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Armed police! - Armed police!

What we got?

Witness saw the vehicle park, driver get out, face covered

and then he set something up.

Anyone else in the vehicle?

Do you not want a search team?

You might as well use us. Plus, we need to break in the new kid.

Hey. - Richard Manning.

Bronze Command. It's a perimeter.

EXPO One, are you OK?

CAT A, CAT A. Someone's in the cab.

Help!

- What's your name? - Ned.

He said he'd blow it up at midday, if I don't...

If you don't what? Ned, get out!

I thought you said you'd call me if you needed help.

The large amount of co-codamol in your kit bag.

They help me sleep.

Isn't your re-licensing coming up?

I feel like my ability to do the job is being called into question.

Why do you do it?

It's just... who I am.

It's all I know.

Unhinged as that is.

You need to speak to Ned Cole.

If he does know the bomber, this is just a personal vendetta.

Yeah. You're talking about somebody who prepared a complex weapon

who has the means and patience to create poisonous gas.

OK? He is going to do this again.

Tessa and her team came in this morning

and they came into contact with a possible threat.

Positive result. High chance it's explosives.

- Hello? - What the hell?

I will come back and get you out. - Please don't go!

It's the same fucking bomber. - We don't know that.

He's here.

Come on!

Help!

Lana!

Rich!

Don't do that to me again.

There's something...

there's something you should know.

What?

Rich said that before Agnes Raffner died

she told him this was about Coldmarsh.

Right. Do we know what that is?

No, sir.

We searched but we didn't find anything substantial.

Is he sure that's what she said?

Whatever Coldmarsh is, it's personal for the bomber.

It's all connected. It has to be.

Are you gonna ignore me on this as well?

Alright, listen, Lana. I'm sorry.

OK? You were right and I was wrong.

Great. So, let me talk to Ned Cole. He knows something.

No. Do not start thinking it is your job to solve this case.

What is Ned Cole saying?

Er, still nothing.

He won't co-operate with us.

But we did find out that he had a flight booked the day of the attack.

Where to? - Thailand.

What?

Said it was for a holiday. - Yeah, I bet he did.

I don't trust him. It's all too convenient.

Yes, I agree, the timing is suspicious. Is he due to be discharged today?

Yeah, this morning. - Just hold him. It's like--

We can't. He's not a suspect. - Well, you can make him one.

"Confess or die."

The evidence suggests Ned has a connection with the bomber.

I was with him when he started to confess. I think I can get him to talk again.

No. Still no.

DS Morgan will go and talk to him, then we'll decide what to do from there.

OK, well then let me search his address.

He's not been home yet. What if the bomber's been there to finish the job?

The explosive threat remains. He's still a target.

OK, fine.

I'll get you the address. - Good.

Helen, go to the hospital. - OK.

We have to get him to talk. - Yep.

Sarge.

Wait out here.

Have you got someone coming to pick you up?

No.

No one at all?

Am I being discharged?

Um, that's up to the doctors.

Her name's Agnes Raffner.

She's a university lecturer in quantity surveying.

A doctor.

Do you know her?

What?

Do you know her?

No.

What are you doing?

I'm asking if you know her.

I've said all I have to say.

We believe that she was murdered by the same person who tried to kill you.

The same person asking for a confession.

I'd like you to leave.

What about...

Coldmarsh?

Can you tell me what Coldmarsh is?

No.

I don't know what it is.

If you can tell me something...

anyt h ing...

that might help us protect others.

OK? That might help us... protect you.

I want to go home.

Why were you going to Bangkok, Ned?

I told you already. - Mm- hmm?

It was supposed to be a holiday. - For how long?

What? - How long was the holiday?

It's a simple question.

Er, a few... a few weeks.

Ah.

That's strange. I...

I couldn't find the return flight booking.

Come on, Ned.

Tell us the truth.

We can look after you.

We can put you under police protection

but only if you tell us what's going on.

Danny, you got me?

Yeah, I've got you.

I'm in Ned's apartment.

Are we sure this is the right address?

Feels like temporary accommodation.

Yeah, confirmed. It's the address we have for him.

There's nothing here.

There's no possessions, no decoration, nothing.

Wait up.

There's definitely something else going on

and I think he knows what Coldmarsh is, but he's not gonna say.

Sir...

I think we need to arrest him.

OK.

Where's the officer?

Er, he... he must have stepped away.

Where's Ned Cole?

Shit.

Wash, Ned Cole's gone missing.

He might be heading this way.

For fuck's sake...

Morgan's in pursuit.

This doesn't make sense.

Danny, any update on Ned Cole?

Checking.

Neil!

Can you see him? - No.

Wait.

Stay up here. Call it in.

What the...?

Still no news on Ned Cole.

At this time of heightened security

it is important to report any abandoned or suspicious packages...

The person you are trying to reach is not available.

Danny, can you just send me DC Brenton's number quickly?

DC Brenton. - Yeah, it's Lana Washington.

I need to speak to DS Morgan.

Yeah, she's underground, in pursuit of Ned Cole.

Right, OK. Thanks, bye.

Danny.

No device in the boiler. He was hiding an Irish passport.

Ned's photo, but the name is Declan O'Kelly.

He might have another address. - Copy that.

EXPO One Bravo to Control.

Go ahead, EXPO One Bravo.

I need everything you have on a Declan O'Kelly.

Matches ID to the one we have for a Ned Cole, over.

Copy that.

Hey, hey! Stop! Stop!

Ned.

Don't.

Don't! Ned!

Shit. Shit.

Shit!

Control to EXPO One Bravo.

Go ahead.

Declan O'Kelly currently has no fixed abode.

He's the registered keeper of a garage and vehicle

VRN, Juliet, six, Delta, Oscar, November.

Copy that.

Control, I'm gonna need an address on that garage.

Let's go.

Right.

He's gonna be heading for his car.

What about DS Morgan?

Well, she's fuck-all use underground. Let's go.

Oh, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, my fucking car.

You should have confessed.

No, no!

Hey! No!

No!

No! Hey!

What number are we looking for, Wash?

Er, number 50.

46...

48, 49.

Here. 50.

Hello?

Someone there? I... I'm locked in.

Right, send Control our location.

Right. - Hello? Are you there?

Control, this is EXPO One Bravo. Requesting support to Welborough Court.

Sierra, Whiskey, one, seven, six, Tango, Charlie.

Can you hear me?

Yes, yes. Yes, of course I can.

Right, is it Ned or Declan? I don't know what to call you.

Declan.

Declan. That's my real name.

OK, what's happening in there? - He was waiting for me.

He's taken my fucking car.

He's locked me in. - Who?

The same guy who trapped you in the cab?

Oh... - Look, Declan, I can get you out

but you've got to start talking.

Fine. Fine! Yes!

So what can you see?

Nothing.

I can't see...

It's pitch black. I'm trying to find the fucking light switch.

No, no, no, no. Don't touch a thing, OK?

Just stay where you are. I'm gonna put a camera through the door.

I need to check if there's a device in there.

Here. - Cheers.

I'll take that.

I've had enough of this! - Yeah, nice.

Yeah, you and me both, mate.

Just stand still, yeah?

Can you take a step back for me?

Lana, I'm gonna set that cordon at 50 metres.

What do you reckon? - Perfect. Thanks, Danny.

Right.

Fucking Coldmarsh.

I knew one of them would come for me eventually.

I thought I could get away.

Where is it? Where is it?

Ah!

Declan, what you doing with the phone? - I need to see!

You need to calm down.

OK, listen to me.

There's four bags in the corner of the garage.

Do you know what they are?

Just a simple yes or no. Do not approach.

It's flour.

Bags of flour.

Did you put them there? - No.

But I know who did.

He wants me to confess, but it wasn't my fault!

Listen, the flour could be part of a device.

I want you to stay calm whilst I work this out.

Declan, just stay where you are.

Declan!

Oh, no.

Declan, talk to me!

What's happening?

Fuck!

Lana? You alright?

EXPO One.

Contact IED.

He's dead.

...pretty embarrassing questions from the hierarchy.

They're asking if we have the competency to deal with this case...

...within SO15. - What the hell happened?

Er, do you mind? - You knew he was a flight risk.

How could you lose sight of him? - There was an officer assigned to him.

It was a miscommunication. - He walked away.

I mean, do you not do fitness tests? Surely you can run.

You shouldn't have gone to the garages without me.

If I hadn't have done, then what? - He would still be dead.

And it would still be my fault.

Alright, so you accept that as senior officer at the hospital

the responsibility was yours?

Sir. - Right.

And you accept that you need to wait for support

the next time you want to follow up a lead.

Look, I want this department to do better than it has in the past.

We are dealing with a serial killer who uses bombs.

A man like that will only capitalise on our mistakes.

If we are not across everything, we will fail.

So now, come on.

What was found in his apartment?

Well, there was a passport belonging to him under the name of Declan O'Kelly.

Mm-hmm. We've confirmed its authenticity.

How long has he been operating under Ned Cole?

It's unclear. Whoever created his new identity

they did a pretty comprehensive job.

And there was nothing in his apartment about Coldmarsh?

Well, I seen him send a text message before he died.

- Well, are we on that? - Mm- hmm.

We're waiting for data from the network provider.

OK, good.

Still waiting.

Lana.

We're on the same side.

The plant room sump pump had been sabotaged

meaning the room was flooded from below the door line.

That's what led to Agnes Raffner's drowning.

What about the charges themselves?

Slurry explosives, same as the cab bombing.

This particular type is usually associated with the construction industry.

Demolition, that sort of thing.

Are you still taking the pills?

No. What's next?

The garage IED was designed to work as a fuel air explosive.

And it was flour? - Yeah.

Disperse it, ignite it.

The fireball acts as a vacuum.

His lungs would have collapsed before he burnt to death.

Word is, you and DS Morgan had a falling out.

Hardly.

Well, you gave her both barrels, apparently.

What?

She's alright.

I like her.

Not saying I don't. - Good.

Well, so far he's given us chemical weapons, drowning, and now this.

You were right, these aren't random attacks.

It's calculated. - Mm.

Are you sensing a theme?

He wants to suffocate them.

What? - Well, the devices are designed to kill

but first he wants them to stop breathing.

Right. Why would he do that?

Don't know. That's why you're paid the big bucks.

OK, well, um, I've actually been researching a possible connection

between Agnes Raffner and Declan O'Kelly.

Seems that they worked for the same company.

So it's DBN Construction.

As the name suggests

they were a construction and demolition firm, a pretty big organisation.

The bomber's using demolition explosives.

Alright, now we're onto something.

So, DBN Construction fell into financial difficulty in 1995.

They were acquired by the Akermark Group the following year.

Declan O'Kelly was senior management for five years in the mid '90s.

Right, and Agnes Raffner?

Er, says here that she was...

an executive consultant, but there are no dates.

But it's still unclear why they're targets.

We need to get hold of a list of ex-employees.

If the victims are all linked we need to know who could be next, so...

get the specific dates of Raffner's employment

then we can see who overlaps with her and O'Kelly.

OK. - That is good work, Lana.

Thank you.

It's DS Morgan you want to be thanking.

Yeah, of course.

Good work. - Thanks.

Twat.

I suppose...

I guess what I like about it is that it's a spiritual solution.

Not that I've ever been particularly spiritual.

Not crystals or palm readings, anyway.

Although I did have that aunt that lived in Totnes

or near there.

Jeff?

What you doing? There's things to come out the back of the car.

What's wrong with you, love?

Nothing.

Been like this all day.

Have I done something? - No.

Is it Lana?

She's fine. I think.

Then what?

Cos I thought we'd turned a corner.

I'm in a really good place now.

A lot of that's thanks to you.

Well, that's good.

What's going on, Jeff?

Just forget it. OK?

Your trauma and your breath are connected

so let's begin with some basic breath control.

Breathe in through the nose, and out through the mouth.

Take a few deep breaths like this

following this pattern.

Breathe in through the nose

and out through the mouth.

Breathe in through the nose...

and out through the mouth.

Mum, I've got about ten minutes. What's going on?

You alright, Dad?

Hello, stranger.

Do you want a...? - No, I'm good, ta.

What's new? - So you're not at work.

No.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Come on, Dad, I'm not an idiot.

Right.

I have been laid off.

What?

What do you mean?

They bankrupted the company, so I've been laid off.

Love?

What, no payout?

Well, there is a payout, but

it's not exactly a lot.

Why didn't you tell us?

I was looking at me options.

What about the pension?

That's gone. - It's not gonna be gone, Dad.

There'll be summat. There'll be a process, I'm sure.

Aye.

25 years, and that's it.

Right, Dad, so what you gonna do?

Now? - Yeah, now.

Not much I can do, is there?

It's at times like these you realise you're just a piece on the board.

Someone, God knows where, makes a decision.

They don't give a toss how it affects your life.

So, I could get angry.

I could scream blue bloody murder.

Probably will after a few pints.

But you can't stay like that.

Otherwise you'll go mad.

It'll be alright. - Yeah, it'll be alright.

Morning, Wash! What the hell?

Do you like it, heaven? Call me heavenly.

The hell is going on? - You tell us.

I thought these were your idea! - No.

It's a gift from us for next time you get in the water.

I don't remember the water being that cold. Oh, mate.

Here, Wash...

Wash. - Hey!

What's wrong with him?

Er... I'm OK to return to work, aren't I?

Ha, not like that you're not. - Come on, seriously.

Rich, my hands are tied.

You've got to go through the return-to-work protocols.

You're joking.

No. Just, Rich, tell them what they want to hear and be done with it.

Right.

I suppose if we all told them the truth, none of us would be working, eh?

Yeah.

We've all got shit to contend with. Just get on with it.

Understood.

Yeah, you'll find something to occupy yourself.

Maybe I will moonlight as a stripper.

Hmm. Well, I hope they don't pay by the inch.

I hope not, or I'll be in debt.

So, you identified that Declan O'Kelly sent a message

from his phone while he was in the garage.

We found the service provider data.

This is the message that he sent.

Well, it's to the point, and charming. - Yeah.

So he sent that message to a man called Ewan Knox

and Knox is an ex-soldier.

What unit? - Royal Engineers.

Er...

twenty-seven.

Two-seven. - Commando.

OK, so he'd have relevant specialist training.

What's his connection to DBN Construction?

Er, he worked for them for three years, and he specialised in demolition.

Explains his love for explosives. - Yeah.

And there's something else.

Knox has been detained under Section 136 twice in the last ten years.

What does that mean?

It means he was arrested in a public place and needed immediate care or control.

Care for what? - A mental health disorder.

Right. So listen.

The work Danny did around the PIRs has really paid off.

We cross- checked all the London area addresses

that they were dispatched to in the last year.

And one of the addresses belonged to

Ewan Knox.

He's our bomber.

SO15 have Knox's house surrounded.

If he's in there, they'll arrest him. He's not our usual type of bomber.

We don't know what we're dealing with, so we need to stay alert.

Knox's background means that he might have access

to manufactured munitions, possible chemical weapons.

Jesus, he hasn't used anything that powerful yet.

All the more reason to be careful then.

Yeah, which is why I'm not letting anyone inside in front of me.

Got that? It could be another trap.

OK.

Let's go.

Is he in there?

We've spotted movement inside.

Are you able to make the arrest?

Yeah, but I don't want to spook him. We know what he's capable of.

Right, well, you do the door- knock first.

If there's no answer, I'll move in with CTSFO.

You OK to lead?

Sir.

Bronze Command, all callsigns standby to move.

Bronze Command, Trojan One. Understood.

Entered neighbouring property.

Trojan Two and Overwatch moving into position.

You're sure about this?

Yeah. I need to see it through.

Well, I respect that.

You should have a respirator, EpiPen, tape in your bag.

Yeah, it's all there.

If gas is released, what do you do?

I put on the resi, I shut the front door, I start taping around it and the windows.

Yeah. Only if it feels safe to do so.

If not, just leave, OK?

Mm-hmm. - Good to go?

Yep. - Remember, Ewan Knox is priority.

When he opens the door, you make the arrest.

If it isn't him, or something doesn't feel right

then you call it in by saying...

Contact. I know. - Yeah.

And then we'll take it from there.

Knox is dangerous.

The place could be rigged, so proceed with caution.

OK.

Trojan Two, in position.

Bronze Two, proceed to soft knock.

As soon as he's out, I'm heading in with CTSFO.

You run the ECM from here, OK? - Got it.

No one's answering.

Try again.

I'm Detective Sergeant Morgan. We have a warrant to...

No. No, no, no!

Go, go!

Contact, contact.

Don't move!

Move, move!

Get her out of here.

Keep your head down. Move.

Phil, how many for support?

Follow me.

Be fucking careful.

Need to sweep for devices.

We're looking for smoke, gas, anything that could be a chemical weapon.

Wash, you need to see this.

What's going on?

Don't move.

It's oxygen.

We're OK, but it could be components for a weapon.

Don't touch anything else. Got it?

Room clear.

Clear.

Clear.

I'm going in.

Bronze Command, this is EXPO One.

Go ahead, EXPO One.

I've found Ewan Knox.

He's not our bomber.