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We were supposed to hand in all our devices when we arrived.

What's the worst that can happen?

They send us home to our warm beds?

Thanks for this, Elena.

Funny you never mentioned it was a dry wedding.

I said there wouldn't be a pay bar.

Ah.

Well, if you're not gonna let me watch my show,

I'd better get some sleep.

Gotta be up in four hours.

Don't wanna miss the treasure hunt.

I've got a surprise for you.

-Is that right? -Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

Yes!

Mmm!

Ah!

-I bet you were a Boy Scout. -Ah.

You know, I'm old school.

We've got a problem.

♪ 'Cause I am ♪

♪ I am ♪

♪ A little wicked ♪

♪ Hands red ♪

♪ Hands red ♪

♪ Just like you said ♪

♪ I am ♪

♪ A little wicked ♪

There's a lot you don't know about Ingrid.

-Dad? -Sam.

What are you doing?

Uh, I'm just looking for an old mixtape

I made for your mum back when we first met.

Thought it might help… …get through to her.

If you're looking for a song, you could use your phone.

Too easy. A mixtape takes effort.

Blood, sweat, tears.

I think the hospital has that part covered.

Just use your phone, okay?

-You could be right. -Mm-hmm.

Oh!

Breakfast.

♪ Pancake, golden little nugget Simmering like fake tan ♪

♪ Pancake, fluffy, light miracle ♪

♪ Simon Greene's your man ♪

♪ Pancake, soar through the air ♪

-Hey! -♪ Pancake ♪

♪ Can't believe you landed there ♪

♪ Pancake ♪

♪ I hope you don't taste like shite ♪

All right. Oh! No, no, no. No filming.

I wanna take full control of my royalties.

Don't quit the day job, eh, Dad?

Your criticism really hurts me,

but it will hurt you a lot more when you taste those.

What's Mum's secret recipe?

Uh, sparkling water?

-I think she mixed it in after the eggs. -Eggs!

Goddammit, I knew I forgot something!

The Shining Truth said the guns wouldn't be too deep.

Yeah, it's already pretty…

…deep.

At some point, we're gonna have to talk about this cult of yours.

Stop calling it a cult, Ash.

Shining Haven is a special place.

How is blindly believing in that crap giving you anything?

They're nutcases, Dee Dee.

Why do they want us to kill these people?

I can't tell you that.

Did something else happen in there, Ash? Did someone say something to you?

No. No one said anything.

Are you being honest with me? We've always been honest with each other.

Have we? You didn't tell me anything

about why we went back to that place until you had to.

You didn't say it was because of that weird ceremony.

Is that us being honest with each other?

Yes?

Of course. Understood.

Forever be The Shining Truth.

What do they want now?

Change of plan.

We've got a new job.

The way Aaron was killed, three fingers cut off,

that was meant to send a message.

Which does point to the drug gangs.

So you agree we should be focusing beyond Simon Greene now?

I do. I can see now that was a mistake on my part.

You were right.

Is it wrong I find that attractive?

-The pivot. -The pivot?

It's a move that defeats a lot of guys.

They choose a path.

They feel it would be weak to admit it might not be the right one.

-Hmm. -But the truth is chicks dig the pivot.

Great. Always happy to be dug by the chicks.

Focusing on the gangs who have issues with Rocco and Luther.

And on the murder weapon.

You know, Aaron might have been stealing from Rocco.

We should look at him.

Rocco hasn't been seen since the night of Ingrid Greene's shooting.

Exactly. Which brings me to the news from the hospital.

-Luther's now fit for interview. -Great.

Let's find out what he's hiding.

-Hey, Raoul. -Don't touch me.

-I'm pressing charges. -Wow. That's great! Me too.

You attacked me.

I think you'll find it was self-defense.

You touched me first. I'm ex-police, you see.

Once you do that… Pfft! …game over.

You can't prove that.

Well, one of your colleagues put this online.

You put your hands on me first.

Nothing is lost, Raoul.

-I barely-- -There is a way out of all this.

Alison hasn't shown up to work this morning. Where can I find her?

I don't know where she lives.

Okey-doke. Police will be in touch.

She has a girlfriend.

Name?

Stephanie.

I think she stays with her.

That's better.

Jay, I'm not gonna cause a scene. Um…

I'm sorry about the last time. I was tired and wound up.

-So what do you want, Simon? -The truth.

You told the police that Ingrid was with you the night that Aaron was killed.

Have you any idea how that makes me feel? I mean, you two have history.

Yeah, we do.

Why was she with you that night? Please, don't lie.

-So we could talk, that's all. -What about?

Well, that's between Ingrid and me.

Okay. Um…

Why did you not say this before?

Because I knew what everyone would assume.

We have history, as you said.

You told me that, uh, there was a lot I didn't know about Ingrid.

What does that mean?

If Ingrid didn't share her thoughts with you before, Simon,

I don't feel it's my place to do so now.

Now you need to go. Because I have work to do.

Excuse me, Dr. Stanfield.

-Hey. -Hi.

Just there. Thanks.

-Elena. -This call is strictly business.

Anything else, I am hanging up.

So, Alison Mayflower,

the woman who arranged the adoptions, she didn't turn up for work this morning.

I spoke to her colleague, and he gave me a name, Stephanie…

Marcus or Marsden?

He couldn't remember. Anyway, she's Alison's girlfriend.

I need an address.

Okay. I'll see what I can do.

Okay.

Wait, Elena. Please.

We have to talk about Joel.

What did I say?

-I spoke to her. -Her?

Maria, his daughter. She said--

You have got a nerve calling back.

Bad time?

Oh. Uh…

You could say that. Sorry, Alex.

No worries.

Coming back to you on this Kevin Gano.

As you know, not on my stomping ground,

but I had a colleague of mine over there give me a peek.

I took a photo of the files. I'm sending them to you now.

Kevin Gano, dead in the garage. Verdict was suicide.

He was on medication for depression, lost his job, and he left a note.

Well, a text.

Wait. Two bullets?

First one into the wall. Second into his head.

And we're sure of that order, are we?

He's not gonna fire a bullet into the wall after he shot himself in the head.

Exactly.

So, maybe he didn't fire the gun.

So, Luther.

You deny the allegation that you shot Dr. Ingrid Greene

while claiming that her husband, Simon Greene, shot you

for no reason whatsoever.

No comments.

It's not a trick question. It's just what you told us.

Okay. Yeah, that sounds right.

I'd love to revisit what you said to me at the hospital

when I first asked you why you shot, or…

allegedly shot

Ingrid Greene.

-Why don't you ask him? -Me?

Simon Greene said he was only in that basement for one reason,

to find out where his daughter, Paige, was.

He thought your boss, Rocco, might know.

But thanks to you, never got to ask him.

Do you know where Rocco is, Luther?

No comments.

I didn't actually think I was gonna get an answer there.

I mean, Rocco obviously trusts you with his life.

You're close.

I get it.

And if Aaron was here, I guess it would be the same.

-I ain't like Aaron. -No? He worked for Rocco too.

-He meant nothing to Rocco. -You sure?

I think Rocco might have just let you think that.

Rocco didn't mix with a scumbag like Aaron.

The way he treated Paige?

Dickhead.

Do you know where Paige Greene is, Luther?

What?

The way you spoke about her and Aaron there,

sounds like you knew them pretty well.

No, I d… I didn't.

What aren't you telling us, Luther?

There it is, that fear again.

What are you scared of, Luther? Hmm?

How can we help?

I don't need your help.

Anything threatens me, I take it out. No more problems.

Remember that.

Luther's hiding something about Paige and Aaron.

Yeah, I got that.

But what?

Only one other person who can tell us for sure.

Hello?

Sending you something.

God!

Elena! A wee bit of warning next time.

Kevin Gano.

Gunshot to the head. Local police ruled it suicide.

But you doubt that ruling?

How many people who shoot themselves fire the first bullet into the wall?

Okay, so maybe Kevin hadn't handled a gun before,

or maybe someone else shot him.

Then put the gun into his dead hand before firing one into the wall.

It's an easy way to get gunshot residue on a body.

Yeah, but what's this got to do with Paige?

Well, here's the thing.

Kevin's wife confirmed he was adopted and was looking for his birth family.

-Same as Henry. -And Damien.

And Damien.

Whose husband came through with a password

for Damien's Discovered Ancestry account,

the same DNA site that Henry was on.

I'm looking at it now.

I'm going to work on this. I'll call you back in five minutes.

Damien has several half-sibling matches.

Henry is one,

and so is Kevin Gano.

And also someone using the initials AC.

Aaron Corval.

That's definitely Aaron Corval.

Alison Mayflower, who organized the adoptions,

she pretty much confirmed what we suspected.

Wiley Corval adopted Aaron through her.

So that means…

They are all half-brothers.

And now they're all dead.

Well, we can't be sure about Henry.

Who would want to kill them?

And what about Paige?

She was on a different DNA website than that.

I mean, how is she mixed up in all of this?

I don't know yet. Alison got away from me yesterday.

But I have got another lead on her.

Before that though, I have got to call by Kevin Gano's house.

We're getting closer, Simon.

Dad.

Yeah.

Okay, so PVB, that pervy professor that Paige had.

-Yes? -We reached out to him on Instagram.

I've already tried to contact him.

No, he has replied.

Well, not to us. To Paige.

We made a fake profile for her. We sent him a follow request.

He went for it.

Yeah, he's just posted his location on his story.

Show me.

"Brookebridge University."

Oh shit.

Brookebridge is miles away. Um, I better get going.

-You stay here with Mum. -Can't we come?

No, no, no, no, no, no. I don't want you anywhere near him.

Um, look… You're brilliant. Both of you.

What you've done is incredible.

But I need to take it from here. I'll call you.

Proud Dad.

Proud Dad.

Isaac.

What is it?

Luther got bail.

Pending trial. He's out.

-Where are you going? -Get some air.

Anything threatens me, I take it out. No more problems.

Still drilling those five-yard passes?

Of course.

-Patience brings-- -Reward.

Yeah. I haven't forgotten.

If you're going to arrest me,

can we do it somewhere where the kids won't see us?

But that's not why I'm here.

Luther got bail.

You're not worried?

I don't think he saw me.

You don't know that.

He could be more dangerous than you think. He could have killed Aaron.

You believe that?

No, I can't buy it.

But he definitely knows something about that night.

Why do I feel like Luther's not the only person hiding something from me?

I'm gonna get to the bottom of what happened to Aaron Corval.

I'm not gonna stop until I do.

So if you remember something

or change your mind…

call me.

And with that in mind, let's again revisit Mendel's three laws.

Dominance, segregation,

and independent assortment.

Dominance…

Don't forget your essays next Tuesday. Thank you.

That was a really good lesson, sir. Learned a lot.

-Thank you. -If you do private tutorials, let me know.

Yeah, will do. Thanks, guys.

Thank you. Don't forget your essays for next week.

Mr. Greene?

My daughter, Paige. Where is she?

I don't know. Why would I?

You were in a fucking relationship with her.

I've never been involved in any way that was improper

with any of my students, ever.

That's not what I heard.

Let me guess.

Paige's friend, Katie Rogers?

What?

Katie is the reason why I'm on secondment.

I had to get away from Lanford.

Here.

These are emails she sent me.

Jesus.

Van de Beek tried to get with me before,

and I couldn't believe that Paige would fall for his creep stuff.

-Oh my God. -She made advances towards me.

I rejected her, and I told the university.

She was cautioned.

Unfortunately, I think that scared her, and…

…in a panic, she dug her heels in,

and that's when things got… difficult.

In hindsight, I should've handled it better.

I didn't set appropriate boundaries.

I can see now how she could've picked up on the wrong signals. That's on me.

What about the signals you were sending Paige?

Her diary is filled with dates where she had meetings with you.

Are you telling me that was just all coursework?

Yes.

Paige, she wanted to study medicine.

She wanted to be a doctor, like her mother.

I was helping her to make that move.

That's not an easy task, but she was committed.

In fact, she threw herself into her work in a way that made me feel…

Well, I couldn't help thinking that it was a form of escape

from whatever problems she had in life.

I can't wait to leave this fucking house!

I didn't pry. I didn't get the sense she wanted me to.

I just gave her the space I felt she needed.

She was a brilliant student.

Until, of course, she wasn't.

And so all the chat about you,

it's just nonsense?

The comments under the video I saw you in,

in the park,

how close are they to the truth about you, Mr. Greene?

Yeah.

Okay. Yeah.

I believe you.

Mrs. Brady?

I'm really sorry to bother you, but I'm a detective.

I was a detective once.

-Really? -Gas Light.

Oh! Do you mean the play Gas Light?

Everyone said I could have gone professional.

As an actress?

As a detective.

Oh! I think you're messing with me now, aren't you?

Ah, passes the time.

Poor Kevin, huh?

-God rest him. -I was just wondering whether…

you might have seen something unusual that day?

Anyone that was hanging around who you wouldn't normally expect to see?

Kevin killed himself, didn't he?

Yes, but… Pfft!

…we've gotta tick all the boxes.

I did see a car that night.

Parked for far too long. I didn't like the look of it.

They were there for a while. I…

I don't know when they left. But just across the road, there.

A man and a woman.

I couldn't see them that well, but I could tell they were young.

The way they sat, and their… their clothes, and…

-But you didn't see their faces? -No.

Could it have been…

him?

Or her?

The girl I really didn't see. She was on the other side of the car.

But him?

No. He had shorter hair and no beard.

More sort of…

pretty.

Can you say "pretty"?

Well, I'd certainly accept it.

Okay.

Can you describe the car for me?

Yes.

Mm.

Alison?

Stephanie?

Uh, Paige was also part of your Family Tree Club.

-Isn't that right? -Yeah, well, she wanted to study medicine.

She was really into it. But how does that--

Around the time that she was active in the club, something changed in her,

something that drove her to that scumbag boyfriend and drugs.

I thought it was you.

But, um… have you any ideas?

Uh, she stopped speaking to me just before she left.

Why? Was it the drugs?

Professor, if you know something, you need to tell me.

The university has a rule about not informing parents of…

certain incidents.

Like what?

Drug-taking? Stealing? I already know that.

Tell me.

This was just before the drugs.

Paige came to see me.

Uh, she was upset. She told me that she'd gone to this party.

She thinks that someone slipped something into her drink.

She remembered laughing and joking, then…

She woke up

in a boy's bed.

No memory of the night before.

She was raped?

Why weren't the police called?

Paige didn't want to tell the authorities,

but I was obligated to report it to the university.

That's when she stopped speaking to me.

If you reported it, why did nobody tell us, her parents?

When Paige was called in, she completely denied it ever happened.

After that, there was no more we could do. Our hands were tied.

Like I said, there are certain rules in place

about us speaking out against a student's wishes.

It's supposed to protect them, but in this case…

I'm sorry.

-Who is he? -She never gave a name.

But soon after, there was another incident.

-Someone else was raped? -No.

The boy who I think did it,

he was brutally beaten up in the campus gym.

His name's Doug Mulzer.

Oh God. I think I've met him.

Him?

Yeah.

I've met him. He played me.

-Are you sure it's him? -No.

Look, all I can tell you is…

…the day after Doug was attacked, Paige returned to class,

and she was joyful and upbeat,

and, you know, I think she was obviously taking something.

After the lecture, I saw her with someone.

I think whoever that was,

that's who attacked Doug for Paige.

Is this who she was with?

Yes, that's him.

Aaron.

Detective Fagbenle.

Mr. Greene.

I want you to arrest a man named Doug Mulzer.

He raped my daughter, and he may have murdered Aaron.

Why don't we go inside, Mr. Greene? Hmm?

So you're gonna arrest him, right?

It's not as simple as that.

There's a procedure we have to follow.

I don't know why I bother.

Mr. Greene, I do not want this man to get away with what he did.

But without Paige here to report Mulzer, we can't just arrest him.

We do believe you, Mr. Greene. We've broadened our search for Paige.

We've circulated her photo and details even wider than previously.

We will find her.

And when we do, we're hoping she can point us to Aaron's killer.

But even if that isn't Mulzer, you have my word,

we'll still do everything in our power

to take him down for what he did to your daughter.

Trust me.

We want to bring Paige in safe and sound every bit as much as you do.

Thank you.

A friend who covers Lanford University sent me these.

Doug Mulzer.

Jesus. He's lucky to be alive.

If Aaron did that, that's a hell of a motive for Mulzer.

We need to check his alibi for sure.

I still think our best bet is to find Paige Greene.

Paige.

A woman who's been abused not once, but twice.

What are you getting at?

She got together with Aaron because he dealt with her first abuser.

What must it do to someone to have your knight in shining armor

turn around and suddenly beat you black and blue?

How would that make you feel?

-Really fucking angry. -Yeah.

So all the reasons you used to have for thinking Simon could have killed Aaron…

Could just as easily be applied to Paige?

Oh. Uh…

For the pivot.

Come with me.

You verified Cornelius's alibi.

Even though you know he shot Luther.

Why?

Because he doesn't belong in prison.

He was just trying to stop Simon and Ingrid from being murdered.

-Oh, he told you that? -He wasn't lying. That's not who he is.

He even shot Luther in the shoulder, for God's sake.

Why are you telling me this now?

I don't like keeping stuff from you.

I guess, I wouldn't like it if you kept stuff from me.

And I don't just…

mean that in a police partner way.

I don't think you fully grasp the risk you've taken, Isaac.

It's not just that you'd lose your job. You could end up in prison.

It still feels like the right thing to have done.

-I hope it was. -You hope?

Isaac, if you get caught,

everything is over.

Not just your career.

Everything. You understand?

Yeah.

Are you gonna say anything?

Thanks, Ruby.

I'm sorry.

You know which rock the spare key is under, Lou.

I didn't want to spoil the visual.

I was hoping you'd feel sorry for me. Out here in the cold.

I need you to look into something else for me.

A car seen outside Kevin Gano's house.

Blue Mercedes, young man and woman, twenties.

No doorbell footage, but maybe you could check the traffic cams.

I'll see what I can do.

Any more on Alison? You checked out her girlfriend's place?

No-show.

-Elena. -Maybe it wasn't an affair.

But he still slept with another woman and had a child with her, Lou.

You're okay with that because you're a granny now.

A great-granny.

They've even got a photo of you.

Joel gave Remi that one photo

in case Maria was ever curious about her father's side of the family.

Remi?

That's what Maria's mother was called.

And her and Joel were never together.

Remi was more of an acquaintance than a friend,

but he knew her well enough to know something was troubling her.

She ended up telling him about her want to have a child.

But Remi didn't have a partner,

so she asked Joel if he'd consider being a donor.

But they never had a relationship.

You keep saying that like it means something else.

They were never physical.

They never had sex?

Yes.

Does that make a difference?

Yes. No.

I don't know.

He still lied to me, Lou.

If he'd told me, we could've got through it.

In time, I would've been okay.

Would you?

Maybe if you'd been able to have children of your own.

Then, maybe.

Don't you remember what it was like when you discovered you couldn't have any?

It must have tortured him, Elena.

He'd have hated not being honest with you.

He lost all that weight, remember?

It was that time.

I thought that was intermittent fasting.

He never fasted.

He must have been worried sick

of what you'd do if you found out he'd had a child when you couldn't.

I think he earned that pain,

the pain of keeping it from you.

All so you wouldn't get hurt.

It was typical Joel.

He was trying to help everybody.

He did what he thought was the right thing even though it was a…

stupid,

crazy, ridiculous decision.

But he did it with no thought for himself because that was Joel.

Wasn't it?

That was my son.

That was the man you loved.

She wants to meet you.

Properly.

What?

Maria.

She's dropped the charges.

But now she knows the truth, she wants to talk.

She wants you, us,

to come to dinner tonight.

Hey. How did you sleep?

Uh… Yeah.

I'm getting my kids' DNA tested.

What?

Simon?

Please don't do that. That's crazy.

I've done it already. I just need to pick up the results.

You don't need results to tell you they're your children.

You're right. They are. I mean…

Even if the tests say otherwise, they're mine.

I've raised them. I love them. But--

Do you really believe that Ingrid stayed with you all those years

while she was having an affair?

I don't know what to believe about Jay.

All I do know is that Paige was going down the same path.

She was searching DNA sites.

I don't know if it was connected to me and Ingrid or someone else,

but by doing this, I get a definite answer on one thing.

One thing that might even help me find her.

Whatever Paige uncovered, I need to know what it was.

-Simon? -Elena, what are you doing here?

I just came to check in.

See how things are.

You seem happier.

I feel happier.

And I feel sadder.

I found out a few things about Joel.

I get to miss him again now,

the man that I knew.

But you…

Ingrid's still here.

There's a chance you could both talk about this.

Hello? Who's this?

Bye.

Stephanie called me.

I'm supposed to meet her in this car park, and she's gonna take me to Alison.

Why don't you pick me up? Never a bad idea to have a wingwoman.

I'm nearly there.

Okay. Have you thought about our dinner invite from Maria?

Yeah, I'll come.

And why don't you grab some wine? Grab with both hands.

Will do.

Bye, Lou.

Stephanie?

Hi, Elena.

You ready to go?

Put your phone in there please.

I need to be sure you're not being followed.

I can't afford to lead them to Alison.

Stephanie, what do you mean by "them"? Who are they?

I can't have these questions.

If you want to leave now, that's okay. In fact, it might be for the best.

You either trust me, or you don't.

You know what? I'm not sure about this anymore.

Okay.

Okay.

Thank you.

That's better.

Cornelius.

We need to talk.

I was hoping the police would hit a wall with the investigation

without finding a murder weapon or any witnesses.

But that lead detective,

he's not going to let go until he gets the truth.

The truth?

I saw Paige.

The night of Aaron's murder.

I found Aaron in his flat, murdered.

I took the knife. I acted on instinct.

I'm sorry, but Paige did it.

Paige murdered Aaron.

There has to be another explanation.

Here we are.

It's my aunt's place. Beautiful, isn't it?

Hmm.

Come on. Alison's inside.

♪ I am beside you ♪

♪ I am beside you ♪

♪ I am beside you ♪

Alison! Come and join us!

♪ I am beside you ♪

♪ Look for me ♪

♪ Look for me ♪

No.

♪ I am beside you ♪

♪ Look for me ♪

♪ I try to forget ♪

♪ To remember ♪