Angela Dutton was. You obviously had details of

her mother's murder case files. Why put yourself in a really compromising

situation by taking her to the bloody dead fowl's warehouse?

It was stupid, but I felt sorry for her.

When did you last see her? I didn't see her.

What? She just calls you out of the blue? Come on. Are you having a sexual

relationship with Angela Dutton? For Christ's sake, mate. Look, you better

clean with me, because if you were...

You could lose your bloody job if this gets out.

Somebody pushed that poor bitch off her balcony.

They belted her in the head.

Probably had sex with her before they did.

How are

the

kids?

They're fine.

Yeah.

Really good.

God, they grow up fast, eh?

Angela had found a letter about her mother's murder, though she contacted

Susan Del Rey. Susan Del Rey, yes. I was questioned with regard to her murder. I

was also released. For God's sake, it was 14 years ago, Mike.

I'll do my best to keep your name out of this. For God's sake, be careful.

I will appreciate it.

I'll fill you in on what we've come up with so far.

Quite a good job cleaning up, but we have blood traces and a lot of

fingerprints.

So we'll be checking those against the victim and owner.

We also opened up the dishwasher.

It's been run.

What's odd is it contains only a few items of cutlery, plates, cereal dish,

wine glasses.

There's also been white paint of any prints.

I would like a check on a couple of things.

There's a toweling robe hanging in the bathroom with hibs and rides on the

pocket, which means it's quite possible hers is missing.

And matching sets of towels, slate grey and white.

And from the slate grey, there's two large bath towels missing.

Could be in the laundry or whatever.

But if your victim was struck from behind, she may be leaned over the bath

run the taps. There could be quite extensive bloodstains.

And another thing, whoever killed your girl would maybe also have dressed her.

So the killer would also have placed her shoes on the balcony.

Possibly.

We also found a piece of costume jewellery, diamond and pearl earring,

the carpet by the sofa.

There are blood swipes by the door onto the balcony and a blood spot on the side

of the railing.

That's all I have for you at the present time.

Thanks, Jean.

You know, when she was dying, she found the strength to say not once but twice,

Mother.

Why don't we just leave Susan Derry out of this for the moment, will we?

Well, I don't think you can.

So whoever's pulling your strings, I advise you call them and let them know

we're reopening her case.

That's procedure, sir, and you know it.

No one is pulling my strings, we are.

And if there is a connection, believe you me, I will dig it out.

You know, if Angela found out something about her mother's killer, it would give

us a hell of a motive for tossing her off the balcony.

Oh, there.

Here's Keane. That's Tarzan one day. Normally we have to pressure him into...

Tarzan, there's someone already is pressuring him.

Lisa. Sir?

Lisa, I want you on this case because of your clubs and vice training.

So you'll be working out of there with DCI Connor.

Thank you, sir. That's the good news.

Bad news is, I'm going to be sitting right there.

Understood?

Right, sir.

On my bike.

Yeah, but either way, we have no option but to consider the Susan Delray case as

part of this inquiry.

Yeah, well, she is a bit of a loose cannon.

No, there is no way I can tell as yet if they are connected.

What?

I don't know how women wear these things.

Yes.

Anyway, hardly likely she put them on back to front herself.

I'd say she was therefore dressed by a male.

We have blood inside the dress, which I think proves she was hit and cleaned up

before she was dressed.

One fake pearl and diamond earring found beneath the sofa. She wasn't wearing

the other, and it hasn't been found.

I've been asked to check over a cold case file.

Susan Del Rey?

Who?

Detective Chief Superintendent Walker.

Results of the tests on the seven sofa cushions.

Well... You have three semen DNA samples, two from the bedsheets, one

sofa cushion. Oh, sorry, and a fourth from the pillow.

And the victim has had sexual intercourse, so we can run tests for the

taken from her.

Mask up, please. God forbid we contaminate any of the penises.

Did she just say what I think she said?

We'll have to run DNA tests on all of them, as we don't know which was the

favourite.

Aye. God, look at the size of that one.

This little selection, rather outdated, is from the Del Rey evidence box.

No battery, that is rather a disgusting douche, but we have found pubic hairs.

Did we get any from the bag with the sex toys, the leather mask?

I'm working as fast as I can. When I get to the mask, I'll tell you.

We need to get a swab from the boyfriend as soon as possible for elimination

purposes. Yeah.

Unless, of course, super sleuth GTS Walker is doing it all single -handed.

Is he still living with Barbara?

No, that broke up. He's got a bed set up at Marble Archway.

You've worked with him a few times, haven't you, Sash?

Well, just keep me out of it.

That are you staying is good, Sash?

No, I just don't get involved in personal stuff.

Last time I worked with Walker was at Richmond.

We had a lot of recovered money go missing, and I'm damn sure I know who

it. Well, she no way is Michael Benk copy. There was even a hint of it. You

think they'd have him heading up the murder squad? Oh, I had more than a

Thatcher. I just couldn't prove it. But you know what? He's going to slip up one

day, and I can wait.

Martin, I literally have five minutes.

Now, reopening the Susan Delroy case, have you been questioned? Not yet, but

doubt I will be. At some point, past infidelities have an unpleasant way of

creeping out of the closet.

But I have put some pressure on to avoid any press scandal emerging.

You are here, I presume, because of that wretched girl? Angela Dutton.

She tried to hit you for money? Hit me? No, she did not.

You? No, no.

Have you been contacted by Jonathan Southwood?

She knew your identity, so he'll be the first to ask for money. Certainly.

I'm dripping with it.

I'm afraid I need to be back on the bench.

You know, we all made a mistake.

And I don't think it wise to be seen to still maintain a connection. Am I making

myself clear? On March the 15th, I was in court all day with you presiding.

Andrew, you've got to help me with this.

I wasn't cold all day. Yes, yes.

So you were.

OK, we're done.

Oh, come on. Turn that bloody thing off, will you?

Right, she was illegitimate.

Ah, yeah, there.

Thanks, Leora.

And was put into foster care pretty much from the day she was born. Now, it

appears her mother had almost little or nothing to do with her. Now, we think...

That there is one living relative, Susan Del Rey's sister.

We're currently trying to trace her. Now, when Susan Del Rey was murdered,

grandmother took over the care of Angela.

She died ten years ago. So Angela, a teenager, moves to London, aged 15, gets

hooked on drugs and ends up on the game.

This is her scrapbook.

In it, we have pictures of her with her grandmother and the news articles on her

mother's murder.

Now, in her mother's vanity case, we found two birth certificates, hers and

mother's. There were also letters and mementos and things.

DCS Walker here has invited the officer who led the original murder inquiry,

Del Rey murder inquiry, to come in and enlighten us.

What? He's back in Dublin now, but he's agreed to come over. He said he'll talk

to DCS Walker about his expenses.

I have two areas I need covering.

OK, two months before Angela died, she made a request to the Home Office to

access to her mother's case files. Now, this was denied.

However, she had help.

from one of the men suspected in her mother's murder. All three of them were

questioned and released without charges.

Now, they are, number one... Don't disclose any names, please.

I'm sorry, excuse me, am I missing something here?

We're not to know the suspect's names?

Not yet.

Fine.

Annie, do you know what I need? I need you to set up a press conference for me.

No press release.

Your office.

Search.

Right, you two.

Take a look at the three suspects' names. The Prime Minister for one is

certainly not going to be happy about this.

Oh, he's not, is he?

Is he?

A high -ranking cabinet member, Jonathan Southwood, and a judge, Andrew Saxon.

And number three, the man with access to the Del Rey case, Vosthead of Clubs and

Vice, Chief Superintendent Martin Wilkes.

Miss Del Rey liked important men, then.

We weren't exactly movers and shakers when she was knocking them off, were we?

It's starting to make sense, though. What is?

Which one's putting you under pressure?

No press release, come on!

Hang on a second. It was never revealed whose daughter Angela was, so how come

they got on to you about an ex -taught suicide to start off with? Oh, come on,

Satch, it's bloody obvious. The men don't want to open up this kind of

Yeah, but we're going to, right?

So how do we play?

I think this is a sexually motivated kill. We go after the boyfriend.

His alibi checks out. We go after him first.

Well, when am I going to get access to the three suspects and the doll, Ricky?

I've already talked to Martin Wilkes. His alibi's firm.

Fine.

Walker put you on my team, correct?

Yes, ma 'am. And you also have D .C. Holly and... If I know who I have, West,

I'm just confused as to why you're here.

I guess because of my club's advice training.

Oh, yeah.

The whole eight months of training you get before you're transferred to Walker?

Night, ma 'am.

Get me the videos. I want to take them home.

Yes, ma 'am. I've made a number of copies. Just one thing.

I didn't ask to be on this case.

I'll make two of us.

There's some details that came in. You wanted to know about Angela Duffman's

bank account?

Yes. The £50 ,000 cash payment put into a deposit account six days ago.

Fifty -five -zero.

That's an awful lot.

Anything else?

The governor asked me to make copies of the birth certificate.

There's no father named, but Susan Delray did a bit of an ink job on a date

birth.

Hoxton Station?

Yes, sir.

It's Chief Superintendent Martin Wilkes for you.

Martin, thanks for getting back to me. Yeah, listen, I can't talk right now,

I really need to see you.

Yeah, no, that'd be great.

Flat 40, waterfront court.

Should we say 8?

I'm abreast.

I wanted Harley, but I've only just passed the test.

Miss Sandra Dutton? This is the victim's aunt, yeah?

Well, I hope so. I called her earlier.

Hello?

Sandra Dutton?

Oh, are you the lady you called?

Yes, I'm DCI Roisin Connor. This is DC1. Oh, sorry, I was just having a cup of

tea with Shirley.

So you've had some trouble?

Oh, the break -in, yeah.

You were burgled two months ago.

What did they take?

Letters from my sister of photos and her make -up box.

No use to anyone.

Only Angela.

The vanity case.

It was up there.

It was a fake lip of skin.

A plastic.

They were quite fashionable in the 70s.

So it was unusual for Angela to visit you. Oh, yes. First time in years.

Turns up in a flash car, all dolled up.

Didn't half look like a mother.

She said she wanted my sister's things, and I said what I had was mine.

So she'd never asked for anything before?

No. She never even sent a Christmas card.

Did she know that you had things belonging to her mother?

She said she had a right to them.

Said she wanted to know who her father was. Did you give her anything?

Well, she offered me £50, so I gave her my big scrapbook.

Well, flash car and diamonds. I reckoned if she wanted the rest, she could pay

me more.

So she knew you had more.

Well, these were Susan's.

But she didn't want these.

And a week later, I was broken in two, so it wasn't hard to guess who did it.

And she didn't seem distressed to you at all?

No, she was full of herself.

When she said she wanted to know about her father.

I said, was she getting married? You know, planning on having children.

What did she say?

Well, she said it was for something else, but she didn't say what it was.

So everything that we've taken belonged to Susan Del Rey? They've been repeating

a lot of the series that Susan starred in, and I videoed them, and they were

taken, and a bag with things in it. What kind of bag?

Quite big, good quality leather, expensive.

It had things in it. What kind of things?

Thanks. I don't know why I kept them.

Like a leather mask?

I never got over my sister's murder, and nor did our mother.

Well, they never found out who did it.

And they killed little Bobo, her dog.

Oh, white it was.

White poodle. Oh, it went everywhere with her.

Well, it died with her, didn't it?

I'm sorry.

Oh!

Terrible way to kill yourself.

I mean, she must have really wanted to die.

You did that on purpose.

Yeah. I wanted to get her a reaction.

I'll buy a new one. I'll sign the expense form.

Thank you.

Go check all the letters and all the personal stuff that we have at the

Yeah. See what you can find.

Well, you report to me first. You understand?

Yes, ma 'am.

Police! Hand over the package.

Any comments on the education bill?

Come on, please.

Any comments, please?

No comments.

Thank you.

I've already told you, Martin, I didn't even know she existed.

This thing could blow up in our faces.

Martin, Martin, Martin.

So she didn't try to blackmail you?

If the little bitch had tried to blackmail me, you'd be the first person

turn to.

Little bitch?

So you did know?

No, I didn't. I'm just assuming it's a case of like mother, like daughter.

This reopening of Susan's case, it's absurd.

Can you do anything?

No, I can't. Well, talk to Andrew Saxon. He's a judge now. I'm sure he can do

something.

And, Martin, let's not call again.

You understand?

Yeah. Good.

Thanks so much.

It's okay.

Let them in.

Just bring them straight to my office.

Thank you. Good evening.

Good evening. Can I see your membership cards, please? No.

Good evening.

I'm Mr Thorpe's assistant.

If you'd like to follow me, please.

Is it both of you?

Yeah. This way, please.

We have to go to the third floor. Mr Thorpe's expecting you. Is this your

visit to the club?

Yes. The dining room is through there with an a la carte menu and buffet, and

the club's bar is next door.

On the fourth floor, we have the bedrooms and private gaming suite.

We also have a health bar, massage room and jacuzzi on basement level.

Hello.

It's been a long time, hasn't it? Yeah.

Got the wine? Shouldn't be a moment.

No, nothing, thank you.

Some whiskey?

Just a small one, no ice.

Well, I'm here.

What do you want?

Oh, I don't wish to die.

Could you turn that off, please?

Certainly.

There you go.

The blue paper.

Evening. Have a seat.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks.

Right, you know why we're here, so let's not waste time.

Did Angela own a bathrobe?

I'm sorry?

You had a his bathrobe in the bathroom. Did Angela also have one?

Yes. In fact, she bought them. What about towels? You had two matching sets,

there were two slate grey ones missing.

I'm sorry, but I wouldn't know about those.

We have a cleaner.

Angela takes... The laundry's collected.

What day would that be?

I don't know.

Friday.

Do you mind if we take a mouth swab? We did find some semen stains on your

sheets and sofa. Would you agree to that? Of course, yes.

Did you have sex with Angela the day she died?

Not that morning, but the previous evening.

Yes, the night before.

Would she have had other friends, lovers, that she would entertain in your

apartment?

No. Not that I know of.

Now, wasn't that an arrangement between the two of you that she could have sex

with other men?

Well, it's not illegal to have a sexual relationship in or out of police

uniform. But when your partner's body is found dead, wrapped only in an

eiderdown with its pet dog... I know how she was found, Rochelle. There's no

need for you to elaborate.

You were the last person to see her alive. Listen to me.

I was, at one time, questioned under suspicion of being involved in Susan's

murder. I was, however, released.

No charges.

I did not have anything to do with her death.

I also have, which you're more than aware of, an exemplary police record,

resent. Martin, I could get you brought in for questioning.

I have already discussed this with Mike Walker.

I'm sorry?

I've admitted to being contacted by Angela. She wanted her mother's case

details. She'd apparently been given a scrapbook that had belonged to me. And

you discussed this with Walker? Yes, but I also made it very clear...

I did not have anything whatsoever to do with her murder.

Roisin, I have remarried. I have two young daughters and

I love my... I'm in love with my wife. And, you know, if this became

public, I'd probably lose her and my career.

On the day...

Angela Dutton fell to her death. I was in court until six o 'clock.

How well did you know Angela Dutton?

My first year on clubs and vice.

I was part of the team that busted the massage parlor where she was working.

was 16 years old. Was she blackmailing you? No, no.

She was trying to trace her father.

Who was me?

Susan had a trick. Able to put a condom on your dick with her mouth.

Angela was not my daughter.

She looked very like her mother.

Able to do the same trick, was she, Martin?

Did you have sex with Angela Dutton?

Now, you've seen the contents of a bag that we showed you with sexual S &M

You know, the black mask and the handcuffs, cat -o' -nine -tails, leather

I've already stated that the bag and its contents were not mine.

So let's be adult about this, shall we?

Did she work here?

If she chose to, yes.

It was her choice.

Was she paid to have sex?

This is a membership club. The girls do not get paid for their sexual favours.

I don't quite understand, Mr Thorpe, who exactly does get paid around here? You?

The members have a tab, if you like.

Everything's charged to them, whether it be the massage, dinner, the bar.

Yeah, well, let's be adult about this, will we, Mr Thorpe?

You and I both know that's not what this place is about.

That's exactly what this place is about.

Really? Well, right now, I'm just trying to get my head around how you get

around the law.

Perfect timing.

Alex Somerton.

My lawyer.

Alex. Long time.

Not an expected pleasure.

Yes, Doctor, I promise.

Tell Mum I'm on my way.

See you very soon.

Love you too.

Bye.

I'll also need your membership list.

No, I'm afraid we're unable to give you access to our membership records.

Okay, that's it. Thank you very much for your time, Mr Thorpe. We've sent

someone around to take a swab for DNA testing.

I value my time, Mr Thorpe, but I'm sure you do yours. I certainly don't like

mine being wasted.

Jerry, come in. Our guests are leaving.

Listen, pal, I ain't your guest.

I'm here to investigate the death of your girlfriend, and Mr. Thorpe, believe

me, I shall return and with or without the presence of Mr. Somerton, I will get

the information I want via a warrant.

Sorry, Paul, I was getting too close to Pope again there.

I'm going to take a stare.

They're taking a stare, it's not the list.

Colin, I'm sorry, they wanted you to stare.

Never mind.

Would you like me to serve you any drink?

Just get out!

No bloody warrant.

Don't worry. Just leave it with me. Well, I am worried.

One whisper that there's a problem in here and this place goes down. You know

how it works. Will they all hold firm about you being at the club?

I wouldn't. I was here waiting for her. I'm sure you were.

Who was she seeing?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Some men just can't keep their dicks in their trousers, can they, Alex?

And then I go into a partnership with someone who can't keep her knickers on.

Stupid bitch. Partnership? What sort of partnership?

She was hooking in someone with some money for me.

Someone who knew my mother.

Her mother? What about her?

Seems to be this movie actress, Susan Del Rey.

Never heard of her.

Angela never told you about her?

No.

She was murdered.

Now,

what are you two naughty boys doing creeping around?

Ask, and you can see.

Oh, it sounds like the fun's started.

You know, you've no idea just how beautiful

pain can be.

You know, I'm sure you're right, sweetheart, but just direct me to the

will you?

I'm sure you can find your own way out.

But you should come back sometime.

Stay a little longer.

But maybe leave your friend.

Oh, he's interested.

Yes, I can tell.

Look, I can see it in your eyes.

Hurt me.

Frighten me.

We found semen stains all over the bedroom.

If you were having intercourse with her, do you think we're not going to find

it, Martin?

I don't know what Walker told you or what he's promised you, but I'm the SIO

this inquiry, OK?

Now, if you've already admitted to seeing her, did you show her her

case file? Was she blackmailing you? Were you having a relationship with her?

Martin, please, just tell me the truth. Were you having sex with Angela Dutton?

Yes.

Every week.

You're in.

You're out. And if she wasn't available, she would introduce me to a friend. All

right, is that what you wanted to hear?

I only want to hear the truth.

The truth, Mark. Yes.

Well, you'll find out.

It's not something I'm proud of or want to admit to you, to anyone.

God, Martin, you've just been talking about your wife and your kids and your

house. You get initiated into sex by an experienced whore. You crave it. It was

an addiction, Rasheed. I couldn't control it. And I'd say running clubs

you would be spoils for joy.

I never abused my position.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, that was... What took

place?

Between Angela and myself was private.

Nothing to do with my job. My wife. Nothing to do with your job.

Nothing to do with your job. You abused your job. You're pitiful. You paid for

it. Sexist. Don't give me this crap about it being an addiction.

You don't understand.

You've probably never known what it's like to have sexual urges. It's simply

that. Sex, which has no connection to loving, lost.

at you.

You've never experienced axial gratification.

Or how to give it your enough tight bit.

You were when you worked on Vice. You think it wasn't common knowledge?

Get out,

Martin.

Do you know what my gratification is going to be? It's going to be hauling

up for the murder of Angela Dutton and get out of my house.

What are you doing in here?

Oh, I'm sorry. We were looking for the dining room.

I don't know how you came in here.

This way.

I don't know who they are.

They were in the kitchen.

Now, you don't do your job letting people wander around and supervise.

not a horse. I know I am. Do this once again, and you'll find out.

You're a white mouse.

We're on our way out. No need for the elbow treatment.

Bloody hell, no wonder the membership cost. I've never seen anything like it.

mean, those women.

Oh, shut up, Satch. That girl, the last one. What, you fancy her?

Oh, for Christ's sakes, man.

No, no, no.

I know I've either booked her or questioned her about something.

Not the type to forget.

She was a language student. She worked as an au pair.

Yeah, well, she's not now.

Hey, good night, Satch. Where are you going? I'm driving you.

I need a walk.

It's Mila, isn't it?

Detective Chief Superintendent Mike Walker.

I interviewed you. Your friend went missing?

Oh yeah, I remember you.

Taxi!

That is some club.

I was there because of Angela Dutton.

Oh, really?

Did you know her?

I can't really say that I knew her, but it was sure called the same. I mean, she

didn't seem to be a person that would kill herself.

Yeah, well, we don't think she did.

What?

We think maybe someone else was involved.

I don't understand.

We were told she jumped off the balcony to a suicide.

Well, she maybe had a little help.

Oh, God.

That's terrible.

Thank you.

Listen, I'm sorry if I was rude.

You were very nice to me. I appreciated that.

It was a long time ago.

So on the afternoon of March 15th, were you working on the club?

Yeah. What about Colin Thorpe? Was he there?

I didn't see him.

Could you take the lady home, please?

Where did you say you live?

I did.

You must be wondering about me and seeing me at the club.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I work at the restaurant where I found you.

I hate that.

I hate it so much.

But I have a sick child.

And then it's gone in a blue... Nothing. You could see a strong... It was just

pure... West.

I want you to take this to the lab.

And? Check up the DNA and against the prints we pulled a column of thoughts

flat.

And she's not coming down.

What was the outcome, sir?

Well, um...

Thorpe said there was a dressing gown matching his.

Is this someone talking?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess so.

Shit, what time is it?

Oh.

Listen.

Thank you for last night.

Nico works himself up into such a state I can't control him. And he's very

strong for a little boy.

I don't know what I would have done without you.

He's got a hell of a pair of lungs.

And some left hook.

Look, I really have to go.

Can't I make you some breakfast?

No, I have to go.

to go, but if you're serious about this, I'll be back.

Oh, please.

Oh,

gee.

Oh!

Oh!

She's wearing a bathrobe. They maybe had a few drinks.

Sex.

She leans over the bath to get to the taps. He gets in behind her, gives her a

wallop and something.

She falls forward, blood sprays on the glass. We then say or think, whatever

killer, cleans up the blood, wipes down the tub, the glass, and then dresses

her. A pair of lace panties on back to front.

I say she was therefore dressed by a male.

Then carries or drags her down to here, puts the shoes on the table, picks her

up over the railings.

tosses her out. The boy sees her falling. You see her falling.

I've said this over and over. I only caught... Yeah, yeah, yeah. The killer

gets the towels, the robe, and is gone.

Do you buy that?

I don't know.

I don't.

I mean, if we're working on the motive that whoever killed her killed her

because he knew she had some connection to her mother's murder, then...

You know, maybe even one of our suspect's letters. Then why leave the

behind? Why leave everything here? The vanity case, the letters, the list of

suspect's names. I'm not panicked.

We have semen stains from four different men, Satch.

Didn't bother him.

Bother who? Who are you talking about?

The boyfriend.

Look, if I was told that there had possibly been three or four blokes

my girlfriend and in my own pad, I'd react.

But now he makes a joke out of it, saying that, I don't know, she can't

son.

Yeah, well, maybe that's what makes a relationship work. You know, you deal in

sex, it becomes a commodity.

Well, you believe that.

I'm just trying to get my head around this.

Yeah, well, I couldn't take it.

You know, I don't live in a multi -million pound apartment block driving

Martin and work with amazing -looking whores all day and night.

Do you see her, Connor?

I'll be right there. Thank you.

We've got a result from the lab. Walker's on his way.

I told you to stay clear of Martin Wilson, you bloody...

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