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Scobie, we need to talk.

I said not now.

Hi, love.

Come on, Mom.

Come on, baby.

You just go.

Cheer up, Petty Scan, the custom is on.

See you, Joe Ashworth. Leave a message,
I'll get back to you.

Just to say I hope everything went well.

Oh, as well as can be expected with your
dad's move.

You'll be with your family, so there's
no need to call me back.

Right.

Not the Sunday afternoon we had at the
end, eh, Mark?

Yeah, bodies in the chippy.

Discovered around 1pm by a worker.

Oh, and this ladder?

Yes, ma 'am. She says it's co -owner
Scott Rhodes.

Co -owner?

Yeah, the other's Ross Simmons.

Kenny's trying to contact him, but no
answer yet.

Well, tell him to keep at it.

We've got CCTV in the front of the shop,
but only during opening hours. And you

can access the kitchen from round the
back anyway.

And is that where the body is?

Yes, Mum. You'd better take a look for
yourself.

Well, perfectly preserved for you.

Actually, it makes things tricky.

He seems completely solid, so I'll need
to gently unfreeze him before autopsy.

Can you tell how long he's been in there
from the level of freezing?

Not in any precise way.

Was he dead when he went in?

Hmm? Well, what about this build of the
head?

Looks bad, but I can't be sure it's what
killed him. Well, couldn't have helped.

But it might have been the cold or
suffocation.

Or a fall.

Or hit with a heavy object.

Well, if you're hoping for a murder
weapon, it seems a bit too clean in

Too clean?

Even for someone with a Level 5 hygiene
rating. With a dead body and with the

chips. And look here.

Can we get the lights, please?

Lord, despite a strenuous clean -up
effort, yes.

Thanks.

So whatever happened, likely happened in
here.

Hmm.

Now, why would somebody scrub the place
clean thoroughly and

then leave the body in the freezer?

I don't know.

That's your department.

We've got a card from a pocket.

Name on it, Scott Ray.

And there's also a phone, but... Oh,
that'll need defrosting, too.

No sign of forced entry, but they might
have taken his keys.

Did your lot unplug the freezer?

No.

It was already unplugged when he was
found.

I'm not sure, but the freezer must have
been running until recently.

Hmm.

Sorry I'm running late. Jo?

Is she inside?

Yeah, she's just in the front.

What are you doing here?

I heard there was a dead body.

You shouldn't be on call.

My dad settled in at the hospital. He's
well looked after.

There's nothing more I can do when I
want to work.

Okay. Well, the deceased's one of the co
-owners, and we're still looking for

the other one.

And I was wondering about this, too.

Cleared out before closing? Or are you
thinking burglary?

I'm thinking we need to check.

What did you get from the lass who found
his body?

Her name's Rachel Lim, Mum. Lives nearby
with a six -year -old. She's in a real

state. But I got out of her that a Scott
Rhodes was here yesterday when she

left. Shop closes at 11.

Rachel held clean.

She left around midnight.

Why was she in today?

Shop's shutting this Sunday.

She said she got worried about the gas.

Popped back to make sure it was off.

Wanted to find the body.

What about other workers?

Yeah, Aunt Daleson was on yesterday, but
he left earlier.

Rachel said he's worked at the shop for
years.

And Ross Simmons?

So both the owners, Ross and Scott, were
here when she left?

No, Ross went a bit before.

Mentioned wanting to get away for a
drive down south for a business meeting

today. A business meeting on a Sunday?

Yeah, Kenny's still trying to contact
him, Mum.

Good. His business partner dead in his
freezer. He's a person of interest from

the get -go. Kenny, any luck?

Sorry, Mum, no.

Just go see his voicemail.

He's turned it off.

All right, let's get an alert out.

Aye. Let's get his details to the port
and airport and let's put a check on his

vehicle. What about the deceased next of
kin?

The homeowner at his registered address
is Carrie Horton. No one home when

uniform attended, but a neighbour said
she'd be at work.

Right, let's go find this Carrie Horton.

Anything on Ross Simmons, I want updated
as soon as.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Pat.

Sit yourself down.

Come on.

Did you need me to do anything?

Well, we will need a formal
identification at some point. I mean,

any other family we should contact?

No, it was just him.

His dad died last year.

That's when Scott moved back from
London.

We got together and he moved in six
months back.

I have a lad, Tyler, 17 now.

Scott was good with him.

Not many men would have taken on a
teenager.

When did you last see Scott?

Yesterday at the time.

I made chicken curry.

Scott never really ate at the shop.

He didn't like fish.

And what time was that?

Five -ish. I had a shift from 6 .30.

You work overnight?

Yeah. Finished at 2 .30 in the morning.

And when you got back, was Scott home?

I don't know.

When I'm back later, I sleep on the
sofa.

Just assumed I missed him when I woke.

Came in today for another shift.

Yeah, and Cole left the methods. That
didn't worry you?

It's like that lately.

Like shifts in the night.

What, with my shift pattern and the chip
shop being so full on?

Any problems at the shop?

I don't think so.

Ask Ross Simon.

Oh, aye, aye, we will, Pet.

Now, can you think of anything out of
the ordinary that happened recently?

No. No, nothing.

Well, his car got damaged, I suppose.

Outside ours.

Scored down the side.

And then a tyre got slashed.

Any idea who did that?

I assume just Pet.

Random.

Okay, Pet.

A partner with enough cash to rescue a
small business.

And she's working night shifts in a
warehouse.

Well, maybe she doesn't want to rely on
him.

I mean, six months living together isn't
that long. And in any case, he wasn't

stuffed into their home freezer, was he?

We need Ross Simmons.

What? His car's been flagged several
times driving south.

Are they onto his bank card?

Well, yeah, but apart from buying some
service station coffees.

Well, what with that and the camera
sightings, that should narrow the focus.

Oh, and Mark says, Aunt Delson, the
other worker at the chip shop, he'll

at his home. Right.

Auntie Dale, hmm?

You're the police?

Aye, we are, Pat.

Sorry, mate. See you again.

Sorry to keep you. I had to get back
from the hospital.

Oh, everything okay?

Hmm? Oh, not for me. My brother.

Come in.

And is your brother okay?

Uh, yeah.

Now, being epileptic, I had a seizure he
wasn't quite coming out of.

Well, we... He could have met you at the
hospital, Per.

No, you're all right.

Mum's with him.

It's just Scott, you know.

I mean, I just can't quite... Have a
seat.

Oh, me mum had a little pot like that.

You've worked at the Chippy for a long
time, Mr Dilton.

Yeah, from right back when Mr and Mrs
Simmons had it.

After they retired, Ross took over.

And that's when Scott Rhodes came in as
a co -owner?

Yeah.

We haven't been able to reach your boss.

Any idea where he could be? Thanks,
love.

No, it's all right.

Cheers. And were there any tensions at
the shop?

People got on?

Pretty much.

Ross and Scott could argue a bit.

All right. What about?

The business.

Were you there all day yesterday?

Yeah. from food prep in the morning.

Ross is in charge of the kitchen.

Rachel came in early to wipe down before
opening.

And how long was Scott there?

He stayed till closing.

Ross let me get away early.

I usually stay to tidy up, but my
brother had been feeling funny.

He had a seizure in the early hours.

Oh, well, he's in good hands now, love.

Okay, listen up, everyone. I know it's
Sunday and all that.

Now, our deceased, Scott Rhodes, co
-owner of Simmons Fish Shop.

He was the saviour who stopped it from
going under, by all accounts.

And yet, he ends up dead in their own
freezer.

Now, we're still trying to locate the
other owner, Ross Simmons.

The chippy was previously the family's
business.

And there may have been some tensions.

between Simmons and Rhodes.

Well, I've asked for a latest update on
his whereabouts, ma 'am.

Rachel Lynn and Anne Stilson.

Both were there yesterday.

She found the body just before 1pm
today.

Kenny, dig into his mobile, social
media, see if there's any suggestion of

disagreements between these two.

Will do. Mark, start checking alibis.
Find out who had a key to the place.

Mark. I've also retrieved the shop CCTV.

Good. And finally, Carrie Horton, who
was the deceased

girlfriend. Now, the poor lass has lost
her partner and her father figure to her

teenage son.

I did a quick background check into her
mum.

She's no previous. She's had the same
address the last 15 years since her

parents died and one sister, which lives
in Bristol.

Right. OK, go home and I'll see you all
nice and early.

Mum, we've got Ross Simmons.

Patrol car in South London pulled him
over.

I want him in that interview room.

First thing tomorrow.

He must have been worrying, getting
pulled over by the police.

Yeah. Is that why he kicked her before?

Refused to get out the car?

Well, I'd had a glass of wine and was
worried that's why I'd been stopped.

So what was it took you down south?

I mean, a business contact.

Half business, half pleasure.

Well, I had to contact him.

Of course.

Now, you two hadn't been partners very
long.

Half a year.

We knew each other ages ago from school.

He'd moved away, done well. When he'd
come home, he said he was looking for a

new investment.

I jumped at the chance.

He needed to refurbish the shop.

And you didn't have the capital for
that?

Mum and Dad took what they saved to
spend with them. They planned to let the

place go.

But I thought I could do something with
it.

It's been hard.

The energy cost.

Picked up some bad reviews online, too.
Didn't help.

Well, that must have been stressful.

Now, you didn't lock up on Saturday.

Rachel did.

That's right, yeah. Just wanted to get
home, get to bed before the drive, so I

gave Rachel my keys.

And both Rachel and Scott were there
when you left.

What about the till?

Is it emptied at the end of every shift?

It should be, yeah. But there's so many
payments are cashless these days,

sometimes I just leave it. I think I did
on Saturday.

Sorry, Mum.

Excuse me, love.

The shop DCTV is something you should
see.

So this is Saturday, 11 .52, just before
opening.

Whatever. Well, well, well.

So nothing unusual happened.

Just a typical Saturday.

Who is that?

Trevor Armley. We used to get fish off
him.

He wasn't happy when we stopped.

We can see that, love.

Now I'm going to need his details.

We don't have enough to hold him.

Maybe not.

But we're not done with Ross Simmons
yet.

Let's see if we can confirm he was at
home until his drive south on Sunday.

And meanwhile, I need to talk to this
fella.

Trevor Ormley.

And Rachel Lynn. She was the last person
to see Scott.

Still feels strange that she was there
on a Sunday when she wouldn't normally

have keys.

Aye, you're right. You go see her. Take
Steph with you. I'll go talk to this

fisherman. And Mark, see if you can
trace any rotten online reviews the chip

shop apparently got.

Mum.

Now, come on, love, the meaning's pretty
clear.

Scott reported me to you, love, did he?

Ah, no, no, no, love.

No, he's been found murdered.

So you can imagine this gesture of yours
has us asking questions.

What?

No, I wasn't. I was saying the business
would be dead.

Scott behaved in that way.

In what way, love?

I run a small operation, right?

A day boat, my son's take -out.

I deliver fish, fresh.

Ross loved how it would fit his vision.

Fresh, local, sustainable.

Ah, but he stopped using you.

Yeah, before the end of the initial
agreement.

On Scott's face, so Ross just rolled
over.

Kept saying that Scott was the money
brain.

So what's this then?

Dispute resolution?

I called Scott.

He ignored me.

It was slippery, that one.

Now, the next thing I hear, he's
spreading rumours about the

our fish.

Any truth in those rumours? No.

But if our accreditation gets suspended,
that is a disaster. You just... You

don't do that.

What about the rest of the day? Where
were you? You see Scott again?

No.

I was back here.

Then I was at a friend's till late.

A poker night.

You can act a lad.

Oh, I will, love.

Yeah? Rachel Lynn, Northumberland and
City Police.

We have a word.

Sorry about this. I'll clear it up for
you. No, it's fine.

So you told me yesterday you went back
to check the gas was off.

Yeah.

Why did you think that Scott or Ant
hadn't done it?

Because Ross had asked me to look up.

But if Scott was still there, he said
he'd do it.

I didn't know he'd be long gone by now.

I just wanted to make sure it'd been
done.

I felt responsible.

Did you notice that the till had been
emptied?

Ross normally clears it.

Just didn't on Saturday.

Are you accusing me of something?

You unexpectedly found yourself with the
keys.

Knew no one would be in Sunday and now
the till's empty.

Scott used to take money from it.

From the till?

The co -owner?

On top of taking advantage of us.

Taking advantage how?

I worked at Halliwell's before.

There's chips off at the other end of
the road.

Scott poached me, offered me more shifts
and pay a rise.

Said I got fewer shifts and less money.

He did it to annoy Pat Halliwell.

And why would he want to do that?

Because Pat and him don't like each
other.

And he hated that the hell he was got
more business.

What he paid was below minimum.

Weren't legal.

We needed to take the money from the
till.

You said that Scott would normally be
gone.

So why hadn't he on Saturday?

And when you were in there yesterday,
why did you open the freezer?

To let it defrost.

I wanted the fish to go off.

I figured any waste would annoy Scott.

Look, I was just angry at the way you
treated us.

Okay?

Printouts of the bad reviews the chip
shop got, Mum.

All within the past few months.

But they're pretty vicious.

It's more like trolling. Are we sure
these are genuine?

Well, there's a few different names.

Well, that's no guarantee. They're not
all written by the same person.

Check for any similarities in grammar,
spelling, punctuation. Get on to the

cyber team. Maybe they can tell us who
posted them.

Mum.

And, Kenny, can you fast -track the
shop's finances, please? Personal

too. Mum.

Definitely something funny going on in
that shop.

What? It was Rachel who switched off the
freezer because Scott was shortchanging

them. Said she wanted everything to
spoil, so she opened the lid.

And listen to this.

She used to work for Pat Helliwell, that
rival chip shop.

Scott pushed Rachel from her. Seems
there was some bad blood between them.

Right.

So let's go get some chips.

So, how long are you all not going to be
hanging around for?

It's hardly good for business.

Police officers everywhere.

Well, neither is murder, love.

He was murdered?

He's gone?

We heard the two of you had some issues.

Oh, right.

So now someone's taking me seriously.

Do you know, I tried to tell the council
about all this.

Not many have. Please.

So, come on, what had you going to the
council?

Look, I've had a show from the same
street as Simmons for decades.

Oh, a bit of friendly rivalry, you know,
but never any problems.

Until Scott Rose.

He was trying to drive me out of
business, simple as that.

And how did he go about that?

You name it.

Dirty tricks.

Like, he stole my stuff.

Used my bins until they overflowed.

Even tried to steal my customers out of
the queue.

And...

And there was even a dead rat.

A rat?

Found its way into my kitchen.

Well, and that was Scott Rose as well,
was it?

Well, who else did it get in? Well, I
wouldn't like to speculate, love.

Look, love, my shop is clean, right?

Squeaky. I've even had the whole kitchen
refitted a month ago.

Everything in there is gleaming.

Well, I'm pleased to hear it.

Thanks, love.

I kept it.

What?

That.

I froze it.

So if you want to analyze it, you know,
forensics or whatever.

No, you're all right, Pet.

Okay.

Not finishing those, then?

Check with the council. See if she
actually did raise complaints.

Kenny, what's up?

Something from Scott's mobile, ma 'am.

There's some texts from a few weeks back
that jump out. Jump out?

Why? Well, to a contact called Ollie
Keeble.

Scott told him to back off. From Carrie.

So who is this Ollie Keeble?

That's for hogging the ball, mate.

Yeah, right. That's only over there in
the burgundy top.

Oh, thanks, love.

Yeah, Tyler told me about Scott.

It's awful.

Tyler?

Kerry Horton's lad?

Yeah, it's one of the lads who's been
scrapping.

But I didn't have much to do with Scott.

No?

I know you want her, mate. Unlucky,
she's mine.

Now, why would he send you those texts
about you and his missus if you barely

knew?

Tyler had some issues with his temper.

They've gotten worse.

So I spoke to Scott, wondered if
something was going on at home.

What, he reacted badly?

Told me to get my nose out and then,
well, you've seen.

Must have got my number from Carrie.
That'd be even like a bully.

You ever been in a relationship with
Carrie?

No.

Scott thought I'd like to, but... Look,
I just want what's best for Tyler.

I want him to be a top footballer.

He's good, is he, Tyler?

Yeah, very.

It'd be a big thing for him if he got
scouted, but he's his own worst enemy.

Now, if you don't mind, I need to get
this box stashed away.

So which version of Scott Rhodes do we
believe, hmm?

A successful businessman who saves an
old friend's family business from going

under. Or someone who pinches his
rival's staff and underpays his workers.

He took on an angry teenage lad.

Carrie said he was good with him.

I looked into his family. No living
relative.

The dad died last year, like Carrie
said.

Scott sold his house and inherited his
car.

So maybe he used the money from the
house to put into the chip shop.

But he was already well set up, wasn't
he?

No, he was in debt, ma 'am. Quite bad,
actually.

He had an individual voluntary
arrangement set up to pay off some

Definitely not the image he was selling.

He might not be connected, ma 'am, but
it's got his phone over the last few

months. There's been a regularity of
calls to a contact listed as new

Long conversations, too.

Have you traced the number?

Not yet, ma 'am.

Get it up on his handset.

New supplier.

I'm going to ring it.

Babe, I've missed you. Where have you
been?

Who am I speaking to?

Who are you?

Detective Chief Inspector Vera
Stanoblove, Northumberland and City

And we're going to need a little chat.

No.

No, I spoke to him on the weekend.

We saw.

On Saturday.

I tried Sunday.

Didn't answer.

Didn't leave a voicemail.

Didn't text to say if he was okay.

In fact, you never texted him. He said
not to.

And you know why, don't you, love?

Yeah.

Because of his home situation.

But he was thought in it.

He told you he was going to leave his
partner.

And did you believe he was going to do
this? Of course he was.

Why wouldn't he when he knew it?

How far along are you, Pet?

Seven weeks.

He was on it from the start.

But there was a kid at home that looked
up to Scott.

So he had to let them down, generally?

Yes.

Because he cared about me, them.

There's so much on his plate.

The young people he mentored.

He visited an old woman.

Had the staff at the restaurant to look
after.

Do you ever go to the Chippy?

Chippy? Why?

You mean the fish restaurant?

No one ever went.

What am I going to do?

Who would hurt him?

He was just a lovely, caring, decent
man.

He really was a piece of work, wasn't
he?

Lining her up to replace Carrie.

Aye, but younger, more money to tap,
Carrie in his own bed.

Just how he would have seen it.

What if Carrie found out?

Or Tyler.

So first you're telling me Scott was
drowning in death?

And now that?

We are so sorry, love.

With who?

What, you won't tell me?

Well, it wouldn't be appropriate.

Appropriate? You didn't suspect he had
money troubles?

Not even when he was keen to move in
here?

And you never wondered if he was
cheating?

No, I didn't.

If that's all you came for.

Is your son home, love?

Tyler? Why?

He was part of Scott's life. We need to
talk to everyone.

Now? Aye.

Tyler?

Can you come down?

Pleased to meet you, love.

I'm D .C .I.

Stanhope. This is D .I. Ashworth.

What do you want?

Well, I want to hear about Scott from
you, love.

Did you get on?

Yeah.

Mom seemed happy.

I see he was cheating.

What? Seriously?

You didn't know?

Of course not. I'd have told Mom.

He was the one worried about that.

What do you mean?

I made a joke.

Said one of me coaches was in love with
Mum.

Holly Cable?

But there was nothing going on there,
was there, Pet?

Don't be ridiculous. No.

Are you sure about that?

Aye.

OK.

Thanks for your time.

I didn't spot any big anger issues from
the kid, did you?

Well, maybe it only comes out on the
football pitch.

What is it?

Domestic PC TV.

CCTV, and I'm pretty sure it covers
Carrie Horton's house. Check her

for Saturday and that of her lad, Tyler.

He said he went to see a mate around
about five.

And check the days Carrie thinks Scott's
car was damaged.

Mum. Oh, and post -mortem, Mum. Paula's
ready for you.

At last.

Right, you coming?

It's trickier than just popping him in
the microwave.

So what have you got for us, then?

Well, first off, there's no
vasoconstriction or petechiae, so he

suffocate. He was dead before he went
into the freezer.

Was it this whacked at the head that
killed him?

It's possible.

Well, any idea how it was inflicted?

There was nothing embedded in the wound,
so something metal.

Stainless steel, perhaps?

And yes, it caused a skull fracture,
brain contusion and subarachnoid

hemorrhage. Oh, and there's something
else, too.

What? I only saw once he was thawed and
undressed.

Penetrating trauma caused an intra
-abdominal vascular injury.

A knife wound?

From a thin blade, yes.

Damaged his right renal artery.

He'd have bled out pretty quickly.

And that's what killed him?

Either trauma could have.

The knife wound probably more lethal,
but impossible to tell which was

first. So he was hit, then stabbed, was
stabbed, then hit?

All both together.

Whack. Stab?

Very ballistic.

You can see it's tricky, though you've
got the right idea on angles.

The blow to the head and the depth and
direction of the stab suggest both

attacks were delivered from the front,
facing the deceased.

And now you're seeing the other problem.

The top blows on the left of his head,
the stab on the bottom right. One would

be delivered by a non -dominant hand, or
we have an ambidextrous killer, or

there were two assailants.

You hardly need me here.

But anything else?

Just time of death.

I can narrow it down for you if you find
out when he last had chicken curry.

Well, I can tell you that. It was about
5pm on Saturday.

Then, judging by how digested his
stomach contents were, I'm pretty

died between 11pm Thursday and 2am
Sunday morning.

Right, thanks, Paula.

One useful thing, anyway.

Okay, so the post -mortem has helped
time -frame -wise.

And we've discovered, apart from his
head wound, he was also stabbed.

Whilst on a curveball, we might have two
assailants. So we're looking at

pairings with motive and opportunity.

Now, Kenny, have we confirmed the alibi
of the girlfriend, Carrie?

Yeah, the warehouse confirms she should
approach us, ma 'am.

And I've started on the cameras covering
the house.

We've got her leaving and returning at
the time she told us. Yeah, what about

our lad, Tyler?

Yeah, got him leaving too.

I talked to the friend and he confirmed
that Tyler crashed down.

And our fish supplier, Trevor, was at
his poker night.

OK, shop workers.

Aunt Daleson.

Well, his mother confirmed she was home
until he had to rush off to the hospital

for his brother, Finlay.

I confirmed the admission time to the
hospital.

Rachel and Ross Simmons are a bit
harder.

Rachel picked her boy Matthew up from
her friends around 12.

Oh, well, that's hardly enough time to
commit a murder and then scrub the place

clean, is it?

Two assailants, maybe one cleaned up.

Now, Ross's car wasn't flagged until the
Sunday and we still haven't confirmed

where he was overnight.

Mum, it's the cyber team about those
reviews.

They're all from the same IP address.

So it's likely that they come from the
same person.

And they can narrow down the location to
around Menton Road, TS5.

That's Rachel Lim Street.

He was rude. I got angry.

Thought I secretly posted a review.

Got sorry.

Furious.

Thought I looked bad.

So you wrote more?

Did Pat Heliwell know?

Pat?

No. She didn't put you up to it?

No.

I burnt my bridges with Pat just by
leaving.

And what about Scott?

Because if he found out you'd written
these, you'd have argued, fought

even. No.

Scott had no idea.

So it was a secret.

No one knew.

Well, I wondered if maybe Aunt... He
gave me a funny look when

Scott was mouthing off about them once.

But never said anything.

No, it was just me. So you just wanted
to kick Scott where it hurt?

Well, she admitted she wanted to hurt
him.

Yeah, but we already know she picked up
her bed around midnight.

Who was it cleaned off?

Rob? Maybe he didn't have an early night
after all.

Why would he want his business partner
dead?

Plus, she was the one who discovered
him.

Ah, well, that's a double bluff too far.

Especially as she wasn't even meant to
be in the shop on a Sunday.

Mum, I've got something on that domestic
CCTV.

We can see who keyed Scott's car.

Who is that?

That's Tyler Horton.

Not so keen on Scott, after all, is he?

And there's more, Mum. I spotted it
while crawling back through the footage.

We're through some other dates, and I've
got him on several occasions.

A random pedestrian?

No, not when five minutes late.

There for much longer this time. I've
got them on three other days.

That hoodie, can you zoom in on that?

What's that logo?

That's Belfort Football Club.

That's the coach.

That's Ollie Keeble.

Something was going on at home.

What do you mean by that? I was worried
about Tyler. He hadn't come to training

for a couple of days.

What were you doing there? I said I was
worried about them. Aye, there's

worrying, but then there's talking.

Talking? What would you call it?

I'm concerned I wasn't harassing anyone.

Someone said I was.

Well, they might if they saw this.

What did you think was going to happen?

Tyler might bring his aggression home.

I was hanging about his house, going to
hell. I don't know what...

I wanted to do something, be close.

Seeing as Scott didn't care.

Well, maybe Scott's worrying was
justified, and you really do have

Carrie. Oh.

I mean... I just wanted what's best for
her.

Did you talk to Scott?

What do you mean, when?

Last Saturday night at the chip shop.
The night he died?

No.

No, Scott was... I'd never... Look, I
was nowhere near there that night, I

you. I'd matches during the day and
drinks in the evenings.

Yeah, and then you were home alone.

Well, it's clear to me he had feelings
for Carrie.

Did his background check give us
anything?

No, no previous.

He was a landscape guard after years,
but his passion lies in football

His alibi checks out till he left the
pub just after 11.

But no -one to corroborate after that.

OK, well, we're going to have to let him
go.

We should speak to Tyler about key in
Scott's car.

Oh, well, now's a good time, if any. The
chip shop account?

We've been working together to see how
they fit with the deceased's finances.

It's true that Scott was paying staff
under the legal minimum.

Well, we should speak to HMRC about
that.

And while he was squeezing them, he was
increasing his own salary.

What?

Well, it was probably paying his debts.

Well, a big chunk of it went there,
yeah, but there's something else.

Regular payments coming into Scott from
another source.

He puts that money into a separate
saving pot and then uses it for things

servicing his car, buying clothes,
flowers for Sophie.

Well, what is the source of that money?
Another account under Scott's name with

a different bank.

He's hiding his tracks about something.

So it seems.

We've requested access to the second
account so we can trace where the money

originated. Well done, you two. Keep at
it and let us know.

Come on.

We know it was you, Keedys Mulder. Can
show you the footage if you like.

You also slashed his tyre, right?

Scott was... He was good to you, wasn't
he?

Stop defending him now, Mum.

Defend him?

He was cheating, remember?

Oh, is that why you did it?

No. I didn't know. I told you.

Why then?

I overheard him talking about me. What?

No, to me.

Saying what?

That she was a bad mum because you are
never there, always working.

And that he was getting fed up of
playing stepdad to a needy, whiny child.

He said that?

He was upset.

I said don't defend him. I'm not.

Because it's true.

I haven't been around, have I?

So is there anything else we should
know?

Right. No, I didn't know he was
cheating.

Well, I did see him arguing with
someone.

When was this?

Saturday evening.

Thought it was mum at first, but it
wasn't.

Whoever it was, she was really yelling
at him.

And where was this?

In town, not far from the chippy.

This woman that Tyler saw Scott with,
you think it could be Sophie Jensen?

Well, he's been on the side.

Tyler said he thought it was his mam at
first.

But Sophie's blonde, fancy clothes,
nothing like her.

Plus, she said she'd never been to the
chippy, and I'm inclined to believe her.

So who was it then, another lover?

I don't know where he finds her time.
Kenny, we need to trawl through that

street CCTV again, near the chippy.

Saturday, post 5 .30. We're looking for
Scott arguing with a woman.

Ah, right, ma 'am. Got a couple of
things on Ross Simmons, ma 'am.

He emailed Scott a few weeks back,
suggesting that they dissolve the

partnership.

Ross said they had a good working
relationship, but Scott replied.

Yeah, that was pretty cut. He agreed to
dissolving the partnership, but it meant

that Ross would have to walk away for
the short. What, give up the family

business? Yeah.

Oh, and the other thing.

Ross's trip down south on Sunday.

What? Well, the contact confirms the
meeting.

But he thought that Ross was going to
another meeting in London.

But he didn't know who it was.

He didn't mention that, did he?

No. So we're back to Ross.

We're going to need another chat.

Mum, I've spoken with Scott's insolvency
practitioner and he was the owner of a

catering company.

But his mismanagement led to it going
bust.

Left Scott on the hook with a load of
debt.

And where's this company located?

Er, South London.

Croydon. Croydon?

That's where Ross Simmons was pulled
over by the police, isn't it?

Yes, ma 'am.

All right, thanks, Mark.

Ma 'am.

So Ross was digging into Scott's past.

Aye, good times like this.

Jo Ashworth.

OK.

And is that... Yeah, no, I understand.
Thank you for letting me know.

Is that your dad?

Yeah, the hospice.

He's lost consciousness.

Do you want to go there?

No.

Where are you going?

I thought we were going to see Ross.

Well, he can wait.

Why don't you go see your dad?

He won't even know I'm there.

Fine, say he doesn't know.

But you will.

There's a dementia.

Besides the fact he's drugged the
eyeballs with this infection he's got.

None of this was unexpected.

Look, all I'm saying is that when it was
my dad, I was glad I took the chance.

I came home because I thought they might
bring us closer.

But the dementia had taken them away by
then.

And I worry about me and my lad and DJ
with the girls.

They have their spots but they're close.

They're sisters together.

You and your lad will be fine.

But you'll never forgive yourself.

If you don't say goodbye, dear dad.

Honestly, I think I'm more use here.

Let's go and see Ross, eh?

Okay, come on.

Sermon over.

Look, I'm really sorry.

Sorry, come on.

What do you mean?

Mr. Davidson, what's happened?

It's rough.

You say we won't open again?

What, never? Never.

Well, maybe you can help us.

What about?

Did you know it was Rachel who posted
those rotten reviews about the chip

I guess.

So how she look when Scott was shouting
about them?

But he didn't know.

God, no.

Rachel would have been out the door if
he had.

How are Carrie and Tyler?

Well, they're in shock.

So you know them, then?

Sort of.

I don't think Scott was kind to them,
either.

Carrie was in the shop once when I took
Finn to a football.

Even offered her the lift.

Scott was talking about me going, and
Carrie told him give over.

Was lovely about him.

How is your brother?

Oh, uh, discharged from hospital today,
hopefully.

Well, you go be with your family, love.

Thanks.

Not open today.

Can't see us coming back from a murder
on the premises.

Now, you told us you had a good working
relationship with Scott, didn't you?

Well, yeah, mostly.

But you wanted to dissolve the
partnership.

We've seen your email.

And you met someone else in London last
Sunday.

Now, what was that meeting about?

I met with his old partner in South
London.

Told us how badly Scott mismanaged their
business.

Now, why keep that meeting a secret?

Because it showed how stupid I was.

I should have checked out Scott at the
start.

But he swaggered around like some big
success.

Told him his previous business issues
weren't his fault.

I was a mug.

Got into a partnership. Got trapped.

Lost everything me parents built.

You buy that?

No.

I mean, would he really investigate his
partner's business dealings in London

after he's killed him?

Maybe we need someone else to think
nice.

Path, helly well.

Aye, she's known the family for years.
Come on.

Oh, aye, what now?

We just wanted to ask you about Rusty,
myself.

Rust? What about him?

Well, how do you feel about him coming
back to take over the family's business?

Oh, please.

Would you not have preferred your
rival's shot to just disappear?

I thought there'd been room for two of
us before.

That's why I was so disgusted by Scott.

Do you think he was involved in those
dirty tricks you told us about?

Not unless he hadn't fell very far from
the tree. No, his folks, they were good

people, and I knew Ross from bed, you
know.

I wasn't too sure about him trying to
reinvent the shop, though.

Not a fan of gentrification, then.

Rachel Lim, she works for you?

Yes, until Scott pinched her.

Any concern about her honesty?

Rachel? No, good worker.

Bad judgment trusting Scott Rhodes,
though.

Did she ask for her old job back?

Well, I'd already filled position, you
know.

So, are these the bins you say Scott was
overfilling?

I'm a bit late to go after him for it
now, isn't it?

The shore lock -up?

Yeah.

See, there's no padlock. Is it always
open?

There's nothing valuable inside.

And it's got ever -dumb stuff in here,
as well as the bins.

Well, how the hell do I know? I mean, I
don't go in there every five minutes.

Look, what is going on?

What is all this stuff?

It's rubbish.

It's for me refit.

Ah, it was a month ago, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Look, I need to arrange a collection,
you know. I just thought that the

scrappers might want to scavenge some of
the metal first.

Anyone else use this logo?

No.

What?

Is this yours?

We also found a dented chip pan in your
lock -up. Now, we're awaiting forensic

confirmation, but we believe both these
weapons were used to kill Scott Rhodes.

And you're saying you think I put them
there? That I had something to do with

his death? No, didn't you?

You said you were disgusted with Scott.

Right, does anything link them to me?

Besides where they were found.

Look, do you really think if I had her,
if I had them, that I would leave the

smoking gun right outside my own shop?

OK, then who else do you think might
have put them there?

Could be anyone.

I mean, do you saw yourself? That area
is not exactly secure.

Well, that's how Scott managed to use
the bins.

Well, he was hardly hiding his own
murder weapons, was he?

Anything on them? Both were cleaned
thoroughly.

but we found residual traces of blood in
the knife blade housing inside the

handle. Enough for a decent sample?
Enough to confirm a match with our

Or not.

I'll let you know when we do.

But if you're hoping for additional DNA
to point to a perpetrator... What,

nothing at all? We might need something
trickier to scrub clean.

Ma 'am, I'm struggling here trying to
find Scott having this argument with a

mystery woman on Saturday.

What, there's nothing?

Well, the CCTV coverage.

It isn't great.

So we still don't know who this woman
is?

No. I've got something on Scott's
account, ma 'am. Those payments to him.

So? Where was the cash coming from?

He was passing it through the other bank
account, but originally it came from a

personal account in the name of Heidi
Stokes.

So who's she?

What's her connection to Scott?

Well, her main connection isn't with
Scott, ma 'am. It's with Carrie.

Heidi Stokes is Carrie's grandmother.

And when did her grandmother come out of
the woodwork?

I had to dig a bit.

So, Carrie's parents died in a car crash
years back.

And we knew she had a sister in Bristol,
but what we didn't know is that Heidi

is Carrie's paternal grandmother.

Which implied she never saw family.

Never mind what Carrie implied.

I'm more worried about what Scott said.

Scott? Yeah, to Sophie Jensen. That
lassie got up the duff.

She rattled off a list of people Scott
said he cared about.

And said he visited an old woman.

And you think that was... We need an
immediate welfare check on this Heidi

Stokes. I'm not waiting to hear what
uniform. Fine. Steph, pass us out the

dress. Hello?

Hey, Joe! Joe! I'll drive.

We should speak to the first responders,
and we'll need the neighbors' talk,

though, as well. Joe!

Joe, wait!

We've got the fourth century, ma 'am.

She's not looking good.

Scott was visiting her because he cared,
was he?

Uniform had four sentry.

Paramedics said she was barely
conscious.

Confused.

Dehydrated.

They're getting some fluids into her
now.

Plus she's covered in bed sores.

Likely from months of lying in here.

Do you need a minute?

Scott was taking our money, wasn't he?

He got Heidi Stokes' details and
arranged a transfer from her bank

his. All the while leaving her in this
state.

And who else knew? Carrie?

Well, we'll find out.

How could she not have?

Yeah, you're right.

Come on, let's bring her in.

Arrest me on suspicion of what?

Elder abuse.

Come on, love, talk about it at the
station. Take care of the lad.

Come on, keep going.

Mum, what's going on?

No, come on, come on. Leave her alone.

Wait, you can't just take her. No, no.

No, you can't take her. Step back now.

Get off. D .I. Ashworth, what do you
think you're doing?

Leave me alone.

Mum.

I'm sorry that was unprofessional. Well,
I should hate to step out of line

around your house.

You've just seen that woman in that
whole estate.

And know what my dad's been through, and
I've seen what he...

Of what we were, then.

Well, maybe you should step aside, Joe.

We can manage.

All right, if you'll excuse me, Mum.

Mum, Carrie's being processed. She's
ready to be interviewed.

Not right.

Okay, is there anything else I need to
know?

A uniform spoke to one of the Grand's
neighbours, who identified Scott's

Confirmed that he went in and out,
always seemed pleasant.

And also, she said that there was a
woman hanging about on Saturday.

And she rung Heidi's doorbell several
times.

Did you get a description?

Mid -thirties frenetma.

Could that be Carrie?

We could check and do a virtual line -up
with the neighbour.

That's a good idea.

And did this brunette enter the house?

The neighbour says not.

So if it was Carrie, she couldn't get
in?

Maybe Scott controlled access?

One more thing, ma 'am. The neighbour
said that Scott himself showed up at

midday and the woman was still there.

And they argued.

Maybe Carrie hadn't known what Scott was
up to and found out somehow.

Would give her motive to hurt him.

Well, let's see what she says.

Now, D .I. Ashworth has been called away
on a personal matter.

Steph, do you want to join?

Yes. Yeah, of course.

We don't have any photos of your gran
herself as yet, but perhaps you can

imagine an emaciated, vulnerable old
woman that Stacey was in.

And we have evidence she was helping to
set up internet banking.

Do you see, Duncan?

Relevant paperwork collected from a
house.

Scott visited the bank's website from
his work laptop.

He was siphoning off her cash law, set
up regular payments to himself, used it

to buy fancy clothes.

I didn't know he was doing that.

No, but you knew he was visiting you,
Gran.

Why weren't you doing that?

You never even mentioned you had a gran.

Because I haven't seen her in years.

When I got pregnant, Grandad's approved.

Even after Mum and Dad died and I was on
my own.

My sister'd run off.

Care turned up like me.

I was left working crappy jobs.

No support.

No money for childcare.

And Grandad still didn't want to know.

It must have been you who put her and
Scott in touch.

She had a stroke earlier this year.

Minor one.

The hospital called me.

And they told you she was going to need
home care, hmm?

Yeah. My sister hadn't been around for
years.

Scott saw I was torn.

Said he could help.

Check in on her.

Sort of clean her.

Meals on wheels.

I started to think maybe I could visit
her.

Why didn't you, love?

Scott said Gran didn't want me there.

Still bad -mouthing me, even when she
was weak.

Scott's been dead five days, love. Did
you not think to check in on her? I've

been trying to get my head straight.

Be there for Tyler.

Besides, he told me all the support was
set up.

If I hadn't known he was taking our
money... You'd have what, love?

Did you think he was nicking your
inheritance, is that it? What?

No. Did that make you angry?

Look, I didn't know he was in debt. I
didn't know he was cheating.

He took me for an idiot. We have a
witness, complains a dark -haired, mid

-thirties woman at Heidi's house on
Saturday.

Well, it wasn't me.

I haven't been there since my parents
died.

So do we keep hold of her?

What? Well, of course we do.

Maybe someone else found out that Scott
was mistreating Heidi and helped Carrie

to punish him.

Well, Paula did say there were possibly
two assailants.

Yeah, well, Ollie Keeble, Tyler, Ollie
and Tyler. Look, I want everyone's alibi

going over.

And we can access Carrie's phone, too.

Kenny? Did Mark set up that virtual ID
yet with Heidi's neighbour?

Mark's gone down it himself, ma 'am.

The hospital rang, ma 'am. Heidi's
awake.

Well, maybe she can tell us herself if
Carrie was there.

No, this is best one -to -one, Steph.
You get on with Carrie's phone.

That Scott he visits helps me.

I haven't seen him for a few days.

Haven't I?

Oh, no, you won't. I don't love.

So, how did you meet him?

Scott.

Oh.

Granddaughter.

Last time I was here in hospital, a
stroke.

And he helps you, does he?

I was suspicious at first, but he was so
polite and helped me organise

all kinds of things.

And did Carrie never visit?

Carrie? Aye, your granddaughter.

Little Carrie, I really wanted to see
you.

Scott told me she wouldn't come.

You with the police?

Aye, that's right, love.

And where's Scott?

Has something happened?

No, I just...

I want to know if Carrie came to visit
your pet.

Carrie? Aye, your granddaughter.

Granddaughter?

Oh, I saw her.

And when was that, love?

When?

Must have been... I... I saw her through

the window.

Paula?

You found something?

We found some cleaning cloths among the
general waste with blood on them.

Results aren't back, but hopefully we
can confirm the blood on the cloth and

knife is Scott Road. Oh, tell me there's
something else, or the DNA.

It's possible.

If we find any, I'll obviously try and
match it.

Who was Heidi, ma 'am?

Well, she suggested Carrie had been
outside the house, but I doubt her

would stand up in court.

Mark? Did you see Heidi's neighbour?

Yeah, she didn't pick Carrie's photo,
Mum. Said she couldn't be sure.

But seeing as you needed alibis double
-checking, I called in on the warehouse

that Carrie works at and spoke to the
manager.

Now, they confirmed that she started her
shift on time, but that she left early

because of a family matter.

Did she?

How early?

The last few hours, so 12 .30, maybe.

Said she was picked up in a car by
someone.

Manager, I reckon it was a woman.

I've requested the car park CCTV.

Hang on.

Tyler told us he saw a woman arguing
with Scott and he thought it was his mam

first. Now, could that be the woman
outside Heidi's house?

She's just told me that she saw her
granddaughter through the window.

But Carrie has a sister, doesn't she?

Crystal Horton.

And now you're telling me a woman picks
her up from work in the middle of the

night? We need to find this sister. And
my guess is she's not in Bristol. Get on

to it. Ma 'am.

Are you still here?

Nice.

Ah, that was the hospital, ma 'am.

Heidi's got a visitor.

And we know it's not Carrie because
she's banged up here.

Transactions come from Sunderland. Okay.

Yeah, thanks, Mark.

What?

Crystal Houghton's bank card's been used
in Sunderland.

Now, we think she's travelled from
Bristol last Friday.

The day before Scott was killed?

Yeah, and rented a short stay
accommodation.

Nice. Get Steph to pull a photo of
Crystal from anywhere, get it

I want Uniform at the hospital to meet
us.

Yes, ma 'am.

Why the curtain's drawn?

Don't know.

Uh, Heidi Stokes lost.

Is she okay?

Yes, she's fine.

Did she have a visitor?

Yes, she has had a visitor.

You should be with your dad.

She's comfortable.

There's nothing more I can do then. At
least that can be useful, yeah.

You're no use to me, Jo. Not in the mood
you're in.

You see me struggling? I'll go.

It's definitely Chris Thornham.

Uh, the roster's just identified.
They've followed the staff site. She

she's only just left.

Well, she could still be in the
building.

Check this floor first, then main
reception and alert hospital security.

Ma 'am?

Joe?

Is that her?

Crystal?

This is level three.

Hey, wait!

She's heading for the car park. After
her!

Sorry, police.

Drop these.

You come along with me, Crystal.

Mum?

Carrie's call log.

How much this number?

Crystal rang Carrie several times last
Saturday.

We also found several demands from
credit card providers inside her car.

Well, maybe she needed money. Maybe
that's why she came home.

There's also bruising to her wrist and
neck.

Bruising? It's fading, but still
visible.

She's refusing medical examination.

Are they left or right -handed?

Carrie left, Crystal right.

Probably when they were being booked in.

Mark? Mark.

You stayed away for years, didn't you,
Crystal?

Determined not to end up like your
sister.

Pregnant.

Stuck in dead -end jobs.

And you didn't. You had a very different
life.

But it went wrong.

Crystal needed money, didn't she? So she
comes home, goes to see your gran,

maybe hoping for a handout.

Now, it was Crystal the neighbour saw
outside the house, not you. And phone

records confirm that she then called
you.

Did she say she was worried about what
she'd seen through Heidi's windows?

No comment.

We know that Carrie rang Scott and he
turned up at Heidi's. You confronted

right? Argued? We were witness to
another argument later on that day in

Was there a third one, Crystal?

Did you meet Scott that night?

Maybe he asked to at the chip shop after
it closed.

No comment.

It's no good pretending anymore, love.

Crystal's car was caught on CCTV picking
you up from work, and then you both

went to that chip shop together, didn't
you?

No comment.

What about the bruises on your neck?

Did a discussion with Scott get a bit
out of hand?

Turn into a fight?

No comment.

They've agreed not to talk.

Of course they have.

There's plenty of circumstantial
evidence to say that they went to the

shop, but nothing definitive to put them
there.

So let's find something.

Track their movements.

Are you in PR on Crystal's car?

Health site data and GPS on both their
phones. And in the meantime, let's go

call Russ, the pathologist.

Do you know how many strings I pulled to
get these results fast -tracked? The

blood on the cloth is confirmed as Scott
Rhodes.

And yes, we did manage to recover
additional DNA.

Before you get excited, it's not a match
for Carrie or Crystal Horton's sample.

So what can you tell us from this DNA?

It's a man's.

Carrie and her sister were there, had a
lot of money on it.

Crystal was on the scotch.

She picked Carrie up at gone midnight.

And now we're told there was a fella
there too.

Unknown to us.

I think we have to assume we do know
him.

But who?

I mean, it wasn't that fisherman fella.

He's late night poker game checked out.

Well, we can forget about Ross Simmons
and we can let Ollie Keeble go back to

his football because neither of their
DNA samples matched.

And Tyler will be a familial match to
his ma 'am and Crystal.

Not that I can imagine a teenager
getting a kitchen that clean.

What?

Listen,

whoever cleaned that kitchen was
diligent, fastidious and familiar with

the place.

Aunt Dilson.

He left the shop just after closing. His
mum confirmed he was home. He was there

when his brother was rushed to hospital.

Who made the 999 call? His mum.

Did he go in the ambulance?

I don't know, but I mean... It would
explain the job not being finished.

Get Mark to check with the attending
paramedics.

Did they actually see him in the family
home?

And if they didn't...

Get them to find out how and when he did
get to the hospital.

Very sorry, love.

We need to have a little chat.

So what's it about, then?

Cleaning cloths, love.

Found in Pat Helliwell's bins.

The ones used to scrub Scott's blood
from the chip shop kitchen.

And we believe your DNA is on them.

Because you were there when it happened,
weren't you?

With Carrie and Crystal Horton.

All three of you.

I went home after work.

Well, according to the paramedics who
attended your brother, only your mum was

at home with Finlay.

We've seen your phone logs.

We know that your mum called you.

She just asked you to call for an
ambulance.

Now, why would she do that?

Call you if you were already in the
house with her.

Well, I... I must have been.

You were still at work, love.

Still at Simmons' chip shop, and you
took a taxi to the hospital.

See, it didn't make sense to me why
someone would do all that cleaning up

then leave his body behind.

Didn't even dispose of those cloths very
well.

Not to mention the chip pan.

Or the knife.

But it was because of your brother,
wasn't it? You needed to get to the

for Findlay.

And your man.

I just finished cleaning up when she
rang.

Scared.

Wondering where I was.

I asked Mum to lie about when I came
home.

So you hid the body outside, planning to
come back the next day to deal with it.

But Rachel Lim ruined that plan.

I'm sorry for you to see that, Scott.

He only cared about himself, really.

Didn't he?

Not the shop.

Or Carrie.

Tyler.

Tyler would come in sometimes, minding
me of our thing.

I'd slip him a fish supper.

So what happened that evening, love?

I got rude to Rachel.

Ruder than usual.

I got upset, left early, and I just
walked round.

Over an hour.

trying to calm down.

But then you went back to the show.

Yeah. I was hoping Ross was still there.

Wanted to say something.

But Ross had gone and told Rachel.

And there was Scott.

He was attacking a woman.

And that ain't right.

And then what?

I got involved and... killed him.

How? What?

How'd you kill him?

I shouted, and Scott went for me, so I

grabbed something, hit him.

And that was it?

No, I... I snatched a knife from the
side too, and...

I stabbed him.

You did?

Yeah.

And afterwards, Crystal told me why
Scott went for her.

And how they knew what he'd done to
their gran.

That blow to the head would have been
enough to stop him.

Why'd you stab him as well? I was angry.

Now, you remember the first day we met,
love? You made us tea in that lovely

pot. What?

Well, when you poured the tea, you used
your right hand, love.

It was Kerry, wasn't it, who stabbed
him.

She took the knife in her left hand and
stabbed him in his right side.

Now you listen to me, love.

You stumbled into that fight. You just
wanted to talk to Ross.

No idea Scott was still there.

You certainly had no intention of
killing him.

Now, if you take full blame for this,
you're looking at 15

years inside, Pet.

Many months.

I killed him.

I'll take the full blame.

Don't do this, love.

Don't do it.

I did it.

He's taken it all on himself to protect
Carrie.

Because she was nicer to him than Scott
ever was.

And Tyler?

Knew they'd be separated.

Well, he's going to be separated from
his brother.

He'll manage, ma 'am.

What's up?

That was Celine on the phone.

Calling from the hospice.

They tried calling earlier to tell us
their shit.

Doesn't matter now, though.

It's too late.

He's gone.

Hey, Joe.

There's no point in still keeping quiet,
pet. It all fits. We got AMPR flags on

Crystal's car, heading towards the chip
shop and then back again within the

hour. Plus, we got GPS data on your
phone, which confirms everything that

Daleson told us.

What did he tell you?

That he'd killed Scott.

That he was planning on taking the full
blame.

But it was you.

Who stabbed him, wasn't it?

Oh, I can understand you being angry
with Scott after everything he'd done.

And I don't believe you intended to kill
him.

Things just got out of hand. Isn't that
what happened?

And I know...

You're not going to let that sweet fella
take the full rap.

It happened so fast.

Scott went for Crystal.

Then Ant.

I don't even remember grabbing the
knife.

So he hit him, and you stabbed him.

Yeah, I did.

Well, I need to hear you say it better.

I stabbed Scott.

I had to stop him.

Well, I'm sorry to tell you, Carrie.

You will be charged with the murder of
Scott Rhodes.

Room for one more.

Call her to thank you.

For what?

Getting her back on the team?

Giving advice you ignore?

So you got a confession from Carrie,
then?

Justice was done?

I suppose you could say that.

We've got the ANPR and GPS evidence to
place her there.

Plus we had a chat. I told her what aunt
was planning.

And gave her a little perspective.

What a mess.

Aye.

So that at least now you can concentrate
on your family.

Funeral arrangements sorted?

Aye. Tuesday 2pm. St Mary's.

Up at Palmersville.

Aye. I know it.

You're ambitious, Joe.

You take your work seriously.

And you'll go far. I've always known it.

But career, money, and all the other
things people chase after, they're not

people remember in the end.

No, they're not. No.

No, it's people.

Your people.

You know, you don't have to be the
strong, silent type of a dad.

Is that why you stay up here?

Do you want to make a connection to your
dad?

We were on different paths.

But I'm glad we ended up in the same
space.

No, well, it makes it easier to keep
people at a distance.

No, I have my people, Joe.

Not living with me, thank God.

No family anymore.

But colleagues.

Yes, they're that, eh?

To colleagues.

And the father's lost.

Aye, to colleagues.

And the father's still with us.

That's a lovely drop.

You can come again.

I'm glad you like that.

I'm going to take all that.