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'Did they question anyone about Odile's disappearance?'

Then perhaps I'll talk to my lawyer in the meantime.

You wanna find your daughter? Trust your instincts.

We got access to Katie's call logs. She made an eight-minute phone call.

It was registered to your partner, Jason Bradley.

If you'd driven straight there, Katie would still be safe.

Fuck off! Argh!

Argh! Sarah?!

That's him!

GUNSHOT

SHE GASPS No.

Oh, no. Oh.

I'm sorry.

SHE SOBS

FAINT CHATTERING

BREATHES SHAKILY

Sarah. Huh?

Sarah, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Xavier won't get far. Everyone is looking for him.

You... You said that last time. I know, and I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

SNIFFLES, INHALES SHARPLY

Sarah, are you OK? What's happening?

BREATHES SHAKILY

Talk to me. No, I can't... I can't...

I can't breathe. Calm down, calm... Copy me.

I can't breathe. Copy me.

Breathe in. And out.

SARAH WHEEZING

In and out. Nice and slow.

Nice and slow, it's gonna be OK.

EXHALES

Nice and slow.

INHALES SHARPLY

OK, let's get you out of here, get you somewhere safe.

It's gonna be OK.

I talked to Jason about...

...him and Katie.

What did he say?

He said that she'd called him

on the night she went missing for help.

She wanted him to go over, but he was too far away with work.

And he didn't wanna tell me because he was scared I would blame him.

Did he say anything else, anything about their relationship?

SCOFFS

He said she tried to kiss him.

I can't believe Katie would do that.

I... You're right about coincidences.

With Jason, there are just too many.

Katie's calls, Mark Jones, knowing about Odile

and knowing that Neil Scott had issues after leaving the army

and asking me to leave Katie in his care.

But then...

...if I hadn't asked him to help me,

to come here and to follow Xavier,

then... then he... he would still be alive.

Sarah, that wasn't your fault.

What if...?

What if it was Fabien's plan to have Katie stay there

and not Lucy?

Audrey said that Fabien made Odile feel really uncomfortable.

What if he made Katie feel the same way?

What if Xavier, Fabien, Mark Jones and Jason are all in it?

In what? I don't know.

In some kind of... In some kind of sex ring.

There are too many similarities between Odile and Katie.

And what if Fabien wanted Xavier to kill Jason?

No, stop it. Sarah...

SIGHS

You're making links that might not be there.

Don't torture yourself.

Don't get caught up with conspiracies and what-ifs.

Leave the detective work to me. OK?

I promise, I'll consider all possibilities, but right now...

...you're in shock.

You need to allow yourself to grieve.

Where is Fabien?

He's not here.

So where is he, then?

I don't know. He left early. You can't just walk in here.

I think he is involved in Katie's disappearance

and possibly in Jason's death, his murder.

I'm sorry for your loss, but that was Xavier.

Fabien certainly wouldn't have anything to do with him.

Why do you think we told Emma to keep away from him?

That is bullshit, and you know it.

Fabien met Xavier.

I saw him, minutes before Jason was killed.

You really are deluded, aren't you?

You're a crazy lady.

You're the one who's deluded.

Buying your way through life, through this town.

Well, you can't buy everyone!

Totally crazy.

SCOFFS Just tell me the truth.

Actually... scrap that.

I don't know why I even asked the question.

Because I don't trust any of you.

You, you're just a poor little bitch girl.

And Fabien, he's a creep and dodgy as hell.

And you, oh, you are the worst of the bunch

because you only care about appearances.

Sod the reality.

I shouldn't have let Katie set foot in this bloody house!

And whoever wrote that on your locker,

oh, they were right.

Could be any of you. You're all psychos.

HUFFS

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

Excuse me.

What are you doing here?

Fixing some guttering. Why are you here?

Found your daughter yet?

Sarah.

I'm glad to see you.

It gives me the chance to say I'm sorry about your boyfriend.

It would appear we're both victims of Xavier now.

You, a victim? Haven't the police told you?

He mugged me at gunpoint before he shot your boyfriend.

I gave my statement as soon as I could.

Mugged? Wait. Jason's been shot?

How is he?

He's dead.

Killed by Xavier Henin.

Just after he met this bloke down a dark alley.

Funny, that.

There's no need to visit again.

I suggest you leave the police to their investigations.

Hey, wait.

Get your hand off me. OK.

I had no idea about Jason.

I was just talking to him yesterday. Yeah, I know, at the search.

I'm sorry. He was a good man.

Was he? Course he was.

Salt of the earth. Do anything for anyone.

Look what he did for you.

Do you do work here regularly? Every now and then.

Caroline knows I'm good for cash in hand.

Did you ever see Katie here? Yeah.

I never spoke to her, mind.

I didn't even know she was English until I heard she was missing.

Where were you on Saturday night? I don't have to answer that.

It's a perfectly simple question. Were you in Saint-Michel?

No. I was back in the UK.

Not that it's any of your business.

Oh, do you know who Jason's next of kin might be?

The police are asking.

No idea. Talk to the coach company.

And let me give you some advice. Advice?

Yeah. You know the problem with women like you?

You keep smashing into things,

and then you act all surprised when somebody smashes back.

Was that some sort of threat?

The press are not welcome. Do you understand that?

What can you tell us about Jason Bradley? Just go.

Just one quote, please.

Don't make a fuss.

Fuck that.

Excuse me.

I'm Sarah Gleason. Can we talk?

Last week, my daughter, Katie Gleason,

went missing after being at a party on Saturday night.

People say that I should keep quiet, but I won't.

Not until I've found her.

I am pleading with whoever has her to let her go.

And I'm offering a reward for anyone who can help get her home.

If you have any information,

call the police station in Saint-Michel.

They've not found Xavier Henin,

who murdered Jason Bradley in cold blood yesterday.

And they still haven't found Odile Lambert...

...who disappeared from Saint-Michel five years ago.

They've failed Odile.

They've failed her mother.

Don't let them fail Katie.

'Don't let them fail Katie.'

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Lieutenante.

Hello.

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

PHONE RINGS

MULTIPLE PHONES RING

Uh-huh.

'Katie Gleason went missing

'after being at a party on Saturday night.

'People say I should keep quiet, but I won't.'

TURNS TV OFF

Si?

Non.

'They failed Odile. They failed her mother.'

'The 17-year-old was in France

'on a school exchange trip when she went missing

'in the early hours of Sunday morning.

'The police in the town of Saint-Michel...'

TURNS RADIO OFF Hey!

I don't normally see you at lunch.

Come sit. This isn't a social visit, Papa.

HE SIGHS

We need to talk about Odile.

Why? I... I see no reason for that.

I told the police about that at the time.

You really should have some of this, you know.

It's quite delicious. Mmm.

Even though I do say so myself.

Where were you on the Saturday night when Katie went missing?

Do you know what? What?

I think this is the best soup I've ever made.

Get yourself a bowl. Where were you, Papa?

After you left Bar Saint-Michel. I was at home.

Home? Yes!

I was home.

But you weren't here. I came round.

You were out. Your car was missing.

I won't tell you again.

This is my home, you are my daughter, and in my home,

you stay my daughter, not a detective!

I'm both. I can't ignore it any more.

It's all over the news.

If we don't talk about it,

then you'll have to talk to Jerome at the station.

Or worse, the... the press will dig into your past,

scavenge for anything they can get.

Just tell me the truth, Papa.

This is my home, you are my daughter,

you do not threaten me!

DOOR OPENS, SLAMS

One large Sauvignon blanc.

I, erm...

I want to apologise for my son's actions

on behalf of Yvette and myself.

Where is she? Presumably with Xavier.

She's in bed.

She can't face anyone.

Not after what Xavier did.

We are both so... so sorry.

If there is anything we can do, anything...

Last time I checked, you can't bring back the dead.

So no.

Unless you can find my daughter or your son.

You know, you shouldn't have mentioned Xavier by name.

The police won't appreciate it.

You've made things very difficult... for everyone.

He shouldn't have murdered my boyfriend, then.

Maybe you should take your drink back to your room,

have some privacy.

I don't think I need to hide away.

You're just upset because I mentioned Odile Lambert.

You're worried that I'm gonna blame you in public, and I could.

I worked with the information I had.

OK? That girl just vanished.

I had nothing to go on.

One single sighting, that's it.

And I had other cases.

She was 17 years old. I know.

If I had my time again, maybe I... I would argue for more resources.

Perhaps I gave up too quickly.

Serge. You don't need to justify yourself to me.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

You need to justify yourself to Audrey, Odile's mum.

I was with a woman on Saturday night.

You've got a girlfriend?

Why didn't you tell me? You didn't ask.

And she's not a girlfriend, she's...

HE CHUCKLES ...my special friend.

A prostitute?

Well, she prefers the word "escort", OK?

Her name's Sylvie.

And I've been seeing her for several years.

All right, it w... At first, it was about the sex.

But I'm not interested in that any more, and...

and I need help in that direction.

I don't need the details, Papa. Oh, Ginie, grow up.

We can't all be goody two-shoes like you.

What Sylvie and I have is companionship.

And I really, really want you to understand that.

Anyway, I went to see Sylvie the night Odile Lambert disappeared,

and I told the police that, and I asked for their discretion.

I saw you did two interviews with the police.

I watched the first tape,

but the second is missing, as is the transcript.

That's right. Well, that's when I told them about Sylvie.

They gave me their discretion. OK?

Men understand these things. Women, not so much.

I doubt that's why the records are missing.

You were the last person to see her, and then she vanished.

No. No.

I passed Odile, and then a car came in the opposite direction.

They would've been the last one to see her. I told the police that.

Wait, you saw another car?

Yeah, a... an old one, I think.

Anyway, I told the police that

and that I was on my way to see Sylvie.

Can you remember anything else about it?

The make or the colour? Could be important, Papa.

It was a Renault.

An old dark blue Renault. Yeah, an old dark blue Renault.

So, they would've been the last one to see her.

See? I had nothing to do with it.

Friends? SHE SIGHS IN RELIEF

Yes, Papa. We always were.

But I need Sylvie's address.

PHONE CHIMES

SNIFFLES

SIGHS

EXHALES SHARPLY

'Leave it or don't. Your call.'

VOICEMAIL BEEPS

Virginie.

Thank God you're here! HE SIGHS

We are in the middle of a murder investigation.

Do you know how much time we are wasting

dealing with freaks and cranks after your reward?

Captain. Captain. 42 phone calls.

All of them taking up police time. Captain.

All of them dead ends. No, but...

None of them helping us find your daughter or your...

Captain! Captain Ricard. I got this. ...boyfriend's killer.

What? It was sent at 5:30 this morning.

Katie's alive.

She's alive.

Excellent. It could be a break.

Forward it to Virginie.

We need to make the most of this photo.

I'll check the mobile providers. There's no time to waste, Virginie.

Just give me two minutes. Hm?

Please, no more press conferences, OK?

But it's because of that that it came through,

because I spoke to the press.

Whatever the reason was, we know Katie's alive.

That's good. Mm?

Oh, I spoke to Mark Jones. He'd met Katie.

Guess where? At the Morvans'. He works for them.

PHONE CHIMES See, they are all together in it.

I've got to go. This is good news. Mm?

Oh, non. Non.

Mm.

Mm-hm.

PHONE RINGS

Allo.

OK. OK, OK.

Are you Sarah Gleason?

Yes.

This is it, isn't it, where Jason was killed?

I'm his next of kin, Rebecca.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm his wife.

And the mother to his three sons.

And before you ask, yes, we were still very much married.

Serge.

Oui?

Can we go somewhere private?

No.

I need to talk to you about the interviews you did

with my father when Odile Lambert went missing.

Yes?

He told you he saw an old blue Renault drive past after him.

Did he?

I can't remember.

But it must be in the records anyway.

The record of the second interview when he gave you this information

has literally vanished from the files.

PHONE CHIMES

Sorry, I have to go.

I... I can't believe it.

This is two weeks ago? Yeah, well, that was Jason for you.

You weren't the first,

and you probably weren't even the last.

He didn't even say he was a dad.

Too easy to get to the truth that way.

What was the story this time? What did he tell you about himself?

He didn't say anything.

He just said he worked a lot, driving abroad,

and that the company were short of drivers

and that he was worried about money.

That's the benefit of being a coach driver -

always got an excuse for why you can't be there.

And, of course, he had his flying monkeys,

the ones who keep his secrets.

Mark Jones, Neil Scott. They've even been to our house.

Mark Jones and Neil Scott knew he was married with kids?!

EXHALES

Where do you live? Anerley.

That's about ten miles from Burwood. How did he do it?

How did he...? How did he keep us apart?

I could've bumped in to you at the supermarket.

Planning. And practice.

And different phones. For fuck's sake.

Hold on, you said that I might not be the last?

Was there another woman? Possibly.

I always knew how many women he was seeing by how many phones he had.

I only ever saw one.

SIGHS There was the work phone,

but he didn't use that because the battery was...

Oh. Huh. Yeah.

I'm the work phone.

I don't know if there was anyone else.

But he liked to have two on the go, liked the rush it gave him.

He had a mother and a daughter one time.

He probably would've gone for your daughter if she...

I'm sorry. I... I'm sorry.

Do you think he had anything to do with the disappearance of Katie?

No. He's a narcissist, not a psychopath.

WAS a narcissist.

Keep forgetting he's dead now.

Please, erm... I don't want your comfort.

I don't want to mourn Jason.

The truth is, there's a part of me that's glad he's dead.

I know it's a wicked thing to say,

but he made my life a misery for years.

Coming to help you find your daughter

was probably the most decent thing he'd ever done.

I need to go and claim the body.

But I just wanted you to know who he was.

And what he was.

Jason's next of kin, do you know who it is?

Mark Jones doesn't.

Er... no, I don't.

I'm sorry about Jason.

He was a good man. Not that good, apparently.

His next of kin, now, do you not think that it might be... his wife?

Rebecca.

Cos we just met, and she certainly knows you.

Look, I'm sorry.

I... I couldn't tell you, not with Katie missing.

It would look too... suspicious.

And how do you think it looks now? Less suspicious?

No. It looks fucking terrible.

That's how it looks.

And do you know what it makes me think?

If you hid that, what else are you hiding?

What else are you not telling me? Nothing.

Did you see him with Katie? No. Absolutely not.

Why should I believe a fucking word you say?

I never saw anything happening between Katie and Jason.

Nothing. No.

If I had, I'd have said, and I would've told the police.

There was no way I would've let him mess around

with a student in my care.

No, you just let him fuck around with her mother instead.

It's not like that. No? No, what is it like, then?

How many others were there?

How many girlfriends did he have when he died?

Is there somebody else I should be calling to tell them that he's dead?

No, I didn't know about anybody else.

I only know about you.

Really? Yeah.

Jason loved you.

He cared about you. Oh.

Well, that makes it OK, then

Because... if he cared for me while still being married

with three small boys, then...

...that really means a lot

Whoops. My bad.

Non. PHONE CHIMES

PHONE BUZZES

Xavier.

Looking for something? My phone.

Can I help you? Or maybe you want to help me look for it, too?

I would, but I'm too busy looking for my daughter.

Where is Serge? I don't know.

He went to do an errand two hours ago,

and I haven't seen him since.

What is it? What's wrong?

Xavier's been shot. SHE GASPS

Oh, is he alive? Is he OK? He will be.

He's about to go into surgery.

What happened? He was caught in a road block.

Then tried to shoot his way out and took a bullet in the stomach.

It's lucky no-one was killed. And did he say anything about Katie?

No, Sarah, he has not.

Xavier will be questioned when he regains consciousness.

There's a text from Serge.

What does that mean? I think he's done something stupid.

What does it say? "I can't do this any more."

I'll try and get a location on his phone.

Wherever he is, I'm gonna come with you.

He might have more information about Katie, and then I can...

This is nothing to do with your daughter!

How do you know? No, fine, fine.

Come. I'm not going to argue.

Let's just find Serge. Got it.

Let's go.

Do you think Serge has Katie?

I have no idea.

Why bring us out here?

Why send that message?

I think that Yvette knows something.

I don't.

I just think she just looks as worried as you.

Yes, but... about what?

Yvette, Sarah, you... you stay there. OK?

Serge! C'est moi, Jerome.

What is it?! Is it Katie?! Yvette, no!

No, Yvette, no, no! No, no! YVETTE SCREAMS

Don't touch him! He could be alive!

Jerome! Jerome! Help me!

YVETTE SOBS

Jerome...

It's too late.

CHATTERING IN FRENCH

PHONE CHIMES

Sarah.

What is it?

We know where Katie's phone was when that photo message was sent.

It was from here, this hotel. So Serge was involved?

We don't know yet, but we also found something on Serge.

Part of a map.

We are not sure where it's for. We are working it out.

Oh, please, God, not where Katie is. Could be Odile.

Jerome said her case being reopened disturbed Serge.

Perhaps he had something to hide.

But we are concentrating on here first. Stay in your room.

What about Xavier? He just came out of surgery.

He's got armed guards with him. He won't be disappearing again.

Something weird happened. PHONE CHIMES

I need to talk to you about Jason...

Sorry, I have to go. I... I'll see you later.

SHE SOBS

OK, Jason, what the hell have you got in here?

You absolute wanker.

DOOR OPENS

Yvette.

I'm sorry about Serge.

Why are you sorry?

Because it takes away the attention from you, your daughter?

You've come over here and brought hell to all of us.

I didn't have much choice about coming here, if you remember.

Lieutenant Taylor never liked Serge.

Certainly not when he was alive.

And now he's dead, she humiliates him, coming here.

Well, we don't have anything to hide.

Well, then nothing will be found.

Pack your things and get out.

Now!

Sarah. Where are you going?

Yvette's told me to leave.

I don't know where I'm gonna go.

I've rung round some of the hotels, but no-one will have me.

No-one wants me here.

No-one wants me to find Katie.

And... I found out that Jason was married.

What? With kids.

He was married?

His wife was his next of kin. One of your lot must've told her.

Remy. That little shit.

Could have warned me. And I wasn't the only one.

His wife told me he had a different phone

for each girlfriend.

So... better check those out.

You're coming to stay at mine. I've got a spare room.

That's very kind of you, but I really... I couldn't.

No arguing. I want you to come.

I'll take you there now. Mm? What about the search?

Captain Ricard is handling it.

Yvette prefers if I'm not around. Come on.

OK.

I thought that you'd live in town.

Where everyone knows my business? No, thank you.

Welcome to my home. Wow, lovely place.

Glass of water? Yes, please.

Oh, who's this?

My mum and I. She died when I was 12.

So my father came back from England. It's a lovely photo.

Sometimes, I think if I didn't have it,

I would have forgotten her face.

What was she like? Refined, very quiet.

Papa was... is loud.

Likes to take up all the oxygen.

That's why they split up.

When did you last eat?

Yesterday. I'm not hungry.

You must still eat.

Katie needs you to be strong. So do I.

Why did Serge do it?

We don't know yet. What about the map?

They're looking in to it now. Maybe it's nothing.

But you said that it was the only thing on him.

It's got to be significant.

By the way...

...my father has an alibi for Saturday.

OK. OK.

What...? What if we're just too late?

Sarah, we deal with what's in front of us.

As far as we know, Katie's still being held.

You saw a photo of her today.

A recent photo. Yeah.

How did Audrey keep on going?

How did she manage to keep on living?

Hope.

Never give up on hope. Mm?

I should get back to the station. They will need me tonight.

Of course. Help yourself to anything.

Here's the tea.

You'll be OK here on your own? Thank you so much, Virginie.

Yes, I'll be fine. You get going.

GASPS Putain.

Whoa! Huh?

PHONE RINGS

Hey.

Cup of tea?

Yes, please.

The search has been organised for tomorrow

in the woods to the north of the town.

There's more, isn't there? What is it?

Serge didn't kill himself.

He was suffocated before he was hung up.

He was murdered.

I'm coming with you on the search.

No, you're not. I need you to stay here.

But I could be of help.

Sorry, we can't compromise it.

PHONE RINGS

It's Jerome. I need to take this.

They've stopped the search.

They've found a body.