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Thank you.

Right, come on, we're closed now.

Come on.

I've read your letters.

You should get your mail read directly.

Mum, where's your talent tracker?

We left it. Oh, shit.

What? I've gone over my limit again. Oi, come on, you two.

Unpaid chauffeur's leaving.

Well, I could drive the car for you.

Don't start that.

Insuring you would cost as much as the car.

Dad, you know the school scheme, true? Well, not you as well.

Well, don't forget we need to talk about maintenance payment.

Do you know how much I'll have left after the maintenance, the mortgage and

rent? Now look what you've done.

What have I done? You started a row.

You and your ski trip.

What about you and your car insurance?

Don't forget Max's for me, can't you?

Yes,

Mum. I've got my blood sugar monitor. If you run low on insulin, don't forget to

get more from the school doctor.

Yes, Mum.

Fiona, what is this crap? I'm on the phone.

Everybody's waiting. Shall I start without you?

I've got to go, darling.

Me too.

Bye, Mum.

I love you too.

Just stay here.

You okay?

What is the need? Can I help you?

Help!

The toxic is in!

Toby?

Some people! In mosques!

She's in a meeting, sweetheart, but can I help you?

Get back to the window!

Get back to the window!

Are you there?

Welcome to our new offices, part of the rebranding of Waddington Media prior to

flotation. When we go public, my father wants to stand down as chief executive

but remain as chairman, which leaves us with filling his post.

What is it?

Excuse me.

Your son just called, and then his driver.

Toby's missing.

Where's Megan?

Don't know.

Isn't this nice? One big happy family.

Move!

Goff?

Leave me alone, you bastards.

I don't know who you want me to be.

Garth, who did this to you?

Nobody, I told you.

Nobody.

You're your own worst enemy.

hurt.

Don't kid yourself.

Could have shot you.

Yeah.

You might have even killed me if you'd left the safety catch off.

You stink.

You've been drinking?

A bit early.

For what? Stupid questions.

Once the daughter was confirmed missing, the insurance company contacted SO10

and we've got clearance.

We monitor the situation and step in as needed.

Why don't the family just go to the anti -kidnap unit?

They don't want any police involvement.

I'm afraid the kidnappers might get spooked. Well, Abbott, there's more to

than that. Wellington media's about to go public. A kidnap scare could knock

millions off their stock. They don't want it leaking out. Either way, as far

the family are concerned, we're security experts.

Is there an introduction?

Yeah, Eleanor Stanhope. She's a corporate risk consultant with the

company.

Good to see you.

You're welcome.

I'll introduce you as kidnap and ransom experts. It shouldn't be a problem. We

usually subcontract.

What's the pay like?

Better than the yard.

Eleanor is ex -met.

You passed out at Hendon on the same day.

Must have been some party.

Here are some files on the kids and some background from the driver.

Why don't you get up to speed while Liam and I scope out things with the family?

Oh, please, go ahead.

Scope away.

How do we know they won't be hurt?

Well, it's unlikely.

They're worth too much alive.

It's the stupid driver's fault.

A double abduction takes lots of organisation.

The kidnappers sound very professional.

All they want is money. You say that, but how do I know?

In fact, how do I know you know what you're talking about?

Liam is one of the country's top hostage negotiators. He's run dozens of

operations. My son is diabetic.

He needs insulin injections every six hours, else he'll fall into a coma and

die.

So how long does that give us? 24, maybe 48 hours.

Come on, come on, get a mover!

How often does this happen?

Kidnappings only increase when we try to keep it quiet.

No, I mean us getting involved in insurance companies.

More often than you'd think.

Most top insurance consultants are ex -yard.

Jobs for the boys.

They tip you off, you kiss their arse, monitor the situation.

Then when you leave the force, you go and work for them as a consultant,

your salary.

Yeah, I could see how they knew your son's movement at school, but what about

Megan? What does she do? What's she interested in?

She's just a normal girl. She likes horse riding, snowboarding, pop music.

And how old is she?

Nineteen.

How often does she go clubbing? I don't know.

She doesn't tell me anything these days. Well, I just wonder who she mixes with.

I have to understand the family background.

If you had a teenage daughter, maybe you'd understand.

What are you doing?

Keep your face to the wall!

What have you done with my brother?

You've got to look after him.

We'll look after him, all right.

You finished?

I want to see my brother.

Be here.

It's just a means to an end. Don't let it get personal.

We'll need to set up a critical incident room somewhere secure and quiet.

You can have a room on the first floor. We haven't moved into those offices yet.

Have you any idea how long this is going to take?

We expect some kind of message very soon. The most kidnappings are resolved

ten days or less.

Ten days?

In that case, I'm going to have to ask you all to sign a confidentiality

agreement. That shouldn't be necessary.

With a public launch imminent, any leak could lead to a hostile takeover.

The future of the company is at stake. I'm sorry, I thought we were talking

about people's lives.

You do your job. Leave us to do ours.

Excuse me.

Management by fear.

Any news?

The driver only called a glimpse of the cyclist. Apparently the only defining

mark was some kind of new age tattoo.

Well, we'll go back, talk to the doorman, and the two only kids who were

sleeping rough outside the club. They must have seen something.

What's really going on with you and Eleanor, then? What? I thought you were

going to move. An email just arrived.

Oh, thank you.

Kelly!

It's marked no subject.

No son, no daughter, no police, no labels. What does it mean?

Could be some kind of slogan.

I'll get Ensys to run a check on it. Can you track the sender? Yeah, the

roofing's all there. I just track down the service provider and get the

machine.

Can't pin down the email.

Machine's in constant use by God knows how many people.

Up to 20 an hour on just one computer.

Get any further with the owners, couple?

The doorman says they often work their pictures around here. Thinks the girl's

name's Emma.

So why haven't they come forward?

They're crusties. They're not going to talk to the suits.

Well, get rid of the suit, then.

What? You wanted to try something proper undercover, didn't you?

I got leads from the confiscations unit.

Oh, when were they last washed?

You wanted to go deep, Carver. You've got to get down and dirty.

Thanks, Rob.

Eleanor.

Bottom line.

We pay the insurance premium, but we call the shots.

Well, that's not quite the case. Your father is the chief executive. I have to

brief him, too.

Do we really have to do that? He is not well.

Claydon's name is on the dotted line, and I have to talk to him.

Nervous? Just hope none of my friends see me. Well, that's the least you're

worried. I won't be a minute.

Now, we haven't got long.

We report back every six hours.

I'm not sure I can do this.

It's okay to be nervous.

Keeps you sharp.

Now, undercover is easy.

You make your targets look like they're the most fascinating, charming,

interesting people in the world.

You make them love you, you can't go wrong.

All right, let's go. Thanks.

No.

I can't eat it.

Don't play games with me. What's your problem?

I can only drink water.

on a hunger strike?

What's up?

It was a girl.

He didn't want to be disturbed.

What's this in the collective?

It belongs to his aunt.

It's his breast milk. Hair drop.

It says her brother's a diabetic. If he didn't get insulin in 24 hours, he's

going to go into a coma.

The first sign is his breath smells a pair of drops. Oh, great advanced

intelligence. How come we didn't know about that? What are we going to do,

Jarvis?

I've got your knife.

Stick to the idea of the apartment, Jarvis. Leave a direct action to me.

Is he the collector?

What do you think of it?

I always said you should never have had children.

At least Ariane didn't make that mistake.

I'm worried about Toby.

I know, he's a sickly boy. And his oldest sister, she's always been

Mr Waddington, we're trying to build up a picture of the kidnappers. Do you find

my daughters attractive?

You shouldn't have to think about it.

Well, I don't see what this has to do with the kidnapping.

It has everything to do with it. I was born with nothing.

I inherited nothing.

All I have, I've earned myself.

But my daughters, they've had everything.

They're attractive and they're rich.

So, they attract exactly the wrong type of man.

And you can imagine the kind of children they breed.

Dad. Can you think of anyone who might want to compromise you or your company

this moment?

Just get a phone directory.

I've taken on the unions, the government, the establishment, a

liberal press.

Can you be more specific?

You can't expect me to remember every enemy I've made.

Henry Solomon was rumoured to have been talking to bankers about a hostile

takeover. Well, Henry hasn't got the balls to pull off a stunt like this. The

timing of this kidnap is unlikely to be coincidental. What difference does it

make? We don't want the police involved and we've got insurance.

How much does the policy cover? Kidnap and ransom expenses up to £40 million.

Just pay them off then. I'm tired.

I know insurance companies. Don't try anything clever.

Thank you.

Oi!

What do you think you're doing?

Just trying to earn a living.

Not on our pitch, you don't.

You don't own the streets.

That's where you're wrong, you little piece of shit.

Cos you earn all the pitches round here.

You've got to wait your turn.

Rent? It's 20 quid.

What if I don't pay?

You'll pay me another way.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, darling.

Come on down.

I'm just about to kick this bloke in the balls.

I wouldn't mess with her, Shank.

She's a yaddy girl.

We're welcome to get a steak.

Then you pay double.

You know that.

You.

Try that one again, and you'll be picking your teeth out of gaffer.

Thanks for that.

I'm new to all this.

I can see that.

You owe me 20 quid.

Yeah, you don't look too bad.

No track marks either.

You could earn a bit.

I'm just trying to scrape together a few pennies.

Enough for a deposit on a flat, then I'm going to get a job.

You'd better come up with a better story than that.

I found a hook -up with an old friend.

A girl called Emma.

Her and her boyfriend keep outside the nightclub from time to time.

If you're going to work the streets, you've got to come up with a good story.

You know, write a sign saying how you're abused by your stepfather and you came

to London to find your real father, but someone left all your money.

That's sick.

I'm just trying to help. You don't have to take it personal.

Well, it is personal.

My mum died of cancer a couple of years ago.

My brother ended up in prison.

That's for my dad.

Six years to get over stuff like that.

I couldn't cope.

Just grabbed my sleeping bag and started walking.

You get knocked back and back.

All the doors closing in your face.

Just to let you down.

Will you help me find Emma?

503, you've got to line 3B.

Busking, begging and bullshitting.

You could do with a bath as well.

You're talking to yourself.

No, I wasn't. Yes, you were.

This came through from ANSYS. They think there could be some breakaway anti

-globalisation group.

Well, let's smash capitalism and replace it with something nice.

It's worth following up, though. No, I don't think that bunch of fluffy

anarchists are capable of this. It's a criminal gang.

Will you hold the fort?

Me and Eleanor need to go over a few things.

Have fun.

Drink this.

You'll feel better.

The boss says he can't drink anything sweet.

Well, he can't go on much longer like this. His heart's racing.

Children of fat cats.

Can't hack it in the real world.

He's just a kid.

I thought you said they'd be here by now.

Chill. They'll turn up sooner or later.

I don't understand.

I need to find them tonight.

What's the big hurry?

I'm worried about Emma. I think she might have fallen in with the wrong

She's got plenty to choose from.

First she emails me about a new boyfriend in some eco -warrior group.

No brand, no name tags or something like that.

No labels?

Is this what you're talking about?

Is this where they hang out all year?

I saw them a couple of nights back.

That's ways.

You don't expect me to spend the night out here.

You're OK with me. No -one will hassle you.

Look, why don't we get a hostel?

We don't want to be there, full of druggies and weirdos.

Anyone's privacy.

Your what?

Privacy.

If he can survive his diabetes, I'd say Toby's in fairly good mental shape to

survive captivity.

You already survived boarding school.

I'm not so sure about Megan's psychological state. She was in rehab

year. What's her problem?

Bulimia. I wouldn't be surprised if there weren't drugs involved.

See, I don't get it, right? These kids have everything.

Six -digit trust funds.

Doesn't seem to solve their problems. And the Waddingtons may be cash rich.

Doesn't mean they're not emotionally underprivileged.

It must be... Sorry, after you. No, go on.

I was going to say it must be hard for you with kids at the same age.

Well, I can't afford to send mine on skiing holidays in Aspen.

How are they?

They're fine.

I didn't have to lose contact, you know.

There we did.

You know that kiss yourself?

Hard to combine with my sort of career.

No regrets?

Still time.

I'm glad you and Pam got over your problem.

All our things.

And we'll be getting back.

Thought we could do with some company.

How lovely.

I don't think I should drink on the job.

Oh, come on.

One glass of bread is not going to kill you.

It's very reassuring having someone like you around.

Is it true you're ex -SAS?

I don't really talk about that.

What happened to your hand?

There was a bit of a fracas in Starbucks.

This old dear pushed in front of me.

I had to kill her with a stale biscotti.

I do like a man who can take control.

Do you have a gun?

No, I'm just pleased to see you.

Can I hold it?

No, it's dangerous.

What is?

To confuse business with pleasure. Isn't that the point?

This is one of our new publications.

A men -only magazine.

There's a regular feature on kinky sex.

Apparently, some women like to make love with a gun put to their head.

You ever done that?

Not on duty.

You sound like a policeman.

Your colleague was in the Met with Eleanor, wasn't he?

Just so long as they can keep their mouths shut.

Don't want the police involved.

Okay?

Liam. We've got a delivery.

Where?

Courier said he picked it up from a railway parcel service.

Paper with a stolen credit card, no doubt.

Get it tested by forensics.

Bet the DNA will match up to one of the kids.

I'd better let Fiona know.

Where's Fiona? I told her to react.

Is it a message from the kidnappers?

I should talk to your sister.

I can bring her up to speed. No, I should really talk to her. Eleanor, this

isn't just a family matter now.

The future of the entire company could be at stake.

Well, your sister is acting chief executive.

Well, maybe she shouldn't be.

What with all the pressures on her, I'm sure the board will agree she should

take a back seat.

I know this can't have been easy for you, but you have been most discreet.

If you should ever think of joining us, as a corporate risk advisor, I'm

sure we can come up with the most attractive package.

No police.

No problem.

Reply to nobody.

They want us to reply through the classified app. How long before the next

goes to bed?

It should go to press any moment.

Thanks, mate.

It'll help me and my girlfriend.

I'm not your girlfriend.

Well, he doesn't know that.

And it makes a good story.

There must be better ways of earning a living.

Why don't you sign on and get out in benefit?

I don't want to live one -handed.

The way I see it, I provide a social service.

Thanks to me, that guy now thinks of himself as generous.

His wife may have left him or his best friend betrayed him, but now he thinks,

well, at least I'm not like that crusty on the street.

We'll find Emma and her boyfriend tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

Still not sleeping well?

Like I'll give myself Medicaid with vodka.

I'll write a note to your GP.

Put the dosage on your sleeping pills.

Are there any side effects?

You may feel drowsy.

Anything else?

Like what?

Talking to yourself.

What kind of things do you say? I don't know. I don't even know I'm doing it.

Here's some relaxation exercises.

Just try them if you're feeling it difficult to unwind.

Can you talk to Liam about this?

No.

I suppose he's got enough trouble of his own.

Don't try that.

Try what?

Pumping me for information on the state of Liam's marriage.

Who said I was talking about his marriage?

One of those jobs, Pam. What's up?

It was Max's swimming contest.

We were waiting for you.

Oh, Christ.

Max came second.

Oh, that's good.

He would have loved you to have been there. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to

I was thinking I could put a skiing trip on my credit card.

That's not fair, Liam.

And maybe get Nicola on our car insurance.

Don't try and buy their love.

I'm not trying to buy their love.

Any reply?

You don't want to know.

They say love is blind, but marriage is a real eye -opener.

We're on.

Kilo zero two, Lima zero two. Are you on stage?

All plotted up.

Stand by, stand by.

It's the ransom demand.

Where's it come from? Same internet cafe.

Kilo zero two.

On the plot.

You okay?

Yeah, I was just looking for my friend Emma.

You were talking to yourself?

This is the internet cafe she emailed me from.

Stand by, stand by.

Awesome.

Wait a minute.

Look, can you wait here? She might get freaked out by a stranger.

They want 20 million donated to various good causes and 10 million in cash.

What do they think this is, the lottery?

Target on the other side curb, heading south.

Well, keep your distance.

Target still proceeding south.

She's turned right.

Not so fast.

I'm on a job. What?

Dipping? You don't understand.

Do you want me to search you?

Name the dress.

I don't have an address, do I?

See that man over there? He's just nicked that bag from that woman.

Are you doing it again?

I managed to shake the filth off and all the back alleys and shortcuts.

Your friend Emma really doesn't want to see you, does she?

20 million to a variety of crackpot causes.

It's exorbitant. It's only money, Ariane.

Just how much are my children worth?

We wouldn't be in this mess if Megan... Rent and fees are highly negotiable.

Most end up being 10 % of the initial demand.

It's extortion.

I don't like having a gun held to my head.

What the hell does it matter if it's all covered by the insurance?

Listen to me.

Toby could fall into a coma in the next few hours. I'm talking about the future

of the business. My son could be dead.

Screw the business.

Wouldn't want our shareholders to hear that.

Daddy.

There you are.

All plotting behind my back.

You shouldn't be up.

Oh, stop bossing me around.

Can I get you anything?

I hear you've had a ransom demand.

How much?

Ten million in cash.

Is that all?

And 20 million to be sent today to a group of charities.

What charities?

Earth First, global rights groups, other ecological and animal rights

organisations.

Good thing it's coming out of your pocket, not mine.

They want it publicised as a donation from Waddington Media.

I'll have a long wait. What?

I'm not putting my name to this.

Think about Megan and Toby.

These people should be behind bars.

We don't want to get the police involved, remember?

We stand for something.

We have a reputation to uphold.

worry about that, Mr. Waddington.

Who's this?

One of my field officers.

You should have stayed in the field.

Isn't it illegal to pay ransom in this country anyway?

Well, no more illegal than it is to give a mug of your wallet.

Or to fork out 50p for one of the rags that you print.

Oh, look.

It growls.

I never engage in a battle of wits with an unarmed man.

Look, we don't have to fight about this. The money can be billed as a corporate

donation. Hey, I know.

Unprofessional. Are you playing that? Do you expect me to take the bullshit just

because they're rich? What kind of a person would I be? Just like everyone

mate. Don't take on the world you haven't got the right bill for.

You've dealt with worse.

What's so special about Claydon? He bought this piss and sell it to you. Not

that he reminds you of your father.

Why do you think they're so against getting the police in?

They've got a K &R policy worth 40 million.

Slight temptation.

How many people know about this policy?

Got the number.

Sure you went for it?

Post it.

OK.

Well, let's do it.

Hang on. This doesn't look like ten million. More like one. How much are

really going to donate to Kikosi? Two million. It's a corporate donation.

Bloody insurance companies. They never pay up. Ten percent. Everyone knows the

rules. Do you think these guys do?

They're professionals.

Ready?

Hello?

Liam speaking.

I can't do that. Cut the crap and put the mother on.

Otherwise we set fire to those wheatbrats and chop them into little

No, you speak to me. I'm a negotiator. We're going to talk this out.

No, we're not. Those kids are dead meat.

Nila?

We can't get a trace.

They're routing the pool through the internet.

You think they'll call again?

The voice has been digitally distorted.

Eddie?

Hello?

Let's take this calmly.

Who am I talking to?

I told you, Liam.

I'm a negotiator for the insurance company.

Who am I talking to?

Subcomandante. I called the crowd. Do we have a deal?

OK, Subcomandante. Now, before we talk about what you want, I need to talk to

the boy, Toby.

He's a diabetic.

could be in danger if he doesn't receive insulin soon. That's your problem.

Well, how do I know he's still alive?

Pay up on your fan date?

Any hope of a trace?

We'll need to contact phone companies around the world. Could take hours.

The donations will be publicised overnight.

Just have to organise a handover of the cash.

I confirm he is probably only a spokesperson.

This is where we'll find out if the filth are involved.

How's that?

Well, if it's the police, they'll try and organize the drop -off so they can

catch us.

That's our week, bud.

The filth commandante is a petite, the Fraser. This could be political.

It could be a red herring.

Right. The cash has to be used.

And no markings and out -of -sequence numbers.

Yeah, how do you want to receive it? Don't know.

Any ideas?

We just want the kids back. We'll leave the details to you. We'll be in contact

tomorrow, 8 .30 a .m. Just so we're on the same wavelength, you ought to know

we're paying two million to good causes and a million in cash.

You've dropped off a zero.

Twenty and ten.

No, you know the rules. Ten percent, that's all. And we need one hostage

before we give over anything at all.

Now, if they're professionals, they'll take 10%. And if they're not?

Kidnapping is a high -risk industry, but it pays well.

They walk away with a million for a few days' work.

I hope you two know what you're talking about.

Yeah, we won't hear anything till tomorrow.

Staying Kelly down, we don't need her on the street now. Right, I'm going to go

and talk to the family.

I could do with some input from you.

How much input can a woman take?

Don't wish it, Garth.

The Waddington kidnap policy is kept pretty secret.

Otherwise it's a green light to kidnappers.

So who else would have known about it?

Only me and the senior members of the family.

Do you want to come in for a drink or something?

Yeah.

Why not?

This is where you live now?

Right.

Very minimal.

What do you like to drink?

What have you got?

I'll see.

I'm afraid the cupboard is pretty bare.

Nicola. Hi, Dad.

What are you doing here?

You gave me a spare key.

Eleanor, this is my daughter, Nicola.

Hi.

I wasn't expecting you tonight.

Yeah, Mum and I had a massive row. She said I can't drive the car, even if you

pay for the insurance.

Basically, she doesn't want me to grow up.

Mum, I'd better go and check things in place for tomorrow.

Just to work, Colleen.

Dressed like that.

Private sector, now.

There's nothing in the fridge.

No.

But you need a woman to look after you.

What's her name again?

Eleanor.

How long are you planning to stay?

Just a couple of days till things calm down with Mum.

Anyway, don't change the subject.

What are you doing showing her around your flat?

I didn't see their faces.

They wore masks.

Tell the lady where they kept you.

There were cages.

Like a zoo or something.

I'm tired.

That'll do for now.

Just get some rest.

Will he suffer any long -term effects?

He might have nightmares for a while.

But he's talking, which is why he's dealing with things.

He'd just have to try and stick to a normal routine. Shall he go back to

How is he?

He's resting.

These are the hostage negotiators.

Nice to meet you.

Sorry, do you know each other?

No. Yes.

I know Sophia from my army days.

Can we have a quick word, please?

What are you doing here?

Outside consultancy. I could ask you the same question. I'll give you the same

answer. Outside consultancy.

I could have avoided this if we had some kind of communication between us. No, I

can't discuss operational matters.

Yeah, I didn't mean that.

I mean the report that I've just sent in. What report?

You haven't seen me for months. How could you write a report on me? Because

haven't seen you for months.

Plus a marked deterioration in your interpersonal relationships.

And what do you know about my interpersonal relationships?

We can't talk now. We'll have to go through the official channels.

OK, I'll be right down.

You've marked the money, haven't you?

Yeah. She didn't seem to know about it either.

Unlike some people, I don't keep a secret.

What's that supposed to mean?

Sophie.

You told her about me and Pam?

No, I didn't. I'll keep your big mouth shut. At least I haven't got my head up

that woman's skirt.

Come again?

Why is Eleanor calling all the shots?

I mean, what if these kidnappers are political? It's about the money, Garth.

It's all you, Bob. It's the money.

Can't you get that into your thick head?

You know, she may want to shag your brains out, mate, but to me it looks

somebody beat her to it.

We'll put a trace on both phones.

Just give them the money, and we're home and dry.

So you keep saying.

What's that?

A phone.

No, it isn't.

It's a two -way radio.

Can he barf that?

Yeah, and it's an open carrier. They'll hear any talk back.

Right, we'll go to interrogatory. Just answer with clicks.

Kilo zero one, do you hear that? Going to interrogatory.

Am I speaking to the subcommandante?

No.

You're talking to the commandante now.

Do exactly what I say.

Go up the escalators.

Head towards Heron Cay.

to the top end of the dock, nearest the main road.

radio is cabbage juice.

Can't we track them? They must be broadcasting locally.

Yeah, within a radius of 20 miles.

Yankee Golf, still with us.

See the ladder going down into the water?

Yeah, I see it. Go down.

I can see where this is going.

Just play along for now. Go to the speed limit. Keep the radio live or you'll

never see the girl again.

OK? OK.

So what about the money and the radio?

Leave them at the top by the ladder. We can still talk.

What if I drown?

Go deeper.

He's offline. I'm not receiving.

Still got his earpiece.

Okay, Yankee Girl. Go to hand signals. Can you hear us?

This is a steal.

I've seen this demo before.

What, in a kidnap?

No, I don't think so.

In a film. Okay, thanks.

You've just ruined my only suit.

Save a life. Don't be a smart arse.

Now, line back up.

Okay. Go to Heron Quay Station.

Buy a travel card.

Take the train three stops to Monmouth.

He's heading to Poplar.

Understood. What do we do now?

I'll stick with Yankee Golf, take the car, and we'll RV at Poplar State.

We'll look out for any third eye.

Leaving Herringfield.

I'm up the train at Poplar.

Good. At the end of the platform.

Wait.

What's happening?

They should be dropping the money off any minute.

Are you all right, Fiona?

I can't work. I can't sleep. I can't think about anything else.

Kilo zero two.

Yankee Gulf now held at platform.

Arriving Poplar.

Come on, come on.

Take it easy.

See the glass barrier at the end of the platform?

Yes.

Drop the bag over the glass wall onto the ledge.

What are you waiting for? I'm just getting me breath.

Worry about the girl's breath.

Packets at the drop -off. There's access from beneath.

We'll keep tabs on the packet with the tracking device.

Cross over to the southbound platform.

There's a train due in a minute.

Take it to Island Gardens, then wait in the entrance to Greenwich Port.

Say

again,

you're breaking up.

The foot tunnel to Greenwich. That's it.

I'm going to keep tabs on Yankee Golf. You said you'd keep on the packet.

Remember, the money will lead us to them.

Yankee Golf has got no communications or backup.

I'm not going to leave him exposed.

Keep with the bag.

No change, no change.

Thank you, girl. Stand by.

Heading southbound.

Package hasn't moved. No change.

Shit.

I can't see the package. Tracking is static.

It could be faulty.

We'd better invest again.

She could alert the kidnapper. Copy that.

They've locked the money.

They've opened it.

They've left the money behind.

They must have known the money was marked.

Five minutes away. Stand by, Yankee Girl.

They're on to us.

It's over.

Excuse me, mate.

Liam?

I'm taking over.

You'll blow my cover, sir. Doesn't matter now. You're off the job.

It's a myth.

You've underestimated the kidnappers all along.

So why am I being kicked off the case?

You're failing to last psychological assessment.

You've been suspended on full pay. You can't do this to me.

To Garth. Go home, Liam, before you get into any more trouble.

It's a milk, aren't you? An undercover cop!

Are you working for the police?

Keep your face down!

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