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Richard, have I done something?

Do you think you might be depressed?

We found some CCTV footage the night of Jack's murder

that shows a hatchback heading toward the woods.

- Max never said. - They want to question me?

What she needs is counselling.

- Because this can't keep going the way it is. - I know.

I lost ten grand on a horse race.

Richard, we're not in trouble, are we? Are we?!

- How are the others feeling about it all? - What others?

Nancy, Louie.

You were made redundant three months ago!

When were you going to tell me?

You made me lie to Max over and over,

like things weren't bad enough!

- I'll repay the money. - It's not about the money!

What's all this?

- I'm just storing it for a friend. - What friend?

Don't you want to help find his killer?

I don't know anything!

Someone in that brewery does.

Tell me again what happened at the party.

What's going on with you two?

What the fuck were you thinking?

You're the exact opposite of the person I thought you were.

You need to grow up!

Did you kill Jack Evans?

I'm not a murderer.

I don't know what you are.

Why else's he gassed himself? He's guilty, Alice. Plain and simple...

Don't stop talking out your arse on my account.

- We were just saying that... - Leave it, Mandy.

- I'm not passing... - Gwen, enough!

Sorry, Louie.

You sure you want to be here?

If I'm sat at home, all I do is think about it.

Well, if you change your mind,

- or if anyone starts mouthing off... - It's fine.

It's going to be weird seeing Nancy, I don't know what to say to her.

Let's just get through the day and tomorrow we get up and we do

it again and we keep doing it until this is over.

How long is that going to be?

Now, I understand everyone's unsettled, but until we hear

otherwise, we keep doing our jobs and, whatever happens, let's make

certain Wales does not run out of beer and spirits.

I really don't think jokes are appropriate

at this moment in time, Gareth.

I'm glad you're suddenly an expert in what's appropriate,

Gwen, because neither is idle gossip and speculation.

Sorry we're late.

- Louie. Well, I didn't expect... - Don't make a fuss.

Come on, everyone. Get a shift on.

We're so sorry, Louie.

Yeah.

Anything you need, I'm right here.

Oh, and Nancy hasn't swiped in. You haven't seen her, have you?

She's never late.

Hey, no worries, I'll just text her.

It's ringing.

She's probably scared to face us.

Try Richard.

- This is Richard, please leave a message. - Voicemail.

Something's wrong.

I've been kept waiting all night.

We're ready for you now.

Follow me.

Mrs Clarke.

Shit, shit, shit.

This interview is being recorded.

I'm Detective Superintendent Holland, the other officer

- in the room is... - Detective Constable Anford.

Time is 9:07am.

You're reminded you're under caution.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned something you later

rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you recognise this car, Nancy?

- No. - Take your time.

Yeah, I suppose it might be a similar model to mine.

It's hard to tell.

We had these images enhanced and had experts compare them

to photos taken of your car in the early hours of the morning.

Both cars appear to have the same irregularities on the passenger side

bumper and both cars had the same spray pattern

over the passenger side mudguard.

Right.

This image was taken at 12:18am on the road to the woods

on the night of the brewery party.

I don't think so.

Well, see, we think it is.

And your husband agrees with us.

Take another look.

Yeah, yeah.

Yes, I suppose it could be.

When I chatted to you at the brewery, you told me

that you drove your friends home from the party, then went straight

back to your own property.

That's right.

Why were you driving to the woods?

Nancy, it's really important that we know why you'd go in there.

It's embarrassing.

I have a minor bladder problem, and I needed to go.

You'd just been at the brewery.

They've got toilets. You could have gone in your friend's house.

It just came on suddenly.

After you left the party, but before you dropped

your friends home?

Yeah.

Which would mean they were in the vehicle

when this footage was captured.

Can all confirm your story?

Well, I doubt that. They'd been drinking, could have driven them

to Glasgow and they'd barely remember.

That's convenient.

- Family emergency. - Another one?

When you left the party with your friends, where was Jack Evans?

I already told your colleagues, I don't remember.

- What, was he with you? - No.

- Was he outside? - No.

So, you do remember?

The last time I saw him was inside at the bar.

I don't know what time that was.

Nancy, we've just completed inquiries with your bank,

so we know...

...about your financial situation.

Money trouble isn't a crime, as far as I'm aware.

Did you talk about your finances with Jack Evans?

No. Why would I?

Did you ask him for a raise? An early salary payment?

No, no.

Can you tell us about the goods you've got in your lockup?

I understand they were there until yesterday?

I was helping a friend out.

- What friend was that? - This isn't relevant.

Well, I'll be the judge of that.

Your husband said they were brand-new, straight off the shop

- floor, price tags, everything. - I wouldn't know.

Was it a financial arrangement?

- Did somebody give you some money? - No.

Actually, your husband's been very helpful.

He mentioned that you had a lump sum of money recently.

Nancy...

I think I'd like to speak to a solicitor.

Things are starting to coalesce around Nancy and her friends.

That includes your wife.

So, I'm sorry, Max, but I'll have to remove you

from the investigation.

Anna is a potential witness.

Listen, you did brilliantly, ID'ing that car.

If Anna's hiding something, if she's covering for someone,

I'm the one who can get it out of her.

She's loyal to her mate. She's not going to drop anyone in it.

Not to you.

You think you can soften her up?

I can't put you together in an interview situation.

Yeah.

OK. You'll be putting yourself in a difficult position.

Well, it's a bit late for that.

They've ID'd the car?

They must have.

We told the police she drove her straight home. They'll know we lied.

She'll protect us if she can.

You've got way too much faith in her.

Can't you speak to her?

- How? - I don't know. Can't Max get you in?

He's already suspicious.

Oh, shit.

Remember, we'd been drinking.

We're not sure on times, we're not sure on anything. Just be vague.

Ladies.

I don't remember ordering strippers.

We need you to come to the station with us, please.

- Why? - We'll explain at the station.

Can I just get my coat?

Yeah.

Bathroom.

I need the bathroom.

Station's not far.

You want me to ruin your upholstery?

Two minutes.

There's an officer outside.

I know how this looks, but I swear I didn't...

Cat, you've got to trust me.

I can help you, but only if I understand what's going on.

You two can pop in this one.

If you jump round the other side.

Watch your head.

It was a stupid prank.

We took him to the woods and left him there.

But whatever happened afterwards, it wasn't our fault.

Please say believe you me.

- We need to move. - I'm coming.

I'm sorry.

Use me as an alibi.

Nancy dropped you home, and I got there right after.

Half 12.

We spent the night together.

You showed me your artwork and we drank wine and fell asleep

on the sofa.

And the stuff in Nancy's locker, if they know about it, it was mine.

- I can't let you take responsibility... - It was mine.

Just tell them that you were storing it for me, and that's all you know.

Why are you doing this?

Why do you think?

Right, come on...

In the car, please.

- It's about to start pissing down. - Yeah.

They're ready for VA interviews.

Take them through. The boss is just prepping.

What's Nancy said?

If there's anything I need to know, tell me now.

- And then what? - Just tell me, Anna.

Which interview rooms?

I'm not sure. Check the log.

Just take a seat. We won't be a sec.

What did he say?

- Nothing. - We need to speak to Nance.

They're not going to let us.

Should we get a lawyer?

Let's just see where this goes.

We were drunk, we're not sure about times, we don't know anything.

Shall we get these ladies into separate rooms?

Yes, ma'am. This way, please.

Who left those witnesses together unsupervised?

Sorry, that was my fault.

What the fuck, Max?

It was only for a second. I didn't think.

No, you didn't.

I won't be a second.

- What did he say? - Nothing.

We need to speak to Nance.

They're not going to let us.

Should we get a lawyer?

Let's just see where this goes.

We were drunk, we're not sure about times, we don't know anything.

Shall we get these ladies into separate rooms?

Yes, ma'am.

We're having trouble nailing down the timeline

of the night of the brewery party,

so I'd like us to talk through it again.

Sure. I mean, obviously we'd been drinking, so...

I can't be sure of exact times.

Just do your best.

It was around midnight. Maybe a bit later.

The four of us left the party together.

And where was Jack Evans at that point?

- I'm not sure. - I think at the bar.

Dunno. Didn't care.

You left the party...

...what happened next?

We got into Nancy's car, and she drove us home.

Was anyone else outside when you left?

Anyone hanging around the car park who had left the venue?

Not that I saw.

I wouldn't have noticed.

Because you were drunk?

Yeah.

Then what happened?

Nancy drove us home.

She dropped Louie first, and then me,

and then Anna.

What time was that?

I can't be sure.

I'd be guessing.

Maybe... 12:30?

My friend, Tish, was staying with me, she might remember.

And did you make any other stops along the way?

No... No.

Think about that.

No other stops.

Really think about it.

I have.

See, I think you did stop somewhere else on the way home.

This...

...is Nancy's car picked up on CCTV at 12.18am

driving towards the woods.

Are you sure it's her car?

Yeah.

I don't remember that.

I think you do remember, but for some reason, you just...

...aren't telling me the whole truth, and I need the truth right now.

I'd like to call a lawyer, please.

Louie, do you want to catch your nephew's killer?

- Of course I do. - Then tell me why you were driving towards the woods.

I can't remember.

I think you're lying.

Is anyone else bothered by the fly?

It's doing my head in.

You've got a criminal record.

Perverting the course of justice? Right back to prison.

Not without evidence.

I've told you everything I know.

They've got their story straight.

Collusion, plain and simple.

We need solid evidence of motive.

Get the team to go back to square one with those four

as our prime suspects. Re-interview their colleagues and associates,

recheck the phone work, go through the victimology again.

Get me something more to go on.

Yes.

Louise Evans' solicitor's just arrived.

She wants him to sit in on all the interviews.

Course she does.

Fine, whatever.

You know what's coming, Max.

Now Anna's under investigation, you can't be on this case.

Max?

Yeah.

I heard.

When can I go home?

That's not up to me.

Are the others here?

Are they OK?

You're all lying.

For Anna's sake, tell me what happened that night.

Nancy, who killed Jack Evans?

I have no idea.

Tell me about your relationship with Nancy Clarke.

We've been friends for about 18 years.

And worked together for...?

Five.

It's a close friendship, then.

Yeah.

How did you meet?

We'd just moved to Wales, I was pregnant.

We got chatting in the waiting room at the doctor's,

she took me for a coffee.

She was nice to me.

You seem quite emotional.

This whole thing's been quite difficult for everybody.

Well, the sooner you're honest with us, the sooner it will be over.

I understand there's been some tension between

you and Nancy recently.

Her husband told us that there'd been quite the argument.

What was that about?

I can't remember.

A blazing row with your closest friend, I think you'd remember.

I don't want to answer any more questions.

Was the argument about money?

Or was it about Jack Evans?

Are you protecting Nancy, Anna?

Cos if you are, that makes you an accomplice

to whatever it is she has done.

Better for you if you just tell us the truth.

No comment.

Where's Anna?

They're being released under investigation,

except for Nancy Clarke. The boss wants to question...

- You both OK? - Yeah.

- Where's Nancy? - I don't know.

If she cracks, we're screwed.

I'll tell Dylan to stay with her.

And at least we'll know what she said.

Let's go.

- Can we give these guys a lift? - No, let's go.

- We'll get an Uber. - I'll call you.

Come on.

Are we going or what?

- What did he say? - Nothing.

- We need to speak to Nance. - They're not going to let us.

Should we get a lawyer?

Let's just see where this goes.

We were drunk, not sure about times, we don't know anything.

The truth, all of it.

- How did you record that? - No more lies, Anna.

- You tricked us? - Just tell me!

I'm not your interview subject.

- Who killed Jack Evans? - I don't...

- Who killed him? - I don't know.

- Who killed him? - I don't know...!

- Who killed him?! - Why aren't you listening to me?!

Because it's bullshit!

Whatever you're hiding, they're going to find it,

and they're going to nail you to the wall.

All of you!

Just think about that!

You're protecting a murderer!

Turn it off.

We abducted Jack Evans.

We put him in Nancy's car.

We drove him to the woods.

It was a stupid prank.

We were never going to hurt him.

He was drunk, he...

...had been horrible to everybody.

We were going to leave him in the woods.

When we left him, he was alive.

We drove home.

Then we had second...

...second thoughts, and we went back to make sure he was OK.

Except he wasn't.

Jesus Christ.

We didn't know what to do.

We were scared.

We thought...

...maybe it was a heart attack or a... an overdose.

We just kept quiet.

We didn't know it was murder.

And then you did.

I wanted to tell you.

But the longer I left it, the more I realised...

...I just couldn't.

Because then you'd be living like me.

With the guilt and the fear.

Every thought...

...it's just fear.

I didn't want that for you.

And now you know.

Now you're part of this.

What are you going to do?

I should march you in there right now.

Go on, then.

Get out the car.

Get out of the car, Anna.

Get out of the fucking car!

Fuck!

If we go back in there...

...I could go to prison.

You'd probably lose your career.

The kids will be scarred for the rest of their lives.

Max.

What do you want to do?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Take me home.

I've been calling.

Who's this?

Chris Skinner, Mr Price. Nice to meet you.

What's going on?

- I forgot it's tonight. - He's a counsellor.

Mum wants family counselling.

Someone else was in those woods.

And by the time we got back, he was dead.

And you didn't see anyone else?

- No cars or anything? - No.

Someone must have followed us from the party.

The police know we're lying.

They've still got Nancy, they've got a picture of her car.

They'll figure out who did this.

But what if they don't?

What if they think it was us?

What's the point in all of this...

...of you and me, if it has to end?

Shh...

I'm not going anywhere.

Tish...

- Sorry. - No, it's not you.

- OK... - No.

It's really not you.

I can't go back to prison.

I won't let that happen.

No, thanks, love.

Firstly, I'm not here to pass judgment

or tell you guys what to do.

I'm just a neutral sounding board, here to help.

If this involves trust exercises or role play, I'm out.

No role play, I promise.

I'd just like to hear you guys talk.

Ryan, they're for...

It's all right. I'm celiac.

Anna, maybe you could kick off by explaining why

you felt you needed help?

Because we've stopped communicating.

You don't agree?

Mum thinks it's my fault.

- I never said that. - But it's what you think.

Tamsin's always been strong willed.

I think that's why we clash now, because...

- ...we're the same. - No, we're not.

I just...

I want her to know that I'm on her side.

I'm not the enemy.

And how does that make you feel, Tamsin?

She never wanted me to grow up.

She just wanted to freeze me

aged ten, when we made cupcakes together.

She wants some perfect family illusion that doesn't

exist anywhere, except the movies.

Why can't I have that?

Because the real world is shit.

Ryan, how do you feel about Tamsin's relationship with your mum?

I just want everyone to get along.

You've been very quiet, Max.

Oh, it's not just communication that's gone out of the window.

It's basic trust.

It's waking up in the morning and realising that everything

you thought about a person, about a given situation, is wrong.

That we've been living a lie.

Isn't it better to lie, sometimes, if it protects the people we love?

Isn't it?

All I know is that counselling is going to solve jack shit for us.

So, you can sit there and talk about your feelings,

or whatever the fuck...

It's not going to change a thing.

Tamsin is not the real problem here.

You shouldn't talk to her like that.

- I'm done. - Tam...

I might just go and... not be here.

Do you want to take a...?

How much this is costing?

£85.

Jesus...

Plus VAT.

He's gone.

I'm still trying to get my head around it.

Holland knows you're all connected.

She won't give up until someone cracks -

and if that's Nancy, it's going to happen soon.

Nancy won't say anything.

Who killed him, Anna?

I don't know.

While they're focusing on us, you need to figure out who.

It's the only way to make this go away.

What are you doing back here?

- Working. - Max...

You're off the case.

Are you OK?

- Where's the boss? - In with the suspect.

Then she doesn't need to know.

- Max... - I've put everything into working this case.

Don't you need all the help you can get?

- If Holland finds out... - If she asks questions,

I'm sitting here playing solitaire and solving burglaries,

like a good boy, OK?

- It's your funeral. - Yeah.

My client has cooperated fully with your investigation

and has answered your questions to the best of her ability.

She's had 24 hours of this - and she's been mentally

and physically drained by the whole experience.

It's our job to uncover the truth about this young man's murder.

Nancy definitely knows more than she's telling.

Look, it's nearly 11pm.

I'd like to formally request that she's allowed to go home

pending further investigation.

We are perfectly within our rights to keep Mrs Clarke for 36 hours.

I know the law, Superintendent.

But the fact is, I've advised my client to answer

no comment to every single question from now on,

right down to tea and coffee preferences.

Frankly, you're barking up the wrong tree here,

wasting valuable investigation time,

and making a mockery of human rights.

So, I'm asking you to let this innocent woman

sleep in her own bed tonight.

I might have pushed a bit hard.

Sorry.

They've got 12 hours of superintendent extension,

but I can't imagine they'll hold you longer than that.

The dodgy CCTV is... all they have.

Have they offered you something to eat?

I just want to sleep.

I'll be back first thing.

What do they always teach us...

...when you get stuck and there's a dead end?

Go back to the victim.

We've been over Jack's accounts a dozen times.

We've been focused on large amounts going in and out,

looking for a motive that isn't there.

It's the tiny regular transactions that tell us who he was,

where he went, and what he did.

He got his morning coffee from the same cafe every day.

He filled up with petrol at the same station every few weeks.

He was habitual. We know all this.

No, we're missing something.

She's coming.

I thought you'd gone home.

- Oh, I'd rather keep working. - On what?

Those break-ins... round the industrial estate.

I need to ask you some questions about Anna and her friends.

We can do it tomorrow, if it suits?

Sure.

Get some rest, Max.

You look like crap.

Hello?

Who's there?

You been here all night?

Jesus, Max.

You better put those files away before...

Check this out.

You did some colouring in.

Look at his cash withdrawals.

Yeah?

There's a pattern.

50 quid most Saturdays for the last six months.

So?

Why is he getting cash out so regular?

No-one does that these days.

Not unless it's for something specific.

50 quid most Saturdays from the same ATM.

The ATM...

...is here, Conwy Market.

Right across from this.

We know he was a gamer, he owned consoles.

If he was a regular in this place,

he must have got to know other people.

We have almost no intel on his personal life.

He didn't have one.

From what we can tell, he was Billy No-Mates.

I don't believe that.

Young, good-looking guy with money to splash around.

Holland wants us to focus on the brewery workers.

I need you to cover for me.

Fuck's sake, Max.

I owe you.

I trust that charade was worth holding my client overnight.

I'm sure we'll be talking again very soon.

And you'll be getting the same answers.

Come on, Nancy.

I can take her home.

Are you OK?

I am now.

Why did you come?

You're godmother to my kids.

You're like a sister to me.

This doesn't mean you're forgiven.

There's a piece missing.

We're getting a divorce.

How's Nance?

Oof...

She looks...

...I don't know, older.

I hope you're not feeling sorry for her.

She's still got all your savings.

There's something you both need to know.

Oh, God.

What has she done?

I told Max what happened.

- What do you mean? - The truth about... about Jack.

You did what?

I had to.

He was already suspicious...

Oh, so you gave him proof?

I didn't have a choice. I...

We had an agreement.

You should have come to us first!

We didn't get a say, Anna.

No, I...

I've made him a part of this.

Unbelievable.

Don't tell me you're OK with this?

Yeah, I get it.

Oh, now I've heard everything.

He'll figure out who did this.

Then we'll be off the hook.

It's a massive gamble, Anna.

You better be right.

I am.

You have to trust me.

- What is it, Ryan? - Tamsin's gone.

What do you mean, gone?

She's taken a bag, I don't know. I tried to stop her.

- Well, where's she going? - I don't know.

She said she didn't want to live here any more.

Wh...? Ryan, I don't have time for this.

I'm just telling you what she said.

OK, just...

Stay there, I'm going to come get you.

Sorry, I've got to go.

Excuse me.

DS Price.

I'm looking for some information on this man,

I believe he was a regular.

Do you remember seeing him?

I see a lot of people. I don't really pay attention.

Right. Anyone else work here during the day?

Only when I'm hung over.

Can I have a look at your CCTV?

You could...

...but those cameras are fake.

Isn't that Jack Evans?

Yeah.

Did you ever see him hanging around the arcade?

He came in here quite often.

A bit floaty, like.

Ordered triple shots.

Did he come in on his own, or was he ever with mates?

I'm trying to find people who might have known him socially.

Mostly on his own.

There was a couple of times he brought someone.

Do you remember when?

A month ago, maybe two months?

Any chance that's working?

I suppose we're the talk of the brewery.

You know what they're like. It'll pass.

I think Gareth wants to see you.

Why did you get arrested?

We weren't arrested, we were questioned.

They're saying Nancy's locked up.

Well, they're wrong.

Were you with Jack after the party?

Of course we bloody weren't.

Which one of you bitches stole my purse?

- No-one cares about your fucking purse! - Cat...

Psycho.

Thanks, Tish.

Right, we need to hold it together, OK?

We're going to go out there, and we're going to...

We're going to hold our heads up, all right?

I haven't seen her.

- Really? - Yeah.

You never messaged back.

- Oh, I got busy. - If you wanted to hang out...

If she calls, let us know, yeah?

- Where else would she go? - I don't know, I'm not a psychic.

- Try calling her again. - She's not picking up.

Just try.

- Nancy, I don't have... - Anna, Tamsin's here.

I... Right.

She says she won't go home.

I'll be right there. Don't let her leave.

She's at Nancy's.

Focus on the background checks and look for any business connections

between Richard Clarke and the Evans family.

Thanks.

You know, sweetheart, whatever it is you're fighting about,

I'm sure you can sort it out.

She doesn't understand.

Have you tried to explain?

Tamsin. What the hell are you playing at?

I just want you to work things out, love.

Get in the car, please.

- Tam, I'm late for work. - I'm not going home.

Well, you can't stay here.

Nancy says I can stay as long as I like.

Nancy's not your mother, and I don't want you here.

- And you're not in charge of me. - Wrong.

Mum! Get off her.

I'm sick of this!

No...! Get off!

Get off!

You have five seconds to get in that car.

You are not listening to me - I'm not fucking going home!

- She's really welcome to... - She's not staying!

You have no idea what your dad and I have been going through.

The pressure you've put us under!

Yeah, right, cos it's always about you, isn't it, Mum?!

Cos all you care about YOUR career, YOUR life!

I sacrificed everything for you two!

I was barely in my 20s when I got pregnant,

when we moved to the middle of nowhere. I... I...

We put you first for years and years,

and how do you repay that?!

By spitting in our faces

like the negative, ungrateful little shit that you are!

- I hate you! - I hate you!

I'm pregnant!

- Ryan, come on, we should... - No.

Tams, what...?

- Are you sure? - Yes.

- How are you sure? - I took a test.

- What, like a packet test? - Tam...

Tam, was it a packet test? Cos they can be wrong.

It's not wrong, Mum.

Jesus Christ.

Who's the father?

Tam...

Tam...

Who's the father, Tam?

Jack Evans.

- That's not funny. - Yeah, Mum, she's just mucking about.

- She doesn't... - It's true!

You didn't know him, you never even met him.

Yeah, I did.

Oh, no...

- Is this a joke? - No.

- Is this a joke, Tamsin? - It's not a joke.

- It's not funny. - Mum, just leave her alone.

How long have you known?

We came to tell you.

The night of the party.

Then we saw you leaving.

And then what?

Tam...

...where did you go after the party?

Well, look who it is.