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I've always enjoyed looking for needles in haystacks.

We need you back in there, that's where we need you,

digging about, finding some facts, for God's sake.

All of Holly Pinder's computers have been brought to the station.

We don't know what's going to be uncovered,

but you can bet heads are going to start rolling soon.

They're going to find whatever it is we're looking for.

Did James ever mention a Joanne Kemper to you?

MP for Cambridge St Michael's.

John Taylor, was it?

I do not want that woman's name appearing in any report.

She's connected to two unexplained deaths.

They know who I am, who you are.

I imagine they probably know that DCI Carter's

digging around in all this too.

Do you know what scared me the most that night,

was how terrified he looked.

Do you think Holly had something on the Chief Constable

and they found it?

- - Contact Lucy and stop the interview.

You really have had your fair share of tragedies.

It's like it's cyclical or something.

- What's that? - It's a portion of a coded note James had written that

was found on Holly Pinder's computer.

Russell, do you know how Mandy's connected to all this?

She can't have been! What does it say?

Your fiancee was on her way to meet James.

She had unspecified evidence

of her father's involvement in all of this.

BANGING ON DOOR Ziegler! Open up!

- Stop! - We can't be here.

GUNSHOT

PATTING

Wakey-wakey!

Why did he sleep here?

How should I know? Why did you sleep here?

I don't remember sleeping here.

Because you were asleep.

Did I have a very detailed dream about Chief Constable Ziegler

being murdered and us finding the body?

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

Stop it! BANGS DOOR

We can't be here.

I still can't believe you just left him there.

What were we supposed to do, incriminate ourselves?

I called it in this morning, said I saw a body through a window,

whilst delivering flyers for a hedge-trimming service.

I added that little detail in for a bit of realism,

because there are a lot of hedges round there.

I-I still don't get why...

PHONE BEEPING There, you see, it worked just like we said.

Russell assigned to the investigation.

It has worked like we said.

Russell has been assigned to investigate.

- He's picking me up in five minutes. - Oh, you'd better get ready, then!

I-I think I am ready.

What about your hair?

I have a travel comb.

Why are they here?

They've been assigned too, John.

That's their job, but I told them to stay put until we got here.

They know nothing.

Just play dumb.

I can do that.

All right, what have we got?

Anonymous call from a leafleteer saw the body through the window,

phoned the station straight away.

Uh, officer came, confirmed, called it in.

- Nobody's been inside since? - No. We've done a perimeter.

Scene is secure.

Side door's unlocked though.

Yeah, but obviously we need to wait for the SOCO team before... Ooh!

- Wait, where are you going? - Wait for SOCO! Stay put!

Sir...

What if the killer's still here?

Well, that would be pretty stupid of them, wouldn't it?

What if they are pretty stupid?

They're not.

You'd better shut those curtains.

They could've got any old numpty in a helmet to do this.

I'm sure the boys will let you play with them soon.

It really doesn't bother you, those two?

The DCI and the civilian?

- Crime Scene Consultant. - He's a crossword setter.

Look, we're not being deliberately shut out, Ethan.

SHUTTERS RATTLE LOUDLY

He looks weirdly peaceful.

Apart from the blood.

- Russell... - Don't touch anything.

Somebody was looking for something.

Probably found it.

He gave me his blessing.

Made me swear to take care of her.

Never let anything happen to her.

And then he did.

Why was she in contact with your brother?

I don't know.

Look, why was she involved in any of this?

I mean, it-it doesn't make sense. I mean,

why didn't she talk to me?

I-I don't know, Russ. I'm-I'm sorry.

How could you do it, cover up your own daughter's death?

Hmm!

And then you carried on like nothing happened.

You lied to everybody.

You lied to me.

Just to be Kemper's foot soldier.

We don't know he did that.

Well, he did it for the rest of them, didn't he?

That's your whole theory, isn't it?

Now they're going to do it to him. Probably call it a suicide

and say that he shot himself and hid the gun.

Found it!

Found what?

- John, that could be loaded! - What?! I've lost my pen now.

Looks like they burned a load of papers.

To conceal evidence.

Do you think SOCO will give me my other pen back?

Um, hello, Ma'am.

Uh, what brings you here?

The address was flagged.

Where's DCI Carter?

He's inside with Mr Taylor. We're out here on guard duty...

What do you mean "flagged"? Why? Who lives here?

Ronan Ziegler.

- What?! - What, as in the Chief Constable?!

MUFFLED CONVERSATION

Russell! Chief Superintendent Shaw is here!

What? Already? All right, let's go!

It's locked.

Hey, whoa, just leave it, leave it! Leave it.

The side door's open.

He's in there now.

Er, shall...?

Just stay there! Who did it?

We've just got here ourselves, Ma'am.

If you don't have a single name for me, after an entire

month of disobeying my direct orders, then I can't help you.

Who did it?

Joanne Kemper.

Ma'am, excuse me, but...

I've already spoken to the Police and Crown Commission.

Scotland Yard will be taking over in 24 hours.

They're aware of a secondary investigation going on here.

A secondary investigation?

The murder of an online blogger, Roger Sinclair.

Officially closed, unofficially opened again.

By me.

But what's that got to do with any of this?

Well-well, for a start,

we're pretty sure that whoever did that, did this.

"We"? Sorry, so you're part of this special operation?

I-I think so.

Mr Taylor's association with us

and his involvement in this kind of investigation goes back a lot

further than you may have been led to believe.

Oh, my God, you're MI5!

Puzzles, that's how they recruit them.

That makes so much more sense.

So... Ah, so you actually are a specialist.

Obviously I can neither confirm nor deny that.

- Of course. Of course. - SOCO's here.

The Commissioner leapt on a 24-hour delay

on announcing this, and that is absolutely all the time I can buy.

In the meantime, the whole department has been stood down.

I've sent everyone at the station home.

We'd better let SOCO do their job.

Uh, but what about us?

Do you have some paperwork you can be getting on with?

Surely there's other cases you can work on.

Well, in that case...

Welcome to the inner circle.

- Yes! - Finally! - Yes! Yes!

Yes!

Cool, I mean cool. Yeah, yeah.

We've got 24 hours to prove it's Kemper.

24 hours? It's like a film.

Well, don't take all of them!

Where are you?

Uh, I'm-I'm at the paper.

We left the thumb drive here.

Anyway, now we're having some lunch.

Yes, mine!

Lunch?

Well, brunch.

I don't know, whatever you want to call it.

And then we're going through all the intel again.

John?

I'd better go.

I've not even had breakfast, by the way.

Good.

Could you print out that cypher?

And do you have a whiteboard, um, somewhere around here?

Not to worry...

Right, then, I think we'd better get our Detective Constables up to

speed on where we are with our operation, don't you?

John?

Um... Feels weird without anything up there.

Why don't you pretend there's something's up there, John?

Right...

Okey dokey, pay attention now.

ORCHESTRA TUNES UP

JOHN CLEARS THROAT

On the 21st of February, 2024, an

internet journalist, or "blogger", was found dead in his house.

Murdered.

Roger Sinclair, political commentator but mostly

conspiracy theorist and not one that many people took seriously.

First on the scene were my husband and his partner, DI Matt Neville.

They reported no sign of a break-in, no sign of a struggle.

They described the murder as professional in nature.

Go on.

A, um... A second team was sent in.

Authorised by Chief Constable Ziegler.

Hand-picked and from a different unit.

They produced a wildly differing report - visible break-in,

a struggle, a bludgeoning.

An arrest was made. A local burglar, Rhys Bowen.

He died awaiting trial.

Suicide.

But it wasn't suicide?

No, no, of course it wasn't suicide.

Have you not been following any of this?

No, no, no, nobody ever kills themselves.

They did it.

"They" did it?

"They" did it.

Sorry, who are "they"?

Well, we were working on the theory that somewhere among all

of Sinclair's silly conspiracies was one he'd accidentally got right.

Or-or at least close enough for him to be killed for.

Unfortunately, every single one of his files was lost in transit.

What? How did that happen?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Well, we-we did manage to track a couple of them down.

Um... We probably don't have time to go into that.

Not at present, no.

Why don't you tell the Detective Constables what we found in them?

Roger Sinclair claimed that an elite family with historical

connections to Cambridge has, for over a century now,

maintained an unbroken lineage of political power, via

"energetic recalibration on a decennial cycle of ritualistic sacrifice".

Oh...

- - What the fuck? - Basically, they kill

someone every ten years, and then stay rich and powerful.

- Er... - Sorry, to be clear, that's obviously not true.

But this is where it gets spooky.

Joanne Kemper is connected to two investigated deaths.

They are ten years apart.

First, Dominic Kennedy - hot tub drowning.

Second, Ryan Oakley - drug overdose.

Both incidents were recorded as accidents.

The first by a then-DI Ziegler.

The second by James.

Well, that wasn't very useful of him. Why'd he do that?

Well, he didn't do it on purpose.

I mean, he obviously thought it was an accident.

- It was a mistake. - Sinclair's conspiracy

theory had hit a bit too close to home.

It may have all been abject nonsense,

but he'd inadvertently joined the right dots.

Those deaths weren't accidents,

and he was basically telling the entire internet.

- So they killed him. - That's what they do.

But you still haven't told us who "they" are.

Which family was this Sinclair guy blogging about?

The Kempers.

- What, as in...? - As in Joanne Kemper, yes.

Who now holds the same seat her father did

back when I first started here.

He was a close friend of the Chief Constable.

MOBILE RINGS

- Hello? - But Joanne Kemper, I mean, she's...

She's in the Shadow Cabinet, isn't she?

That's why you're here!

What? Oh, yes, that actually does make sense, doesn't it?

So you're saying that this one woman is somehow

responsible for the deaths of... How many people?

Mandy Ziegler, victim number five, died in a car crash.

We now know that she was on her way to meet James,

supposedly with evidence that implicated her father,

Chief Constable Ziegler.

Do we know that though?

I mean, look how long this thing is.

That's a lot of words to say,

"Mandy Ziegler was on her way to meet me", isn't it?

This is a letter from Dad to us.

Why didn't you de-cypher it all?

I can do it.

Because I didn't know how... Sorry, what did you say?

I said I can do it.

That's a... That's a Ludwig. I've got a book here somewhere.

- Are you sure? - Course I'm sure.

That, um, stick-figure with the eyeball for a head,

that's the letter "E".

Um, I only remember that

because I got stuck on Zebedee for bloody ages!

Right...

Aha!

If the implication is that the Chief Constable was somehow helping

cover all this up, why kill him?

Well, I'm sure she had her reasons.

And in fairness,

we don't actually know why she killed the first two either.

What? But we've... We've got less than 24 hours!

Yeah, and I'm sure that's all that Agent Tay-... Mr Taylor will need.

Thank you, Detective Constable Cole.

OK, but it sounds like we don't have any actual,

direct evidence linking Joanne Kemper to even one of these crimes.

- No, annoying, isn't it? - OK, thank you.

The whole special operation's been like this.

The serial number on the base of the gun has been chiselled off.

See what I mean?

However, our killer was apparently unaware that on this

particular model, there are two serial numbers.

One on the base, one under the trigger guard.

Wait...

We know who it's registered to?

Oh, we very much know who it's registered to.

Yes.

Chief Superintendent Shaw,

I hope you have a very good reason for this.

Chief Constable Ziegler was murdered last night.

What?!

Ronan?

No, but I-I-I-I just...

Why am I here?

A gun was found at the scene, registered to your home address.

My father owned a gun. Where is it now?

Well, I assume not locked safely away in my study,

or presumably I wouldn't be here?

Presumably you'd be out for lunch somewhere.

Yes. I would.

I'd like to speak to DCC Radley, please.

The Deputy Chief Constable is your official liaison here.

He cannot be involved in any investigation pertaining to you.

Really? Well, would you mind telling him I'm here anyway?

Er, Y...

Mandy. Er...

Er...

Should I...?

"Dear Lucy, on the second of February 2024,

"I received an anonymous call from a woman

"asking to meet me, in person, claiming to have evidence

"linking Chief Constable Ronan Ziegler

"to the death of Ryan Oakley,

"a case I'd closed as an overdose.

"I now know this woman was Mandy Ziegler,

"killed in a fatal car crash on Knight's Path that same evening.

"Her death is on me, as are the deaths of three more people

"whose lives were taken after I had abjectly failed to

"differentiate a murder from an accident."

Wait, three more? After?

You do seem to be missing a victim up there, eh?

"There is no direct evidence linking Joanne Kemper to any

"one of these crimes. The Henge Assembly saw to that."

- The Henge Assembly? - A private members club,

sort of like the Loyal Order Of Water Buffalo.

What, you've never seen The Flintstones?

"She will escape justice, just as her father did before her.

"I hold myself singularly responsible,

"but justice can take many forms.

"I intend to balance these scales by any means necessary."

"If you are reading this, then I have failed."

"I love you.

"Always have, always will,

"James." Well, that's nice, anyway.

He's never coming back.

He thinks it's all his fault.

You know, that balancing the scales stuff doesn't exactly

reek of, um, due process, does it?

I wonder if he's already done what he said.

I mean, we got this thing earlier than he had planned.

If John's read this...

MOBILE RINGS

Lucy.

Mum?!

Oh, Mr Taylor.

Of course you'd be here.

Your family seem to be constantly interviewing me.

- Ms Kemper, my name... - I know who you are, DCI Carter.

Ronan always spoke very highly of you.

Right, then.

My house was broken into three days ago.

The alarm was disabled, we don't know how.

DCC Radley was made aware. My security's being looked into.

We did not believe anything was taken.

And now you think a gun was taken?

Obviously.

You didn't notice a missing firearm for three days?

I don't have many reasons to take it out of my study.

DCC Radley will confirm the break-in. Has he been contacted?

How can he confirm the break-in?

- What? - Surely he can only confirm that you told him there was a break-in?

Why would I tell him there was a break-in if there wasn't?

I don't know. Depends on whether or not you're the killer.

Ronan Ziegler was like a second father to me.

He was almost an actual one to you, wasn't he?

He was a man I used to respect.

Used to?

He's dead, Ms Kemper.

And you own the gun that killed him.

It does appear that way, doesn't it?

What time did this happen?

We believe at approximately 8pm last night.

I think I might need to speak to a solicitor.

Nobody's ever said that before.

You're not going to believe it, Sir,

but we have actual CCTV footage of Joanne Kemper

going in and out of Ziegler's house at 19:50 yesterday.

No wonder she wants a solicitor.

GUNSHOT

- Charge her. - What, me?

I-I don't think I can.

Hello...

I was going to kill him myself.

No, you weren't.

You weren't, Russell, I promise.

That's not us.

Nice to have some pictures up here.

This was everything the killer was presumably trying to destroy.

Not that pen, they weren't, that's mine.

I'm sure DC Cole will buy you another one.

- Hmm? - What are those buckles?

Yeah, three.

I'm thinking some sort of hold-all full of papers,

rest of it burned away?

"Erve life then sec"...?

Preserve life then secure scene.

It's from the police training manual.

Priority hierarchy.

Do any of you ever read it?

Why would a murderer burn a textbook?

That's a Ludwig puzzle, or a bit of one, anyway.

The killer must have used random books from the room as kindling.

Ziegler wasn't exactly a puzzle man, John.

You'd be surprised how many shelves I'm on.

So what was it they were actually trying to burn in there?

I don't know.

She owns the gun, she was caught on camera leaving the crime scene.

- Does the motive really matter? - Of course the motive matters!

We're trying to solve an overarching mystery here!

OK, sorry.

MOBILE RINGS

Oh, I never rang her back.

- Who didn't he call back? - Lucy.

- Who's Lucy? - Steve.

Hello?

You're where?! Stay there!

I'm coming!

Oh, there you are.

Did you read that letter? The whole thing?

What? Um...

What? Have you read James's letter?

How?! That code is literally unbreakable!

It's in one of your books, you wally!

Yes, an early self-published limited edition,

barely any printed.

Mum made me give James a copy, that's why he used it.

A thin little paperback? Swirly pattern cover?

That's the Fibonacci Spiral!

Well, my editor got one on eBay.

Did he? Wow, he really is a fan, isn't he?

John, what on earth is, "Justice by any means necessary"?

Yes, I wasn't too happy about that bit either.

We've arrested Joanne Kemper. It was her gun.

She claims it was stolen.

She's also on camera leaving the crime scene.

OK, that doesn't strike you as odd?

Someone who's covered up more murders than hot dinners

and never left one scrap of evidence?

It does make this one a bit of an anomaly, granted.

John, what if James did it?

Did what?

- You can't think... - Look, two people were up to their necks in it.

One of them is dead and the other one is in the frame for his murder.

"Justice by any means necessary".

My brother wouldn't kill anyone. It's...

It's... wrong.

He thinks all these people are dead, maybe more, and it's his fault.

His view on right and wrong may have changed.

Yes, but... murder is really wrong.

You do think it's possible, John.

You've already considered it.

GUNSHOT

But I'd never do that.

Yes, but you'd never get married and settle down and have children.

You are not the same person!

No, that's... Oh, that's not a bad thing, John.

Oh, no...

Maybe he won't see us.

- Mr and Mrs Taylor. - Ah, hello!

I can't say that I'm surprised to see you here.

I'm on a special operation.

Yes, so I've heard.

And perhaps you're here for another interview.

Oh, yes, if you're offering?

Your special operation has been shut down.

The PACC has reversed its decision.

The correct team will be taking over.

They'll be here very soon.

You never did get back to me on that cypher, Mr Taylor.

Do you know why I gave it to you?

Chief Constable Ziegler was overseeing the Pinder task-force

for a total of 48 hours before his... abrupt sabbatical.

That cypher was part of the first haul they got from the hard drive.

We know he sent a copy to himself.

- I-I couldn't solve it. - Yes, well... And now he's dead.

Joanne Kemper is innocent and when she's released,

we'll start looking into more viable suspects.

Maybe someone who might have had a motive to frame her.

Perhaps someone who's become... obsessed with her.

Goodness me, is that a threat?

I don't know why you'd read it as one.

I presume Chief Superintendent Shaw is in her office? Good.

I suggest you two go home.

Don't want to go home.

Neither do I, come on.

I understand that, Ma'am.

Other chances... Yes, but... Ma'am.

The DCC is enroute, if not here already.

Scotland Yard are taking control of the investigation.

- We're to cease operations immediately. - What?!

The tall security guy just arrived

and the police-police are taking the case off us.

- Oh, uh, this is my sister-in-law. - Hello!

Hello.

Erm, we're not actually going to let this happen are we, Sir?

How long have you been investigating this?

- Bloody ages. - Are you... Intelligence?

I have my moments.

We can't do anything about this.

We can never do anything, even when you've got the Super on-side!

No wonder your brother went rogue, John.

How else do you get justice in this system?

Why burn the gun?

- It'd remove the DNA. - Why not just take it home?

Those were Christmas presents from Mandy.

I remember her writing little inscriptions in them.

Both of them?

Did-did she ever buy him a Ludwig?

What? No, she-she didn't.

Do you think you could just get over yourself for five minutes, please?

I am over myself.

There was a Ludwig, right there! My newest one, actually.

I-I put it back on the shelf.

What? Why?

I'm a bit funny about my books.

I-I didn't know it was evidence, did I?

- How is it evidence? - It, it was placed there, deliberately,

alongside two books with inscriptions

by the Chief Constable's daughter in.

That was a clue.

What do you mean "a clue"?

He means the Ludwig was left on purpose for us to find.

That book's going have an inscription in too.

Why on earth would Joanne Kemper leave us a clue to follow?

She wouldn't.

The book's at the crime scene. Would you be able to get it?

Are you serious?

Are you telling me you don't want to know what's in that book?

Are you telling me you're prepared to illegally enter a crime scene?

Well, I mean...

That place is going to be locked up, John.

I know how you can get in.

Really? You do? Is it some sort of specialist...

...thing?

Hmm?

Oh, no, the Chief Constable just happened to employ the same

"locked-out" backup system as was used by my mum.

Hurry up, will you?

This wasn't in training, you know.

Course it's not, it's illegal.

- I've got it! - Yep.

Yes!

LOCK TURNS

We're holding her in an interview room.

I can assure you she's very comfortable.

I am now, of course, Chief Constable.

Acting Chief Constable.

Right, right...

Although an official appointment will be made at a later date,

once Ziegler's case is closed,

I wonder if you intend on throwing your hat in the ring, Carol?

It's pretty far from my thoughts right now, Chief Constable Radley.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

You do know I considered him a friend?

So did I.

Really?

Hmm...

It's become increasingly obvious that he did some very bad things.

Although, between us, I'm sure we can smooth a lot of that out?

For the sake of the community.

I've taken my team off this case, on advice...

...but Joanne Kemper has been charged and will be remaining in custody.

Whatever happens next is down to whoever takes over the case.

Not me.

Not you.

Though, of course, you will have their ear.

Yes.

Yes, I suppose I will.

Talk about greatness being thrust upon you.

- Did you look inside? - No, Sir. - Yes, we did. - Quick peek.

"To Mandy. I'll make it right."

Russell, what is it?

That was something he used to say to her when she was a little girl.

Whenever she was hurt or upset, or confused, that's what he'd say.

"I'll make it right."

What are you thinking, Sir?

That this isn't what I expected.

This clue isn't for me.

Why haven't any of the pages been ripped out?

Were they supposed to be?

Yes, they were.

This is from a different book.

Well, that's odd.

- What's odd, Sir...? - Sh. - Sorry.

John?

But that's absolutely unbelievable...

...which is exactly what it was meant to be.

What is it?

Joanne Kemper did not kill Chief Constable Ziegler.

Then who did?

Because our Acting Chief Constable is currently downstairs

arranging her a solicitor.

Hello!

- Ahem. - Ma'am...

Russell, I-I-I don't think I was ever supposed to read that message.

You were.

My impromptu tidy-up was never part of his plan.

You were meant to find that book.

It was published in March this year.

That's after...

After what?

Mandy's death.

We think it was a part of this.

- Who's Mandy? - I don't...

It's Ziegler's daughter and Russell's fiancee.

- Right... - And how long exactly have you known this?

He didn't and neither did Chief Constable Ziegler.

What?

I think until very recently he fully believed that what happened

to his daughter was nothing more than a tragic accident.

He was still grieving for his daughter

and now he was having to spend all day trying to ensure that the

task force didn't find any of his cover-ups on Holly's computers.

That's when he came across the cypher.

The one that DCC Radley gave me that portion of. He recognised it.

- From where? - From one of my books.

Not that one. That one's pretty much brand-new,

I don't think the pages have even been turned.

No, he recognised it from this one. The one that's been burned.

A rare, self-published, limited edition.

What a waste.

But why would he have a copy of this one?

I don't know.

I'll be honest, that bit is a bit strange.

But he definitely had one.

It's impossible to solve it without it.

And he did solve it.

That's how he found out the truth.

Mandy's death was no accident.

He really didn't know...

He was a baddie, but he wasn't like them.

He worked for them, but presumably paid in promotions.

But...

...he was still a father.

THUNDER RUMBLES

THUNDERCLAP

So who killed him, John?

Kemper couldn't be linked to any crime she'd ever committed.

Ziegler knew that better than anyone.

He was the one that had helped bury them all.

But for his own daughter?

He wanted justice for that and correct justice too,

imprisonment for murder, and if it wasn't to be for hers,

then it would have to be for his.

What are you saying?

I'm saying that this wasn't a murder.

It was a suicide.

Deliberately made to look like a murder.

I'm afraid so.

BEEPING

He wanted to frame Kemper.

He knew her schedule, knew when she'd be off at some gala or other.

And he knew precisely where her father used to keep his gun.

He had worked for this family for nearly 20 years.

He may not have been an actual fan of puzzles,

but it turns out he was exceptionally good at setting them.

I mean, how does one shoot oneself and then hide the gun?

It was the buckles that gave it away,

the three burnt buckles.

They weren't from a hold-all at all.

They were from a pair of braces.

He'd already had the Kemper visit that we caught on camera.

Same day.

What he'd said to her to make her come in person we can only guess at.

My guess would be that it was something that would've

put him at the top of her hit-list anyway.

He saved her the trouble.

It was...

...brilliant.

Everything ended up exactly where it needed to be.

Well, almost everything.

There were four buckles on those braces, not three.

If you have someone search the chimney,

they're going to find a hook or a nail up there.

And our fourth buckle.

So he sacrificed himself?

He didn't want to live.

Didn't want to live,

but he didn't want to die till he'd made things right.

Justice by any means necessary.

We'll have to let her go.

But, no, she's responsible for several actual murders.

Of which our own Chief Constable couldn't even prove

and apparently he was in on half of them.

DC Sullivan is right. This was never the way.

No, it wasn't.

I'm so sorry, DCI Carter.

Right, not a word of this leaves this office.

- Am I understood? - Yes. - Yes. - Yes, Ma'am.

MOBILE RINGS

Hmm...

Hello.

Yes, of course I'm coming to pick him up.

I have been very busy, you know.

Hmm? Oh, no, no, we solved that.

No, it turns out Chief Constable Ziegler was trying to frame

Joanne Kemper for his own murder by using a makeshift

version of his door-key catapult system.

Mm, I know.

Pretty obvious when you think about it.

Mm...

OK, bye-bye.

Oh, sorry, it's just my boss.

Your boss? As in the editor of a newspaper?

It's-it's not a proper one, it's mo-...

He's cool, isn't he, Russell?

Er...

Good.

Oh! Come in, come in!

What exactly is this place?

Oh, it's, uh, clearly a newsroom.

- Is it? - Sorry, who are these, um, people?

Oh, we have, um, two Detective Constables, um,

DCI Russell Carter, as you know, and Chief Superintendent Carol Shaw.

Right. I-I actually meant what are they doing here?

Sorry, is that an evidence board?

No, it's an architect's easel.

Uh, how exactly did you become involved in all this, Mr Fisher?

Um, I'm-I'm not really quite sure.

Um, probably some kind of cosmic punishment.

Although actually I do get to write a book about it when it's finished.

Co-write.

Co-write?! When did that happen? Sorry about your Chief Constable.

Were you close?

What is all this?

Well, it looks like an unofficial investigation into missing

detectives, multiple murders and high-ranking cover-ups.

Yes, we've done quite well, all things considered.

Ah, apart from not actually catching the baddie, of course.

Do you think she believed it? Our version?

Couldn't get over his daughter's death?

Too proud to have his own recorded as a suicide? No.

She knows Ziegler tried to frame her and she's doesn't care.

Why would she?

It's just another casualty caught in the crossfire of her own ambition.

At the rate she's going,

we'll end up with our first serial killer Prime Minister.

The world's already far too broken for us to allow that.

We're going to have to save it.

Save the world?

Too grand?

Not grand enough.

She already destroyed mine.

That's what she does.

That's why we're all here.

Well, she couldn't have chosen worse opponents.

For her, I mean! You're all actually really good,

that's the point.

Yeah, well, in fairness, you're pretty good yourself, John.

Yes, I know I am.

That's why we're going to win.

Beethoven's Ninth Symphony