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HASTINGS: The target
of the 5th of September ambush

was a protected witness.

COTTAN:
John Thomas Hunter.

HASTINGS: D.I. Denton,
I'm arresting you

for conspiracy to murder
a protected witness.

COTTAN: D.S. Akers was the
person closest to the witness,

trusted by him.

RICHARD: You two always used to
end up side by side.

I'd rather not investigate
the death of a former colleague.

I like keeping a distance.

On the night of the ambush,
he called me.

Why'd you hide it?

FLEMING: Rich and I were
involved behind Jayne's back.

Looks like Jayne Akers
was on the receiving end

of a substantial payment.

-How substantial?
-Upwards of 50 grand.

ARNOTT: Nurse?
Where's --

Aaaaaah!

FLEMING:
Who is that man?

DENTON: The records show
that Superintendent Hastings

is in considerable
financial difficulties.

I'd like you to carry on.

Very grateful, sir.
Thank you, sir.

I think the fewer people

know about your situation,
the better.

Don't you see
how I've been set up?

The only person I told about
the operation was Mike Dryden.

On the night of the ambush,

this particular officer
caused the rota to be changed.

Does the deputy chief constable
have a statement to make

regarding the allegation
about his speeding offense?

My wife and I strenuously deny
the allegation.

Hargreaves calls you "Jolly."

"Jolly" Rogerson.

He's a laugh a minute.

So there's a body?

We're taking it from here.

DENTON: I was only searching
for Carly.

Of all the long-term mispers,
why her?

Call me later
for initial forensics.

-[ Screaming ]
-You've been talking to AC-12!

I believe you.

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[ Exhales slowly ]

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WOMAN:
It's nearly 7:00,

and you're listening
to "The Breakfast Show,"

with you until 9:00.

I've had to disclose
the situation at work.

Our situation?

No, no.
Just the money.

Now the whole world
knows our business.

No, no. Just one executive
officer, in confidence.

Top man.

In fact, this particular officer
thinks very highly of me

so I can see things
getting a lot better.

How so?

If I was to put myself forward
for promotion,

when this case is finished,

this particular officer
more or less tipped me the wink.

Right.

A promotion's
no small thing, love.

Pay rise.

Bigger pension.

We need to be clear
about a few things first.

I'll say it again --

I am deeply sorry

for having not consulted you
about the finances.

It was a mistake.

I just wanted
to surprise you.

Where's the harm in looking?

Right,
we've all read this report.

Looks like D.S. Akers
was on the take.

Well, it's only circumstantial
so far.

Well, if the officer

meant to be looking after
a protected witness

is getting paid off
and that witness gets killed,

doesn't leave much room
for circumstance

as far as I'm concerned.

Sorry, mate.

-Evidence is evidence.
-HASTINGS: Good.

Dot, Steve.

The husband. You said
he was acting suspiciously?

I could have jumped
to the wrong conclusion.

It's fine, Steve.
Let's just do our job.

Well said, Kate.
Let's put it beyond doubt.

Let's bring the husband in
for questioning

and do a 32 search
on his house.

-Very good, sir.
-Off you go.

Sir, we haven't discussed
Deputy Chief Constable Dryden.

Denton's thrown suspicion
towards him,

and so far
it's all checked out.

They worked together,

they had contact
outside of work,

and he made sure she was on duty
the night of the ambush.

That is
one hell of an accusation

to throw at a senior officer,
Steve,

especially a senior officer

with such an outstanding record
of public service.

Well, there is the story
that was leaked to the press

about him and his wife swapping
points on a driving offense.

Now, with respect, sir,

if we didn't look into it,
it'd look like favoritism.

ARNOTT: And, sir,
I checked Dryden's website.

He leaves tomorrow for a series
of speaking engagements,

so if we don't
bring him in today,

we'll lose him
for the rest of the week.

Look, we can delay bringing
in Richard Akers for 24 hours.

He's going nowhere.
He's got no idea we're onto him.

Dryden's potentially
more closely involved

with the ambush itself, and
that's got to be our priority.

If only to rule him out
as soon as possible.

Right, well, no mistakes, mind.

I want all the I's dotted,
all the T's crossed

before that man sets one foot in
this building, you understand?

-Sir.
-Sir.

HASTINGS: On you go.

[ Door opens ]

Elvis has
entered the building.

Thank you
for your cooperation, sir.

I hope this isn't
gonna take long, Ted.

Just waiting on
Chief Constable Lightwater, sir,

because of
the special arrangements.

Barry Lightwater's coming up?

Yeah, his force are having
a bit of ding-dong

with the PCC at the minute.

[ Chuckling ] Between ourselves

I think he'll be glad
of the away day.

As I said, sir,
we're very grateful.

As you were.

COTTAN:
Thank you, sir.

Sorry, sorry.
Don't get up.

-Sir, if you wouldn't mind.
-Thanks, Ted.

Thank you.
Thank you.

I think the way this works is

you'll only hear from me
if there's anything untoward.

-HASTINGS: Thank you, sir.
-Thanks, sir.

[ Buzzing tone sounds ]

[ Tone stops ]

AC-12 interview

of Deputy Chief Constable
Michael Dryden,

with Superintendent Hastings,
D.I. Cottan,

D.S. Arnott, D.C. Fleming.

Normal practice is that
the interviewee be questioned

by an officer
at least one rank superior.

However, in this case,
that cannot happen,

so Chief Constable Lightwater

of the East Midlands
Constabulary

has kindly agreed
to sit in as an observer.

Is that all right with you
and the ACPO?

I'm ready.
Let's get on with it.

Thank you, sir.
Thank you.

Well, I refer you to
Document 1 in your folders.

A complaint has been made
regarding a traffic offense,

an SP30,

which occurred on the night
of August the 16th this year.

Vehicle registered
to Mrs. Helen Dryden

was photographed
by a speed camera

traveling in excess
of the speed limit.

Then, a week later,
on August the 23rd,

the traffic division received
notice from Mrs. Helen Dryden

that, at the time
the incident occurred,

the vehicle was actually
being driven by yourself,

Deputy Chief Constable Dryden.

Correct.

An allegation has been made

that Mrs. Dryden
and/or yourself

falsified that notification.

Untrue.

I was driving.
Helen was home.

HASTINGS:
And remember the reason

for your journey that evening?

I left home,
drove back towards town

to buy some beer and wine
from the off-license.

Changed my mind,
went back home.

Mm-hmm.

And can you account for
the allegation to the contrary?

I'm a target.

Someone in the organization
wants to make me look bad.

I hope you'll spend
as much time looking for them

as you do investigating
this codswallop.

We will, sir.
We will.

Glad to hear it.

Would I be able
to ask a question, sir?

Full marks for balls.
Go on.

ARNOTT: You didn't go
into the off-license?

No.

So the only person likely
to have seen you leave

and return home
is Mrs. Dryden?

DRYDEN:
Most probably.

ARNOTT: Will we be able to take
a statement from Mrs. Dryden?

Don't they train you
people anymore?

A spouse
isn't a compellable witness.

Sir, we're under no obligation
to inform your wife

that she's not
a compellable witness.

And whether she can or can't
give evidence against you

is a moot point
as per R v L 2008.

I'll inform her.
She'll back me up.

Nothing moot there.
Anything else?

ARNOTT:
Why did you change your mind

about going
into the off-license?

Just did.

Um...

If I may, sir,
there's just a few loose ends

I'd like to clear up
regarding our investigation

into the ambush of the night
of September the 5th.

My number one priority.
Anything to help.

HASTINGS:
Thank you, sir.

FLEMING:
D.C. Fleming, sir.

You took a call that evening
from D.I. Lindsay Denton?

Yes, she couldn't get hold of
her duty chief superintendent.

She called me. I gave
gold approval for the operation.

Did she disclose to you

the nature
of the operation, sir?

No, I regularly sign off
on operations without knowing

the first bloody thing
about them.

Sorry, sir.

Specifically, sir, did you
give approval to D.I. Denton

to proceed without backup
and without firearms?

Wasn't the call recorded?

She made the call
from her office phone

and not the duty desk,
so no, sir.

I don't recall D.I. Denton
apprising me of those facts.

If she had, I would've expressed
misgivings, of course.

FLEMING: In terms
of the on-call rotas,

specifically the ghost rota
for 4th Street Station,

is that something you'd ever
normally take an interest in?

Why would I?

So you weren't involved at all
in the circumstances

that led to D.I. Denton

being the duty inspector
that evening?

I also personally supervise
whether beat bobbies

put on their left shoe first
or their right.

Anything else?

Sir, could anyone
have overheard

the conversation you had
with D.I. Denton?

Only my wife.

Somehow it feels like
we've been here before, D.S....

Arnott, sir.

Did she overhear or did you
discuss the call with her?

Where are we going with this?

Sir, I think
D.S. Arnott's worried

that your wife may have got
her sewing circle

to carry out the ambush.

DRYDEN: [ Laughs ]

I think we can safely discount
that theory, D.I....

-Cottan, sir.
-Cottan. That's right.

The witness protection expert
from AC-9.

That's right, sir.

Look, Ted, you're married.
You know what it's like.

You take a call from a woman
after 10:00 at night,

God help you if you don't say
what it was about.

-Am I right?
-Yes, that's right, sir.

Well, I'm divorced, sir.
Now I know why.

DRYDEN:
[ Chuckles ] Exactly.

I told my wife it was
a work call, nothing more.

Obviously, if you need
to take this further,

I'm completely
at your disposal.

Whatever it takes to get
those bastards, right, Ted?

Thank you, sir.

Sir, the call
from D.I. Denton --

Was that your first contact
with her?

What do you mean?

Did you know her
at all, sir?

Uh, look, Kate,
I think we're really obliged

to operate
within the parameters

of the Reg 15 notice
that we served,

and any other lines of inquiry

really have to be submitted
in writing

to Deputy Chief Constable Dryden
and the ACPO.

-Fine.
-Correct, sir?

-Quite right, Hastings.
-Thank you, sir.

Once again apologies
for troubling you, sir.

DRYDEN: Sure.

Sir?

Ted.

My team, you know, sir,
they're young and they're keen.

It's fine.

I hope you realize
why this was necessary.

-Nobody can appear above --
-Ted, it's fine.

It's just that
I would be mortified

if you thought that I wasn't
grateful for your support, sir.

It never crossed my mind.

Keep up the good work.

Sir, I've listed
the questions

that remain unanswered
in regard to Dryden,

whether he approved
the lack of backup, firearms,

changing the rota
to put Denton on duty,

his alleged relationship
with her.

The gaffer's already said

we've got to be careful
about what we say.

What, and that explains
your stand-up routine?

Yeah, well, there's more
than one way to skin a cat.

I don't remember saying,
"Come in."

Sir.

It's all right, Steve.
You did a grand job.

I need clarification, sir.

Will we be seeking an interview
with Mrs. Dryden?

No, no.
It's bound to be nonevidential.

Yes, sir.

COTTAN: It sounds like a load
of old bollocks to me, anyway.

Why would he lie
to incriminate himself?

If anything, he'd dodge it
and then put it on his missus.

Well, I think we're getting
a deeper insight

into why Dot's divorced.

Why don't we just close
the whole thing, shall we?

-Dump it back on traffic.
-Yes, sir.

And the alleged relationship
with Denton?

Are we seeking evidence?

I thought she said
it was over, Steve.

With respect, sir,
though it's historical,

it connects Denton to the person
she alleges set her up.

Look,
can we just not be saying

career-ending stuff like that
out loud?

HASTINGS: Yeah, yeah. Okay.
[ Chuckling ] Okay.

All right, Steve.
Seek corroboration.

But remember we're dealing
with somebody's marriage here.

COTTAN: Sir.

-Sir.
-Sir.

WOMAN:
What's she doing next door?

[ Keys jingle ]

-[ Pounds on door ]
-Move away from the door.

[ Buzzer sounds ]

What happened to the other two?

For your own safety,
you'll exercise alone.

[ Beeping ]

[ Bell rings ]

[ Bell rings ]

What if Dryden
was trying to create an alibi

for the night
of the driving offense?

Okay.

Request his electronic diary
and access to his work e-mails.

Find out what his official
movements were that day.

Okay.

[ Cellphone rings ]

D.C. Fleming.

Thank you.

What?

Major violent crime
have arrested Rich Akers.

HARGREAVES: Your late wife,
D.S. Jayne Akers --

Why was there a dramatic change
in her financial situation

in the month
leading up to her death?

I don't know
what you're referring to.

Here's a breakdown

obtained by
our financial forensics unit.

It shows her financial activity
over the last six months.

HARGREAVES:
For the first five months,

there's a consistent pattern
of debits to the account,

cash-card withdrawals,

goods and services using
the associated debit cards.

Then, suddenly, it stops dead.

ROGERSON:
No cashpoint withdrawals.

No debit-card payments.

It's as if your wife

miraculously stopped spending
any money.

Or needing any.

Um...okay.

We see this sort of pattern

when a person resorts to
paying their way in cash.

Okay.

Do you recognize
this bank statement?

Also obtained by our FFU.

My bank account.

You haven't made
a single cashpoint withdrawal

in over six weeks.

There's barely an item
paid for by card.

Don't you need
the money either?

Well, I wasn't earning,

so that I knew
I had to tighten my belt.

ROGERSON: A team conducted a
search of your property today.

Your client was under arrest,
hence the search was authorized

under Section 18(1)

of the Police
and Criminal Evidence Act.

HARGREAVES: This case was found
hidden under the floorboards.

It contained £20,000 in cash.

24 hours?
He's going nowhere?

Twat.

It's not your fault, mate.

They got hold of the
financial forensics, that's all.

Yeah.

HARGREAVES:
So where did it come from?

I've never seen it before.

Never saw your wife with it?

I said
I've never seen it before.

HARGREAVES: Your wife, she was
taking bribes, wasn't she?

RICHARD: No.

I thought you said
you didn't ask.

Well, I...

It must have been pretty obvious
something was going on.

You didn't think to ask where
all this cash was coming from?

-No.
-Why not?

I just didn't.

HARGREAVES:
Richard Akers,

the evidence obtained
in our investigation

is being forwarded to
the Crown Prosecution Service.

for authority to charge you
under Section 329(1)

of the Proceeds of Crime Act

and that you acquired, used,
or had possession

of criminal property,

namely funds received
by your wife

as part of a conspiracy
to murder a protected witness.

Interview terminated.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Fact is you had
the same evidence we had.

Only we acted, didn't we?

You didn't.

Kate.

It's bad enough already.
Behave yourself.

Yeah.

D.S. Arnott, AC-12.

We've been given authorization
by the custody officer

to conduct an intelligence
interview, off tape.

It's fine.

Okay.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Bastard.

Holier-than-thou
doesn't suit you, Kate.

You never
turned a blind eye,

benefited from one?

This lot,
they're gonna crucify Jayne,

whether they get the facts
or not.

-Who's out there?
-No one.

She kept records.

Hidden.

Records of what?

Her last case.

The protected witness
who got killed.

I believe
she wanted leverage

against the criminal parties
she was dealing with.

These records --
Where are they now?

On flash drives.

I put them all
in a Jiffy bag.

I set up a P.O. box,
sent them all to it.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Thank you.

[ Sniffles ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Footsteps ]

[ Door slams ]

FLEMING: Look, I'm sorry.
I have to work late again.

MAN: You must think
I'm some sort of idiot.

[ Door opens ]

[ Buzzer sounds ]

[ Pounding on door ]

WOMAN:
Move away from the door.

[ Buzzer sounds ]

[ Door unlocks ]

[ Knocks on door ]

JACKSON: Come in.

Hello, Lindsay.
I'm Fiona.

Please sit down.

I have some bad news for you.

This morning I took at call
from the Ashcliffe Nursing Home.

In the early hours your mother
suffered a very severe stroke.

She's very poorly.

I'm very sorry.

Um [Clears throat]
how's she doing now?

They're keeping her
comfortable.

There's a geriatrician,
Dr. Panesar.

Yes, he's seen her.

They've decided not to
transfer her, as she's DNR.

-Not for resuscitation.
-Yeah, I signed the order.

Please accept our sympathies
at this very difficult time.

I am available to you as your
personal wellbeing officer.

I can also arrange
an appointment

with our chaplaincy service.

Wouldn't I see a homeopath
while I'm at it?

Are you being very sarcastic

or would you like me
to contact a homeopath?

I just want to see my mum.

[ Typing ]

You were involved
in a disturbance

and you've self-harmed.

I was attacked.

I can only go on what
they've recorded in your file.

And that means
that I can't see my mum?

It's up to the governor.

[ Horns honking,
sirens wailing ]

Kate.
Jayne Akers' flash drives.

Go for it.

FLEMING: Right,
we've prioritized the stuff

dated in the run-up
to the ambush.

"'T' incensed
by August 9th statement."

"T" -- Tommy.

Right, let's see who was saying
what on August 9th, yeah?

WOMAN: Okay.

"Need to reassure him about
his immunity from prosecution."

"If S.H. compromised,
require quick T.X."

-Safe house.
-COTTAN: Transfer.

-"Contact made."
-Contact with who?

-Denton, maybe?
-ARNOTT: Can't be.

This is from
before the night of the ambush,

before Akers called her.

No further entries to say
who she made contact with.

Steve.

24 hours, son.
That's what you said.

I messed up, boss.

No excuses.

Steve, you and I
have had our differences.

But they're a damn sight
easier to overlook

if the job's being done.

[ Intercom buzzes ]

[ Buzzes ]

It was Hargreaves' decision
to make the arrest.

I argued the toss,
for what it's worth.

Okay.

Wait.

You want a beer?

Yeah.

[ Bottle caps pop ]

You've got every right
to be pissed off.

No shit.

When you said you thought

Richard Akers
was hiding something...

I didn't say run
financial forensics on him.

It's my job.

What, to drop me in it
with my boss?

I got you access
to the hospital-car-park CCTV,

to the crime scene
on the industrial estate.

I just took it to be a bit of,
you know, "you scratch my back."

That came later.

Yeah.

Well, I'm glad I didn't have to
point that out.

Anyway, that's all
I came to say, so...

You don't have to go.

You and me, we just...

We just want to
get the job done.

It's pretty hard
to set that aside.

Yeah.

I'm not saying this is over.

On hold?

Yeah.

My nonwork number
for when this is all over.

Good luck
getting the job done.

-You too.
-[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

D.S. Arnott, AC-12.

[ Footsteps ]

Just a moment, please.

It's all right.
I've sorted the paperwork.

How'd you find out
about this place?

I've been working flat-out.

This way.

These are the vehicles
from the crime scene.

They were analyzed in situ
till the 6th September

then sent to us for storage.

ARNOTT: This is the vehicle
registered to D.S. Akers?

MAN: The very one.

ARNOTT:
Everything's as was?

MAN:
With the exception of items

recovered from
on or inside the vehicle.

Where are they?

MAN: Here.

I've got an inventory
of the items held in evidence.

-We'll need to see it.
-I'll print you out a copy.

And we'll need to inspect
the evidence ourselves.

Thanks.

You ever seen
one of these before?

We used them when I worked
in counterterror.

-What is it?
-A tracking device.

[ Footsteps ]

HARGREAVES: What the hell
are you up to?

ARNOTT: How long you been
sitting on this?

Get out.

This is a private facility.
You've got no jurisdiction here.

Him -- out.

I've already presented you
with a warrant

to search these premises.

Any obstruction
of me and my colleague

and you'll be arrested for
obstructing a police officer

in the lawful execution
of their duty.

Do you mind just giving us
a minute, please?

There was a lump on that car.

Oh, all of a sudden
you've become a detective.

When did you find it?
Day one?

You want to wind
your neck in, son.

We were investigating Denton

and the whole time
it didn't matter

what route
she took that night --

The ambushers
were tracking Akers!

Well, nobody made you pin it
on Denton, did they?

You assholes managed that
all by yourselves.

We've got what we came for,
Steve.

Let's leave it at that,
shall we?

Sir.

HARGREAVES: Lock it.

[ Gate closes, locks ]

WOMAN:
Move away from the door.

[ Buzzer sounds ]

[ Buzzer sounds ]

JACKSON: You'll be escorted
off the premises today.

And how long will I have
with my mum?

The governor hasn't given
her approval.

This is a production order
to attend a police interview.

Returning to
the night of the ambush,

the only officer you disclosed
the operation to was who?

Deputy Chief Constable
Mike Dryden.

D.C.C. Dryden corroborates
receiving your call.

Good.

Was D.C.C. Dryden known to you

in purely
a professional capacity?

No.
It went beyond that.

HASTINGS:
This alleged relationship

with Deputy Chief Constable
Dryden...

Alleged?

Describe this
alleged relationship.

It began when we worked
in crime audit together

and ended
a couple of months ago.

HASTINGS:
And how did it end?

He didn't leave his wife.

He made promises?
Is that right?

Yeah.

-FLEMING: What kind?
-That he would leave his wife.

God give me strength.

The issue here
is that an allegation

has been put forward by you,
D.I. Denton,

that somehow
the deputy chief constable

has set you up
to take the blame

for the ambush that happened on
the night of September the 5th.

Now, is that about
the top and the bottom of it?

Honestly, sir, I don't know.

And you wouldn't have anything
to substantiate this theory?

Maybe a little thing
called "evidence."

Or is that too much to ask?

I resent your tone,
Superintendent Hastings.

She resents my tone.

If there's been a relationship,
we'll require corroboration.

Did you ever go to his home?

No, he came to mine.

ARNOTT: Witnesses?

DENTON: I doubt it.
We were very discreet.

Hotels?

We visited a place
a few times.

I've submitted the details
for you.

Well, most places,
they insist on

a credit-card imprint
when you check in.

Mike insisted on using mine,
and then he gave me cash.

-ARNOTT: So he never used his?
-Not that I recall.

Did he make calls from there on
his mobile or the room phone?

-Yeah.
-Good.

We'll find out
if any of the staff

remember both of you
being there.

See the thing is,
D.I. Denton,

that the more intricate
this investigation becomes,

the easier it is for you
to try and confound my team.

But me, I've been 'round
the block a few times.

I really don't care
if you and the DCC

were swinging
off the chandeliers.

That does not make him
a conspirator.

And you maintain

that you've never heard
of the protected witness...

I haven't.

...and that you've never even
met Akers before.

No.

And yet one phone call
from Akers,

and you are up to your neck
in all her dodgy business.

Because I'm a police officer
and she needed my help.

Did you request approval
from D.C.C. Dryden

to proceed without backup
and without firearms?

I did.

But with no recording,
it's your word against his,

isn't it, D.I. Denton?

My word is I did.

You know what?

If you've been around the block
a few times, sir,

then you tell me --

Have you found anything lately
which makes me appear guilty?

Anything?

Or is it
starting to look like

you might just have
the wrong person?

Ma'am,
all the information gleaned

from our
postcharge investigation,

it's going to the CPS.

DENTON: Good, then it won't
be long before they realize

that there's no credible case
against me.

Look, my mum is very ill.

And as I've cooperated,

I would appreciate any good word
to the governor

that might persuade her
to permit me a visit.

Please.

We can look into that.

Okay, we've found summat
on the flash drives.

Do you want to take a seat?

Can you play it?

MAN: Is this bloody thing on
or what?

We had a deal.

Immunity from prosecution,
you two-faced bastard.

Does this bastard think
I won't grass?

AKERS:
Which bastard?

HUNTER:
They're all at it.

You show them this,

then they'll know
who they're dealing with.

-AKERS: Police officers?
-HUNTER: Aye.

From the two-faced bastard
right down to the Caddy.

AKERS: The Caddy?

HUNTER: He's been one of us
since he was a wee laddie.

He's been doing a job
on the inside

for years and years now.

AKERS:
What are you going to do?

Oh, you'll find out
soon enough.

And then it will all come out
unless this immunity is sorted!

We had a deal!

Right. That was recorded
a week before the ambush.

Proves he was stressed
about his immunity.

Who's the two-faced bastard?

Play it.

The 9th of August statement
previously mentioned.

DRYDEN: Resources are
incredibly stretched,

yet certain police forces
and the courts

collude in granting immunity
from prosecution to individuals

I'd describe
as repugnant offenders,

men and women who cost the
taxpayer millions of pounds,

year on year,

while any right-thinking person

would demand they face justice
for their crimes.

"Repugnant offender."

I couldn't have
put it better myself.

COTTAN:
Deputy Chief Constable Dryden.

Tommy's "two-faced bastard."

It was Dryden turning the screws
on Tommy.

What about this other officer,
the Caddy?

Mind if I look
into that, sir?

Yes.

Off you go, Dot.
Thanks.

COTTAN: Thanks.

Anything else on the files
comes up about this Caddy,

shoot it over to my computer,
yeah?

-Ta.
-Okay.

If Tommy did have something
on Dryden...

That's a hell of a motive for
Dryden to orchestrate the hit

and keep it from coming out.

Lindsay was set up.

Steve.

Lindsay's phone records.

-[ Knock on door ]
-Come in.

There are numerous calls
in Denton's phone records

to and from
Deputy Chief Constable Dryden.

The last was on the evening
of 16th of August

from Dryden's mobile to hers.

I've got the manager
of the hotel confirming

that Denton and Dryden
were semiregulars.

Double room, sometimes not even
staying the full night.

Next step, we'd like you
to sign off on requests

to access Dryden's phone and
financial records, please, sir.

Well, there it is
plain as day.

Man's an adulterer.

Some people, you wonder
if they've no shame.

Oh, well. One for the morning.
Good work, you two.

You sure, sir?

I mean, it's looking like
Dryden's involved in the ambush.

It's looking like
no such thing.

Only that he had an affair
with Denton.

One step at a time.

-Sir.
-Sir.

[ Door closes ]

Number 14, please.

[ Keys jingling ]

Cheers.

[ Engine idling ]

[ Vehicle doors close ]

Can I have these off now?

Against regulations.

We're all very sorry
about your mum, Lindsay.

Thank you.

I'll take you
to her straightaway.

Can you tell me
what's happened?

A CVA.
A stroke.

She understands,
but she can't talk.

Mum?

It's Lindsay.

Thank you.

Kasia says
you can understand.

Are you comfortable?

Are you in pain?

Ring me if you need anything.

DENTON: Oh, they're just
helping me with work, Mum.

FLEMING: Dryden's e-mails
were clean,

but this was from
his electronic diary.

16th of August, the night
of the traffic offense,

he attended a reception
at City Hall from 5:00 p.m.

According to witnesses,
he left about 7:00 p.m.

No further engagements
that evening.

The whole rest of the night
his whereabouts are unknown.

So, what could he have needed
an alibi for?

Run the date
through the database.

FLEMING: Shit.

[ Line ringing ]

WOMAN: Switch.

4th Street Station, please.
Missing persons.

[ Line ringing ]

MAN:
Missing persons.

Hi, it's D.C. Fleming.

I'm calling for an update
on one of your mispers,

case number G103734.

Kirk. K-I-R-K.

-First name?
-Carly.

How can I help,
D.C. Fleming?

Yeah, it's pretty
straightforward, really.

I just wondered if there was
a formal DNA match

on the body found under
the Canalside Industrial Estate.

Canalside Industrial Estate.

Yeah, it's not coming up
on my database.

It's coded "control sample
is unavailable."

Okay. Thank you.

[ Door opens ]

Just one minute.

I'm here, Mum.

I'm here with you.

We left everything as it was.

That's what the police
told us to do.

Normally, what would happen is
control samples of Carly's DNA

would be collected from
her toothbrush or hairbrush.

That's what they did.

I know this is only gonna add
to your distress,

but there seems to be a problem
with the samples.

What kind of problem?

Well, we're trying to
track them down,

and I'm sure we'll find them,

but the more you can tell me,
the better.

Uh, a detective came
to the house

and took the stuff you said --

her toiletries, bedclothes,
dirty laundry.

It all went in black bin bags,
and he took it away.

Normal procedure
is for an officer

to be accompanied
by a forensic investigator,

all the materials placed
into individual evidence bags,

and you'd be asked
to sign a search book.

But we spoke to the police.

They said
they were sending someone.

-You called them?
-TESS: Yes.

No.

You remember, Tess, we got
a call from the detective,

saying he was on his way 'round.

This detective,
do you remember his name?

Sorry.

He showed his badge
for a fraction of a second.

Would you
recognize him again?

Yeah.

Yes.

Can you come
to the station with me?

-When?
-Now.

Time.

I thought I could stay.

Do you know how much
a night shift costs?

Would love the overtime.

What if she...

CARROLL:
You have to leave.

Answering only yes or no,
do you understand?

Yeah.

It's all right, Mum.
It's just work.

I'll be back to see you
as soon as I can.

[ Door opens ]

FLEMING: The detective
that visited you was male?

TESS: Yes.

FLEMING: Age.

25 to 35?
35 to 45?

25 to 35.

FLEMING: Ethnicity.

White, Afro-Caribbean, Asian?

Asian.

CCTV of the event at City Hall
attended by Dryden

on the night of 16th of August.

COTTAN:
How many tapes we got?

Got them digitized
onto a single disc.

Brilliant.

But why don't I ever get invited
to these dos, eh?

There's Dryden.

[ Intercom buzzes ]

REGAN:
Do you require assistance?

We have to go back.

That's not possible.

I can't let the last thing
I said be a lie.

We have to go back.
I have to tell her the truth.

[ Tone sounds ]

[ Intercom buzzing ]

[ Horn blaring ]

[ Thud, tires screeching ]

[ Engine revving ]

[ Thud, tires screeching ]

[ Crash, glass breaking ]

Aah!

[ Metal scraping ]

[ Metal scraping stops ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Seatbelt clicks ]

[ Beeps, buzzes ]

What happened?

Don't do that!

DENTON: You got a phone
you can reach?

-CARROLL: I think so.
-Call the ambulance.

[ Engine revving ]

Make the call.

-Just make the call!
-I can't find my phone!

[ Engine revving ]

-Stop!
-[ Horn honking ]

No.

No.

No.

[ Breathing heavily ]

No.

MAN: Police.

Police.
Where are you?

Are you okay?

Don't be frightened.

Please come out
where we can see you.

You won't be harmed.

She's down here.

Police. Show yourself.
Come on.

D.I. Denton.
Is that you, ma'am?

We got a 999 call
from your prison officer.

Stop.

That's him.

Tessa?

I-I think so.

I know.
That's him.

See?

Don't be alarmed, ma'am.

Oh, my God.

We'll get you somewhere safe,
ma'am.

There you go.

Sorry to interrupt.

Carly Kirk's mate described
her boyfriend as being Asian.

Around mid-30s, good-looking.
Went by the name of Matt.

Manish Prasad.

He's a serving vice officer
at Polk Avenue.

And the foster parents
identified him

as the one
who came to their house.

And this is one of his team.

Jeremy Cole.

That's him.

Georgia was killed
by one of ours.

I'm sorry, Steve.

Christ.

We ought to take this
to the gaffer.

Yes, wait.

Uh, hang on.

Right. Here goes.

Shit.

Right, ma'am.
We've got to take you back.

Technically, ma'am, you've
escaped from lawful custody.

Thanks for not cuffing me.

It's professional courtesy.

COTTAN: We need to show this
to the gaffer.

FLEMING: Wait.
Go back.

ARNOTT: What?

That's Carly Kirk.

This isn't your vehicle.

We had some problems.
Commandeered this one.

Jump in.

Well, let's not do anything
that's gonna me look bad.

All right, just radio in,
tell them that I'm cooperating,

and that we're en route
to the nearest station.

Whatever you say, ma'am.

Sure.

[ Muffled screaming ]

[ Screaming ]

Help!

Please! Help me!

[ Screams indistinctly ]

[ Screaming ]

Please!

Help!

[ Screaming indistinctly ]

MAN:
All patrols, all patrols,

observations for a female
who has escaped from custody.

Lindsay Denton.
IC1 female.

Mid-to-late-30s. Tall.
Long dark hair.

-[ Thudding ]
-Help me! Help me!

All patrols, all patrols,
repeat,

Lindsay Denton
has escaped from custody.