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Come back to bed.

I have things to do.

Feel free to help yourself to a banana on the way out.

You're an asshole.

Shut the door on your way out.

You bastard.

New client, Trevor Logan. Business tycoon and property owner.

Subject, Camille Logan.

Youngest child of client and only daughter.

Mission, shadow.

Duration, indefinitely.

Value, £100 ,000 per week.

Studied at London Fashion College.

Model, lives in central London.

Regular face on the social scene.

Not even for a million.

Apart.

Rough breakup with Sebastian Peters.

Air to Peters Communications.

Camille admitted to the Priory Clinic for cocaine addiction.

Since exiting, Camille Logan has become one of the most sought -after top models

representing the most exclusive brands.

The Logan job.

I'll take it. Good.

Glad you saved me from having to kick your arse into shape.

Someone needs to.

Where are you?

In a bar?

Leaving now.

With?

No one.

Get a good night's sleep, Jake. Make sure you're at Logan Tower by three

tomorrow.

work today they fired me shit what happened champagne

lots of it and some questionable dance moves in our favorite bar on tuesday

night i did get to work on time i just uh couldn't for the life of me read the

autocue it was all blurred being on form is kind of necessary for live tv copy

yeah what now

I get to focus on our dream, Camille.

Any developments?

Yes, there's a new investor.

I feel really interested.

My agent wants to talk through a few key points with us tomorrow. I'll be there.

Hi, I'll take a regular iced tea, please. Oh, regular lemon iced tea.

Oh, my God.

You're Camille Logan, aren't you?

You're even more perfect in the flesh. I'm so jealous.

Your life is, like, perfect. I literally love you. Thank you. That's very sweet.

Um... I'm going to pay for these and say that I bought Camille Logan a drink.

No, you don't have to.

She's the lively one.

Love the material.

Fab, isn't it? I'm thinking tension at the waist. Full skirt.

Yes, yes. I'll get a drawing over to you by the end of the week.

It's short.

The paps will have a field day with that.

He's gone.

Now, fancy a trip to Harvey Nicks?

I can't. I've been summoned by my father.

How careless of me. Are you all right?

Take your time.

I have a three o 'clock appointment with Mr. Logan.

Jake Sharp.

Afternoon.

Take your feet, Sharp.

Your reputation is impressive.

I never fail.

Do you receive the down payment?

Yeah.

Everything you need to know about Camille is in that file.

My daughter is very precious to me.

Your job is to protect her.

What does your daughter need protecting from, Mr Logan?

Has there been a threat?

Threats are part of the job.

Grant, give him the flaming file for crying out loud.

Your services are a precautionary measure.

You're going to have to give me a bit more than that.

They've arrived by carrier yesterday.

No demand for money, anything?

No.

Nothing. So they just want to scare you.

Many people want to scare me, Mr. Sharp.

I'd rather just take your money.

Everyone's motivation is different.

I look into it.

I assume you want to know who has been making the threat against your

life.

Of course.

Camille's due momentarily.

Perhaps it's better if you're not here when I tell her what's happening.

You haven't told her. She can be fiery.

She's out there, unprotected. I wanted everything in place first.

You have a half hour.

My little star.

Give me a hug.

What's up?

Nothing, sweetheart.

Take a seat.

You're looking particularly beautiful today.

I'm so proud of you, sweetheart.

And I'd do anything to ensure your safety.

Dad, I'm not... I received a message yesterday.

A threatening one.

Threatening you.

It's just idle threats, I'm sure.

But I've taken precautionary measures, nevertheless.

I can't be too careful with my little star, can I?

Okay.

Good girl.

Get him in.

Jake Sharp.

Good to go?

Look after her.

She's in safe hands.

What do you mean?

Look after her.

Careful now.

Sharp is your bodyguard.

My bodyguard?

Yes.

No.

No offence.

Untaken.

I have a busy schedule.

Modelling contracts to fulfil, meetings to attend.

You mean looking pretty in front of the camera?

And negotiating a deal on my new fashion line.

I doubt Mr. Sharp will appreciate having to endure the simplicities of my

pointless career.

I'll do what I need to.

I don't want or need a bodyguard following me around randomly.

It won't be random.

It'll be constant, 24 -7.

Camille Logan, this isn't up for debate.

Sharp will protect you.

And you will not be difficult about it.

Sebastian is back in town.

You don't know me at all.

Do you?

You're not here to come.

I'm not agreeing to you tailing me.

I have a life, and I want to get on with it. Agree or not, you and I are going

to be very close.

Don't worry.

I don't bite.

Maybe I do.

I've been told I taste good.

There is no threat, is there?

My ex is back in town, and that's the reason my father hired you. The threat

very real, Miss Logan.

I've not been employed to keep you away from your ex -boyfriend.

How am I?

I thought you were going to do a runner again.

Since it seems like I'm going to be stuck with you, let's get a few things

straight.

Don't talk to me.

Don't touch me.

I'm going to pass by you now.

This is ridiculous.

I thought you'd call pronto. What happened with your dad?

He hired a bodyguard for me.

Apparently there's been some sort of threat.

Now steps out of rehab are suspicious.

I'm at Picasso's. Fancy a glass of beer?

This door should be locked.

You're not coming in my car.

Not today.

But once we sort the logistics, you'll be travelling with me in my car.

I'll follow you home.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

If you ever pull a stunt like that again, I'll... I'll... You'll what?

I'll put you over my knee and spank your fucking ass bright red.

You'll spank me?

It's just a figure of speech.

A rather inappropriate one, don't you think?

Is that him?

The bodyguard?

Yes.

He's... Gorgeous.

What? A fit twat.

Don't tell me you haven't thought about him in bed.

He's a subject.

Saffron's got the bathroom.

Is he clean?

His eyes are clear and his body's not as strong as it always was, but who knows?

So, where's he sleeping?

Good question.

I'm sleeping here, in case you were wondering.

This is a violation of my human right. Take it up with your father. I have my

orders.

I'm ordering you to leave me alone.

You're not the one paying me, Miss Logan.

You do everything my father tells you to.

Within reason.

is very pretty.

Be ashamed to damage it.

We can do this the easy way or the hard way.

Sebastian Peters is back in town. He nearly broke her.

Keep your eye out for him as well. I don't want that shit anywhere near my

daughter again.

Your job is to protect her.

I don't think Logan is giving us all the information.

The threat came printed on paper. They came fresh out of a ream.

He said it arrived yesterday by courier.

Check out the CCTV at Logan Tower.

I'm on it. I've checked Logan's emails.

Nothing suspicious.

How's it going?

Don't ask.

You women are difficult.

Give me what you can on Sebastian Peters.

Why do you have a gun?

To shoot you when you piss me off again.

Real trauma, aren't you?

You can sleep here.

I'll clear it.

Fine.

Get a good look, did you?

Do you always sleep half -naked on a client's couch?

Do you always make a habit of falling down the stairs?

No. I have an 11 o 'clock meeting with my agent. I don't have time for this.

Then I suggest you stop being difficult and get in.

Hi, Kerry.

Oh, hello, darling.

Daddy's been upsetting people again?

Mm. Good old Daddy.

What have you got for us?

Okay, look, Camille, this investor wants to work with you. They really do. They

love the idea of you fronting the campaign and a business idea, but you

don't get a say in the designs.

Or the fabrics.

Or the accessories.

So basically they want to use my face and body to sell the clothes.

With our names, but we have no foot on anything.

Well, with your name, certainly.

They're offering great money, Camille.

It'll be no different from modelling.

And they want me to ditch my best friend and partner.

No. Yes. Well, take a look at the offer.

They don't want me. We're a package deal.

This isn't happening unless we're both involved.

Do you really mean that? Yes.

Heather, you're a genius dressmaker.

I wouldn't want to work with anyone else but you.

Wait here.

White van. Didn't catch the plates or a face.

Could be nothing.

It was just parked in the street.

Maybe a speedy getaway.

Where would I ever saw you prowling toward me?

What are you doing here?

Hey!

Just on my way to meet Dad at his lawyer's office.

Oh, who's seeing him now?

Fucking world.

Out of tricks.

Fine.

I've got you a killing machine, too.

This is my brother, TJ.

So this is the famous killing machine, eh?

Nice to meet you, Mr. Sharp. And you.

I hear a certain someone is out of rehab.

Running the day for Baskin is really sharp -eyed to protect me.

I saw the threat.

Can't be too careful with our little star.

What does it say?

Who sent it?

What it said doesn't matter.

And if you knew who sent it, you'd think something would be done about it.

Look after our girl.

Any news on the courier?

There was no courier that day.

He's hiding something.

Let's ask him.

No.

Don't give him any reason to believe we're on his case.

Keep digging.

I'm going to try these on.

Take your time.

This way.

Use the closest cubicle.

I prefer the one at the back.

Don't think I won't go back there.

Don't think I can.

Camille, just use this one.

There's a yes.

Another yes?

I'll be outside.

There's a yes.

Hi.

Don't feel sorry for me.

Why?

I don't deserve it.

What happened to you?

War.

Hi. Oh, thank you.

Be delivered then.

I'm sending something to you by courier. Have a check for fingerprints.

How serious is this threat?

Threats are normally just that.

Threats.

Don't worry.

You'll be safe.

I see you've found your way to the guest room.

Going somewhere?

Yes. I've been reassigned.

Someone else is on their way to take over.

Fine.

Is Camille home?

Betty.

What are you doing here?

How are you, Cam?

He works for my father.

Coffee? I don't think so.

Oh, come on.

Haven't you missed me?

Your contact with Miss Logan stops now.

I thought you were leaving.

Change of plan.

Hey! Get back!

He wants a photograph. He doesn't want to hurt me.

Stan, hi.

Hey, Camille.

Mind asking this nice gentleman if he'll let me go?

Yes, I do mind. I've known him for years. He's one of the good guys.

Get out of here.

I'll replace the camera, Stan.

No, you fucking won't.

How protective of her you are.

Of course I am.

I'm paid to protect her.

Open your eyes, big man.

No. Jake?

Jake, I'm meeting my mother and brother for dinner before Saturn's birthday

party.

Jake?

Jake?

Sorry, I thought, um...

Who is she? None of your business.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have pried.

She's an ex.

She's, um... She's nothing.

You can get that.

Sharp. There's no sign of a courier to Logan Tower at the afternoon the threat

arrived. There must be.

Have you checked the CCTV, the records?

Yes.

Then maybe it was delivered by someone else.

Maybe... I could be wrong.

I understand.

I'll call with an update as soon as I have one.

Mwah, mwah. You look beautiful, darling.

Little star.

Now you get the rest.

See you soon.

See you soon.

I'm meeting Heather at the picture.

Let's go.

I need to wee.

Want some lunch?

There won't be any danger now.

Then you won't mind if I check, then, will you?

Just go.

And be quick.

Come. You stupid bitch.

You think I'm not good enough for you?

You're mine.

There's a heckler VP9 aimed at your pretty little head.

It's gonna make a real mess when I blow your fucking brains out and I'm probably

gonna spend the rest of my fucking life in prison.

But I'll go there happily.

Knowing that you'll be dead

How did you get your bullet wound?

I was shot in combat.

Hmm.

You... You're in the army.

Yes, I am.

I was a sniper.

And that's why you're not in services anymore, because you were wounded.

Something like that.

How did it happen?

Bad judgment.

It only happened a few times when we were together.

No one gave it up. It happened once and he sacrificed his life in apology.

I'll find a way to bring him back to life just so I could kill him again.

Don't try to defend him.

I'm not telling you to defend him. I'm telling you so you

don't think I'm pathetic.

I don't think that.

So what do you think of me?

How do you see me, Jake?

A weak woman who needs looking after a sport little brat?

A materialistic, self -centered female with no appreciation for what it's like

to go without?

No.

Exactly the opposite.

What happened tonight?

I beat the shit out of a man who was assaulting you.

What do you think I'm going to do?

Hold you in place while he gets his aim right?

That wasn't the only reason. You were somewhere else. What happened to you?

of your damn business.

You're my client.

I am your bodyguard. That's it. Stop trying to figure me out!

I'm your bodyguard.

Your father will make sure that I never work again.

I need a purpose, Camille.

I need to work.

I don't want you to understand.

So beautiful.

Are you okay?

Come back to bed.

I'm no good for you, Camille.

I'm

staying

here forever.

I've got a photo shoot tomorrow.

Then we're staying here until then.

It's not so bad. Let's get you some makeup and I can work my magic.

Thanks. I'll see you in a sec.

What's the shoot for?

Perfume. Clean and minimal by a new designer.

Minimal? What does that mean?

It means I won't be wearing a lot.

You've never posed nude.

I'm not sure that it's the right step for your career.

The design stuff, that's your thing.

I'll focus on my design thing.

It's a huge campaign for me. Trust me, my career will thank me for it.

Camille. Oh, hi.

Nice trunk.

Don't get too cocky. Yours is going to be smaller.

I heard you got yourself a bodyguard.

Don't you just?

Camille.

I'll see you in a sec. I'll see you in a sec.

Who's appointing the sparkly knickers?

Silver trunks? Because that's Sean. He's a model.

We're shooting together.

You just told me that you're going to be wearing next to nothing on this shoot.

And now you're telling me that Mr. Sparkly Knickers over there is going to

rubbing up against you? It's work.

It's fucking torture.

You're twitchy today.

Is it any wonder?

Day three.

You should wait for me outside.

I'd rather wait in here.

It's okay if you take it a day at night.

That's what they say, but I don't think I can say it's always wondering why.

in my head something tells me this isn't right

all this madness

in my head

thinking about those

words

Handle the cloth, Jake.

A minute too late, Lucinda. What have you got?

Nothing.

Honestly, I'm at a loss.

I've spoken to Logan and he's probably going to pull you. He's hiding

Well, if he wants to pull you, there's nothing we can do.

I've got another job for you. Not so handsome a fee, but nothing to be

at. Greek diplomat. Got himself into a spot of bother laundering money.

I reckon a year in the sun will do you good.

A year?

Surprise.

What was that, that funny little turn?

Like I said, a call.

Your phone wasn't ringing.

It was on silent.

And who was it?

A colleague, updating me on a few, um, details.

And was there anything?

Nothing.

That's funny, because Dad called me earlier and told me he thinks he's

to the bottom of it.

He said it should be all sorted by this afternoon.

Nothing certain.

That also reminded me it's Chloe's birthday party this afternoon.

We have to be in the country by three.

Sounds exciting.

Look at my team.

Can I help you?

Nice lemon tea, a black coffee and a tuna salad.

You're my bodyguard, not my personal caregiver.

That's changed.

I've been thinking.

How little I know about you.

There's nothing much to tell.

A bullet wound?

No, Camille.

Do you have a family?

No.

My parents died when I was seven.

My grandmother raised me.

She died when I was 16.

When I was old enough to join the forces, I did.

And the woman?

She's irrelevant.

Irrelevant enough for you to carry her photograph around.

You're still walking, I see.

Let me remedy that. Jake, stop!

Fucking dycoman!

Fuck.

Camille!

Camille!

Camille's gone. Call Logan.

Call the police. I have her phone. There's a CCTV camera on the building

opposite the cafe on Stretton Street. Get me all the footage you have in the

last hour. Got it.

I found a note in Camille's car.

It says time's up. The camera opposite the cafe has been out of order for over

month.

You can get in. I don't have my keys.

Call off the police.

And Logan, I've got her.

I'll call you soon.

I thought you'd been taken.

I thought I'd lost you, Camille.

Couldn't watch.

Seeing you like that frightened me.

I'm so sorry.

I saw Red come here.

What he did to you, I... I couldn't bear it.

How long have you been a bodyguard?

Four years.

Why do you do it?

To feel useful.

I think only you serve to your country.

I guess so.

Why did you stop serving?

I serve my country.

Time to move on.

Why are you walking away from me?

This conversation clearly isn't going anywhere.

I'm not stupid, Dick.

There are things you aren't telling me.

I have to get ready for my stepmother's party.

Little star.

Laugh to arrive, and I bet you'll be the first to leave.

Dr. D may have gotten to the bottom of the threat. Do you know anything?

You know, I don't discuss anything I hear within his office walls.

Even when it's about me?

Especially when it's about you.

You'll be free as a bird again very soon, kiddo.

Now, go and say hello to your delightful stepmother.

I let my personal emotion compromise my judgment once when I was in the service.

Two of my friends died and I was shot.

I was deemed too volatile, too unstable to continue my service.

The only thing that mattered to me was stripped away after one bad decision

because I let my personal life affect my duty.

I swore I would never let that happen again in any element of my life,

and I've upheld that promise.

Until you.

to protect you runs a whole lot fucking deeper than a well -paid job.

Ah!

Daddy! My little stoker.

Now, wait a minute. Charles, Chuck!

Hello, Eve.

I'd like you to meet this young man, Mr Charles.

I think Logan's wife is having an affair.

Who is he?

On it.

Also, Trevor Logan funded Sebastian Peter's rehab.

£100 ,000 landed in his account the day he was admitted.

Kind of convenient.

Nice to meet you.

I'm leaving.

What did Pete and Grant want?

Maybe Dad's found out he's been sending the threats.

I don't think they want to talk about threats.

What do you think your father would do if he found out about us?

He'd say no one's good enough for me unless there's a business deal to be

He'd do anything to keep you away.

But you are good enough.

I don't think your father would agree, Angel.

I don't tell what he thinks. He's obsessed with controlling everything

him.

He will not control me.

I have you to look after me now.

You have me now.

Where are we?

My home.

You live here?

That's right, Angel.

That's not what I expected.

A bit like you didn't expect me.

Exactly like that.

Why have you brought me here?

Because I think Daddy might try to have us followed.

Have you found anything on Logan's current wife?

The man in the photo is Logan's divorce lawyer. And from what I can find, the

affair has been going on for months. And that's not all.

I hacked Logan's email.

We had an email to give us access.

Not to this one. He chose not to give us access to this one. He received an

email two days ago.

Unknown IP address and account untraceable.

He deleted it from the server.

But I can tell it had an attachment.

I just can't confirm what it was. I fucking knew it. He is hiding something.

And Logan's also just called and terminated your contract.

He said his security team is closing in on the source of the threat.

I don't believe him. Neither do I.

I'll check in with you tomorrow

Would I stop cutting up my tongue?

But you've become

Well, this is just fucking perfect.

I nearly blew your fucking head off, Lucinda. I wish you had.

Heads will roll, Jake.

The whole agency will suffer just because you couldn't keep your cock out

hole. Any fucking hole.

If it's got a pulse in a fucking hole, it's good to go, right?

Lucinda, Cammy.

If your daddy suspects anything, he'll have them confirmed soon.

London socialite Camille Logan, daughter of business tycoon Trevor Logan, is

always a step ahead.

The leggy blonde has just taken job perks to a new level with her tall,

handsome bodyguard.

That's you, by the way.

The pair was spotted. We get it.

Do you really?

Angel?

Has Cruella gone?

Yes.

Why is she mad?

I don't want to be just another meaningless fuck, Jake.

I tell you that it isn't true.

I'm not proud of it.

But those were faceless.

You immoral arsehole.

I trust you to keep us safe and you take advantage of that. He didn't take

advantage of me. I'm a grown woman.

I have my own mind, my own life.

Come on, get your clothes on. You're coming home with me.

You'll have to rip me away.

He... Touch her and I'll kill you.

Quit while you're ahead, Sharp.

My Camille is too good for you, and you know that. And what about your

daughter's safety?

Is that worth compromising because of your pathetic need to control her?

Walk away from her now.

And I won't destroy you.

Why are you doing this?

Because I want what's best for you.

You have no right to dictate who I see, what I do.

Take Dread and I'll talk to him. No, he won't listen. Throw him out.

She can go.

You really think you can keep me away from Camille with threats?

How much?

Are you fucking kidding me? You think you can just buy me off?

Like that low -life drug addict?

Get the fuck out of my apartment.

Not without my daughter.

Ah.

The police.

It really was rather brutal what you did to poor Sebastian Peters.

You can't see her if you're locked up.

How much have you paid Sebastian to press charges against me?

He hit her.

Your daughter is still in danger, and you know it.

You're not telling me everything, and I'm going to find out why.

You're going to wish you never met me, Logan.

Where's Jake?

Let me take you home, my little star.

You'll be safe with me.

Who are you keeping me from, Dad?

Men you've bankrupted?

Sebastian?

Jake? I'm keeping you safe from it all.

He's no good for you. Trust me, sweetheart.

I only want what's best for you.

You all right?

There you go.

But you were telling me what I want to hear.

Come here. Come here.

Quick. After that. It's weighing on me. Was the love of something insincere?

Come right on in.

You led them straight to me. Quit your whining.

You let him take her. I didn't let him take her. The depraved prick paid her

scumbag ex -boyfriend.

Depraved charges against me. The police came, I ran.

None of this would have happened if you hadn't have become emotionally involved.

I love her, Liz.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Does she know?

She knows I was in the SAS.

She knows there was another woman and that personal emotion had me relieved

duty. What does she know?

Camille's still out there in danger, Luce.

I need to find out what's going on.

Then we will.

Camille.

Now, now, sweetie pie.

Has this got anything to do with that strapping man who was photographed

carrying you out of the picture drop?

I'd hired him as a bodyguard.

Dad received a threat.

Oh, he receives it weekly, darling. Well, it's just directed at me and Jake

I.

We got close, and now Dad's doing everything to keep us apart.

Why?

Because he's a narcissistic control freak.

Why did you marry him?

Well, he was young.

Plus, TJ was just a boy.

His mother was gone.

Father fought the poor girl back to Russia.

Someone needed to instill some humanity into him before he turned into your

father completely.

What can I do now?

Well, before you do anything, you're gonna clean yourself up.

I'll have some clothes bought for you.

No, I ran away. I thought you'd left me.

Never.

So you're the man who's been causing all this trouble?

I'm trying not to, but her father doesn't seem too keen.

You could be Prince Harry and he still wouldn't approve.

Why don't you get yourself a dress, sweetie pie?

I'll take Jake to the lounge.

We'll have some tea.

Jake? You okay?

Shit. Jake, what's the matter?

I...

John, I just need you to know that.

I love you too.

How did you get into my house?

Did you know that your ex -husband paid off Cammy's ex -boyfriend and funded his

rehab? Does Cammy know?

I haven't told her yet. There's a lot I need to figure out.

Like what?

Like the true threat to your daughter.

Something wasn't sitting right from the day Logan hired me.

He kept information from me, and when I questioned him, he pulled me from her

protection. I don't think that his disapproval of my relationship with

the only reason that he wants me gone.

He's hiding something and I intend to find out what it is.

She will be safe with me until then.

I have no doubt.

My nearest neighbor is 15 miles away.

Perishable.

I didn't have you down as the farmer type.

So what about the stables and the fields?

They were the most isolated place I could find.

Why would you need to be isolated?

Because I knew that one day I would meet a beautiful princess who needed

protecting from her wicked father.

Tonight, let's just forget everything and be together.

I'm taking you out for dinner.

Huh.

Let me worry about that.

Make yourself at home.

Jake!

Take this paper and follow the instructions.

Head across the driveway.

There's a gap between two oak trees.

Follow the trail until you reach the huge trunk of a fallen tree.

Your next instruction is there.

Jake.

One day, I'm going to fuck you on this ancient tree trunk.

Look to your right.

There's a silver birch.

Pass it and follow the new path until you reach a red rosebush.

You'll find your next instruction there.

Watch the thorns.

Jake.

This place is my safe haven.

Now it's yours, too.

Everything I have is yours.

I love you.

More than I ever imagined I could love someone.

Take a rose and follow the trail until you find the beautiful red acer tree.

Jake.

Your clothes.

Take them off.

Take everything off.

There's an opening past this acer tree that will lead you to me.

Hurry.

Jake.

You found me.

I always will.

Pick

me.

I'm going to feed you.

Feed you.

Pick every inch of you.

And I'm going to make mad sweet love to you.

Lord, help my mind.

Because I don't want to suffer anymore.

I've drawn the line.

And I'm prepared to watch it fall.

And I know you're sleeping easy.

Now there's no one left to blame And my mind is

never easy With you on my mind

Who is she?

You brought your gun.

I bring it everywhere.

Is it loaded?

It's always loaded.

with you

Logan. We need to talk.

Get the charges from Sebastian dropped and we'll talk.

What about my girl?

Cammy doesn't exactly hold you in high esteem right now. That's because you

brainwashed her.

You manipulated her into bed and you've taken advantage of her.

I can see to it that you never work again. I couldn't give a fuck if I never

work again.

I know there's an email file you've been keeping from me and I'm guessing it's

part of the reason you want me gone.

Get the charges from Sebastian dropped.

Hello?

Jake?

Jake, is that you?

It's me.

Oh, my God.

Jake, talk to me.

Jake, please.

I need to see you.

OK. When?

I don't know.

Tomorrow, maybe.

I'll be here.

How have you been?

I'll call you tomorrow.

You okay?

Mm -hmm.

You made breakfast.

Eggs and bacon.

Enjoy.

What are you talking about?

You and me.

I want you to be mine, Camille.

Holy.

I don't know how else to express that. Yes.

Yes.

What did you say?

Yes, I want to marry you.

I'd marry you right here if I could.

You've taken every manly piece of me and pulverized it.

I flat refused this job when Lucinda first emailed me the details.

I prided myself on being impenetrable.

No one got close.

I wouldn't let them.

But you...

You changed all that.

You found me, despite the fact that I never wanted to be found.

You're the missing piece I didn't know I was looking for, Angel.

And I'm scared of being incomplete again.

and I'm a ring.

I don't need one.

Throw one on.

Throw one on.

It's beautiful.

I've never taken it off.

I love you too, Michelle.

I love you so much.

Stop.

Stop.

I have to take this.

Logan's wife has filed for divorce.

Something tells me he'll need another lawyer soon.

I plan on seeing him tomorrow.

I don't plan on leaving his office till he tells me what's going on.

And what about the police and the fact that they want your arm?

He's rectifying that little issue for me.

And I've asked Cammy to marry me.

Sorry, you've done what now?

You heard.

And what about... I called Abby.

There's something I need you to do for me.

I need you to take care of Cammy when I'm back in town.

I'm not a babysitter, Jake.

That's your job, remember?

You're the only person that I trust, Luce.

Don't be a bitch about it.

Fine. Fine.

Sebastian is dropping the charges.

I'm not going to shoot your father, Angel.

I've carried a loaded weapon every time I've met your father.

I've managed not to shoot him so far.

Not funny.

Find a ring on the internet.

Plan where you want to marry me, when.

And who you want there, Angel.

Hey, big man.

Afternoon.

I love how he pulls off that broody, sexy persona with such ease.

No disrespect, but you're being an arsehole.

What position is he in to pass judgment on what love is?

You know, if your dad didn't upset so many people, he wouldn't have got that

threat made against you and he wouldn't have hired Jake to protect you.

The irony really is quite beautiful.

What's that on your finger?

Is that a penned -on engagement ring?

Mm. Oh, there's a joke.

Cammy, has he asked you to marry him?

apart from the fact he should have bought you an actual ring.

Yes.

Tell me I'm going to be your maid of honour.

Tell me the budget is colossal. Tell me we can have the hen party in Santa Fe.

My little star.

The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you. Dad, I love him.

I know it's a shock for you, but he's a good man.

I need to make you understand.

He has a wife, Camille.

Darling, he's married.

How do you know this? The bastard has been lying to you all along. What? Jake,

he said he was coming to see you.

I had Grant follow him.

He's at her house now.

You're lying.

You have no idea where he is.

The address is 18A, First Street.

Tammy?

Camille, what...

What's

going on?

Why are you holding a frying pan?

The woman out there, Lucinda, she works with Jake. Dad's just told me Jake has a

wife. Do you believe him? It makes sense. He's not stupid. He wouldn't make

up. And what are you going to do with that?

I'm going to knock out my replacement bodyguard.

You're going to go out there and tell her that I'm coming out the window.

I can do that. When she barrels in, I'm going to whack her over the head.

Fabulous.

And he came in for a wine and a chat?

I don't know what she's doing. She's just laying out there. She's going down

street. Can you see?

Oh, yeah.

There she is.

She must have gone.

Come in.

Please, sit.

Tea?

How have you been?

Alive.

I can see that.

Why are you here, Jake, after all these years?

I've met someone.

I can't move on with my life with all these regrets hanging around my neck.

I love this woman.

I need to tell her everything there is to know about me.

I can't have a life without that. It would be a lie.

As long as you're okay.

As long as you have peace and you can get on with your life. I haven't been

to move on with my life for four years, Abby. You are not the only person who

couldn't get on with their life. I've been raising your daughter on my own.

I am going to make things right.

Teddy?

Darling, I told you to stay in your room and play.

But you... Like my daddy.

There's a lady at the door.

Cammie?

Cammie!

Stay away from me! Please!

Cammy. Stay away from me, Jake.

Just let me explain. You lied to me. You're married. You have a daughter.

I was married. Not anymore.

She's dead, Camille. My wife is fucking dead.

That woman is my wife's sister.

I came back early from tour and I found my wife in bed with my best friend.

I walked out. My wife came after me. She chased after me in her car.

The bus.

Hit her.

She died.

Oh, my God.

She had a child while I was on tour. I told myself the child wasn't mine. I

back to war.

I felt that that was the only thing that I had left.

I lost all sense of respect for my own safety and for the safety of others.

I didn't want to be alive anymore. Being alive felt like a form of continuous

torture.

And then I met you.

Why didn't you tell me? I turned into a hateful, bitter bastard, Camille. My

daughter?

She was better off without me.

I didn't want to poison her with my darkness.

Nothing about the time that we've spent together has been a lie.

You have ten seconds to tell me what you've been hiding before I blow your

fucking brains out! Where's Cammy?

What have you done with her? She's been fucking taken!

Fucking talk! All right.

They've been blackmailing me for weeks.

They said they'd expose me if I didn't pay. Expose you how?

Leave us!

They have photos of me.

Of me and a girl. How old?

Fifteen. I didn't know. I thought she was at least 20.

You bothered.

I can't get out. You pulled me from Camille's protection knowing she wasn't

safe. What the fuck were you thinking?

You were digging. I couldn't let you see the real threat I received because it

talks about the pictures of me and the girl.

Who's going to know what you're up to in your spare time?

Don't push me, Logan.

It's in the safe.

Get them out.

I just found this image on a site.

See the van? See the face?

On a face check.

Already done.

His name is Michael Scott.

He's been inside for drug running, armed robbery and, um, rape.

Served his last sentence in Borstal and was granted probation eight weeks ago.

One of his parole conditions is to check in weekly with his parole officer in

Shoreditch. Today is check -in day.

If he's following his parole conditions, he should be there now.

I'm sending you the address.

Do you know this man?

No.

I've never seen him before. Who is he? Someone hired this man to take your

daughter.

Pray she's unharmed, Logan.

Pray real hard.

is for you.

Go on.

It seems that Scott shared a cell with a Vladimir Sochinski.

Sochinski? That was the maiden name of my first wife, TJ's mother.

Vladimir was her brother.

Oh, you're safe.

Jesus, Cammy, I've been so worried. Where have you been?

How did you know Cammy was missing?

Dad called me. Jake, stop. Don't you dare start throwing accusations around.

is loyal through and through. Forgive me, but I have little faith in the

integrity of your family.

What?

Is someone suggesting I'd kidnap my own sister for ransom from my father?

Because the man that took her shared a cell with your uncle.

My uncle?

He's also been blackmailing your father.

My mum tried to connect with me. I told her I was fine. When was that? Maybe

three months in the first thread.

Two months ago.

Unknown number.

Not for long.

Pictures surfaced today of billionaire Trevor Logan with a minor in a most

compromising position. Vladimir Sitchinsky and his sister, first wife of

Logan, were arrested today on charges of kidnapping Camille Logan. And still no

comment from Camille Logan, daughter of Trevor Logan, kidnapped earlier this

week. Mrs Bell, Logan's second wife, has been on the circuit this week. It looks

like things are on the mend for Camille Logan, as news of her new fashion line

with best friend Heather Porter announces its plans to launch later this

I never imagined I could do this You can do anything

Only because you're here

One or two, Mr. Piglet?

Two.

Greedy.

Hello.

I'm, um, Jake.

I know who you are. You're my daddy.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Charlotte, your little girl.

It's really nice to meet you too, Charlotte.

Don't.

What have we got here?

Tea.

What? Tea.

We're having a party.

They're good.

Charlotte, I need to show you a photograph of your mummy.

What was she like?

She was wonderful.

And beautiful.

Just like you.

Daddy, have you finished writing the bad men now?

What?

Auntie Abby said maybe one day you could come home when you finish writing the

bad men.

Yes.

All the bad men are gone.

Does that mean you can be my daddy now?

I'm crying, Daddy.

I'm crying because I'm happy.

I'm really happy that I get to be your daddy now.

It's like a fairy tale land.

Welcome to your happily ever after, Angel.

I love you, woman.

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