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"Control to all units. A serious assault, Pencross College.

Victim identified as Abigail Lincoln.

Ambulance in attendance."

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The victim's name is Abigail Lincoln. She's the college art teacher.

She was found this morning, very early, serious head injuries,

by a guy called Harry Webster. Uh-huh.

He's the guy who made the 999 phone call.

He also administered first aid. He is the college maintenance guy. This place is undergoing a renovation.

No weapon as yet, but we have found his toolbox.

We've shipped Mr Webster off to the station to get his clothing forensicated for elimination.

Glad to see that you haven't forgotten how to do the job.

This is the head teacher of the college, Rory... Rory O'Hanlon.

Martha Bellamy, I'm the detective inspector on this.

There's so much blood. I'll get this cleaned up as quickly as possible. How is Abigail?

The situation is serious, but she's at the hospital, she's in surgery. We'll keep everybody posted.

Obviously, we have a possible exit point here.

This door here was locked? Yes, it's locked and it leads out onto another corridor.

Have you got CCTV on that? None of it's operational with this construction work going on.

Except for the main gate, of course. What about keys?

Yes. Can you open that for us? Yeah. Anyone else hold keys? Harry Webster.

All right. Nice guy?

Er, Abigail, she came to me yesterday.

She... reported Harry for being abusive towards her, verbally abusive towards her.

Physically? No. What did you do about it?

Well, I felt like I had no option but to fire him.

I told him he could finish the rest of the week here. You have to understand,

Harry was convicted of manslaughter, a crime of passion. He found his wife in bed with another man.

He served his time... Mr O'Hanlon, you have to appreciate that, from our point of view,

that puts him right in the frame.

This is, erm, Liz Maitlin. She's the lesbian partner.

If we can get you down to the hospital. I'll take her.

Are you sure? Absolutely. Great.

Boss, sarge. Charlie. Did I hear the name Abigail Lincoln on the radio

as the victim? Yep. She made a harassment claim

against someone who works here at the college. She accused him of stalking her.

Abigail came into the station a couple of weeks ago

complaining of constant silent phone calls, abusive text messages.

Right. Did you manage to identify a suspect? She accused the handyman,

a guy called Harry Webster. Oh, hello.

What? Harry Webster made the 999 phone call.

OK, Charlie, why was Abigail so convinced that it was this handyman guy?

She found out that he had served eight years for manslaughter.

She didn't think he should be working around the kids, she made her views clear and they clashed.

I've got Harry at the station. Find out his movements in the last 24 hours.

There's the CCTV. Yeah. Down here.

Excuse me.

Yes, hello. Hi. You're the police, right?

That's right, yes. What's happened to Abi? Is she OK?

Are you a student, my love? Yes. What is your name?

Melissa. Melissa Parker. Just pop inside.

I mean, she seems like she's a very popular teacher.

Yeah. Everybody's wishing her well in her recovery.

Have you been aware of anything going on with Abigail?

Erm, well, a little. There's been some messages going around. Erm...

What type of messages? She has a blog online.

I think she's been getting a lot of abuse from it.

It's not very nice comments. People have written nasty stuff.

There was a text message that went round. Do you have it? Yeah, I do.

OK, my colleague's gonna get all these details. I appreciate your help with this. Thank you.

Can you open it up? Yeah.

I don't know who sent it, but everybody's talking about it.

Everyone seems to know. OK.

Have you received anything else from this sender? No. Let me get a quick copy

and then I'll take your address, telephone number and details.

You don't know who did this, do you? She's gonna be OK?

I can't go into any detail at the moment, unfortunately.

Right, Harry, why don't you tell me your version of what happened?

I've already been through this. Go through it again.

I went to the art room to collect my toolbox,

found Abigail, called 999, tried to resuscitate her with first aid.

Hence the blood on your clothes, you were trying to help.

So take me through your relationship with Abigail.

We didn't have much of a relationship, didn't get on that well.

Why's that? I just had a bit of a problem with her.

You know, her and her girlfriend. Why?

I just don't really agree with that type of thing. What type of thing?

You know, like, two guys or two girls together.

Homosexuality you think is a problem

and you had an issue with Abigail's sexuality?

That's why we tended to avoid each other.

Have you got a mobile phone? Yeah, everyone's got a mobile phone.

I'm asking because the number you gave me when I spoke to you three weeks ago has been disconnected.

Do you have a new phone? I lost the other one so I bought a pay-as-you-go.

So since the last time we spoke,

there have been some new comments on her blog posts along the same vein as the others. Have you seen them?

Yes. Did you write them? No. But you've been on there and had a look.

Some of them were quite funny.

Funny? Some of them, yeah.

That's interesting, cos I'd call them vile and obscene.

Elizabeth Maitlin made an allegation of criminal damage

relating to an incident last night in which Abigail's car door

was kicked with such force that it left a boot print.

You very helpfully gave us your clothes this morning

in relation to Abigail's assault... Look, before you go on... ..amongst which were your boots,

the tread mark of which match the print on Abigail Lincoln's car door.

Do you know how long I've been trying to get a job around here?

Just when things started to work out and then she fucking gets me sacked.

I'm gonna arrest you for criminal damage and harassment.

You do not have to say anything. It may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned...

You're gonna arrest me? I just did. Do you understand?

Oh, this is shite. Do you understand?

Yes.

I know I made a mistake. Thanks a million for taking me back.

Eyes are on you, Jack. All right?

I want you to know, I'm ready to go.

I've moved on from it if you have.

Last chance, I guess.

But I'm damn glad you're back. Thanks, boss.

Did you miss me? Just don't fuck it up, all right?

Doctors have said that they've had to put Abigail Lincoln into an induced coma,

so things are not looking good for her.

Her partner Liz, who's also a teacher at the college, is at the hospital.

Listen, I was able to trace those text messages, the ones that were sent to all the students

with the link to the abusive blog. I traced it to an unregistered pay-as-you-go.

That same phone was the one that made all those silent phone calls to Abigail two weeks ago.

I wanted to run a cell site on that phone three weeks ago.

If we had more than a fiver to run each investigation, I would've done!

Well, your budget just got a bit bigger, Charlie, so...

Can you join me on the roof, please? Yep. Yeah? Thanks.

Right, let's get this over with. I'm very sorry how everything worked out at the end of the Shaffer case.

It's my job to tell you, as your detective sergeant, as your friend,

just that now that I'm back, I'm gonna make you my number one priority.

I know you're feeling responsible and guilty for what's happened.

It's not your fault. OK? You're a fucking great cop.

You've done the best job you can with the time and resources available and the fucking budget.

I appreciate you trying to make me feel better,

but frankly, I made the wrong call. That's what this comes down to. I should've kicked it upstairs.

I made the decision not to pursue the cell site. Budgets, fuck it, it doesn't make a difference.

Because of what I did, Abigail might die, I made the wrong decision.

You're the type of detective

who always thinks you're the first one to ever have made a mistake.

We've all made wrong decisions in our time.

But it's what you do to correct that wrong decision that counts.

Guys, guys. Cell site's back on the phone.

Charlie, this one's for you. Our stalker is not Harry.

So, our cell site results bring us to that phone

used by this young lad here.

What do we think, student? Definitely. He must be.

Why don't I take that to Rory O'Hanlon, see if he recognises him? Good idea.

Mr O'Hanlon?

Quick question. This is a CCTV image from outside the front gate.

Do you recognise this kid? It's my stepson, Dylan. I don't understand. Why do you want to talk to Dylan?

There's gotta be some sort of misunderstanding. Dylan isn't violent.

He's got no reason to stalk Abigail. What kind of kid is Dylan?

He spends a lot of time in his room.

Don't most kids? Where's his mum?

She died ten years ago, committed suicide. Sorry to hear that.

He's a good kid!

He's an excellent kid. Sarge!

Yeah. You got something? Yeah. Come check it out.

Mr O'Hanlon, you stay here. We have some more questions to ask you.

Phone, Charlie. Yep, good.

There's shitloads of calls here. When was the last one?

The last one was at 6am this morning. Jesus.

OK, so that's definitely the phone he's been using to harass Abigail. Everything all right? Yeah, perfect.

Thanks. Listen, does Dylan have a laptop? Yeah.

We'll need to take that as evidence. What's going on?

Tech team are back with the results from Dylan's laptop and phone.

It's definitely Dylan who's been sending the abusive messages.

Some of the stuff he wrote was vile. He must fucking hate her. What annoys me,

they still haven't found the weapon. Nothing at the house? No, nothing.

Dylan Kennedy has used his Oyster card. All right? Just got off the tube.

Yeah, that's Dylan. Just let me out here.

Dylan!

Stop!

Oh, Jesus.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of harassment and... Jesus!

..harassment and attempted murder. You don't have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention something you... It wasn't me.

Do you understand? Yeah! It wasn't me! Keep going.

We will deal with the stalking

and harassment of Abigail Lincoln, then we'll deal with the attempted murder.

I didn't do that. That wasn't me.

That wasn't me. I didn't do... I did harass her. I did send the texts

and I did make the calls. What are you talking about?

I posted the stuff on her... On her blog? Yeah.

Some pretty vile and malicious things, Dylan.

Do you have any idea how you made Abigail Lincoln feel?

Do you have any idea how much hell she was going through?

Yeah. Why? Dylan, why... Mr O'Hanlon. Mr O'Hanlon.

In class sometimes, she, erm, she touched my arms a couple of times

and I thought that meant I should ask her out.

I thought that meant that she liked me.

And she... And she laughed.

She said she was a lesbian, she laughed.

And I didn't expect her to laugh.

I wasn't expecting it off her.

And...

..it pissed me off. I wanted to piss her off.

OK. Look, why don't we... go through your movements this morning

and get a timeline? Why don't we start with that? Yeah.

I was in bed. I didn't get up until noon. That's a hell of a lie-in.

Yeah. Is there anyone who can corroborate that?

Your stepfather, for example?

No, he was at work. How did you get the cut on your face?

It's quite nasty. Can you just... Sorry, can you just turn your head

to the right, please? Wow.

Was it a punch? I was pushed against a wall.

Dylan, did you attack Abigail Lincoln this morning?

No. Because if you did, now is... Just answer. Mr O'Hanlon, I'm gonna ask you to leave.

Answer the question. I didn't.

I did the other stuff. I did.

But I didn't hurt her. I wouldn't do that.

Have you used your toolbox today, Harry? No.

Where is it? It's in the art room.

Can you give me a list of what's in it?

There's a hammer, a screwdriver,

pliers, wrench, extra screws, wires... Wrench?

Yeah, a wrench. There was no wrench when we looked in it this morning.

So you don't know where it is?

Abigail Lincoln was attacked this morning. We know Harry Webster was on the premises.

Do we know anything that happened before that?

I went through Abigail Lincoln's email account.

She was planning to meet the college governor this morning. Why?

No idea. I got onto the governor. He said Abigail refused to talk about it over the phone,

she would only talk in person. Speak to Abigail's partner, Liz. She might know.

How's Abigail?

It doesn't look good. The, erm, consultant came a minute ago

and said that some shards of skull have compressed the brain tissue

and they don't know the extent of the damage.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Is it all right if I sit down? Yeah. Thanks.

Erm...

I wanted to ask you about Abigail's meeting this morning.

I understand that she had arranged to see the chairman of the college governors. Yeah.

Do you know what about? I do, yeah. She was pretty stressed about it.

Basically, she found out that a member of staff

was having an affair with a student.

Which member of staff and which student? She wouldn't tell me. I tried.

How many members of staff are there?

About 30. OK.

And you couldn't get out of her who it was? No. I tried, but Abigail's pretty principled.

Erm, thank you for that. It's been really helpful.

I need to talk to you about Abigail's meeting

that she was supposed to have this morning with the college governor.

Do you have any idea what that meeting might have been about?

I...

The college... No.

Erm, I didn't know about that.

There's a rumour going round that

one of the teachers is screwing one of the kids at the college.

Is that true?

My college?

No, no, of course that's not true.

Are you sure? Yes. Yes. Yes, I'm sure. Rumours like this happen all the time, OK?

Most of the time, it's just children living out their fantasies.

Nine times out of ten, it's just hearsay. But it does happen.

Of course it happens, just not in my college.

So I need to just go over your alibi again. OK. Where you were.

What time did you arrive at the college?

Er... I left my house

and arrived at the college just after Harry had found...

..had found Abigail.

Do you have anyone that can verify that? Liz. Liz.

I met her at the gates. That's Abigail's partner, isn't it? Yes.

So Rory's alibi checks out.

He told me he was meeting Liz at the front gates of the college at 8:28.

What slightly disturbs me, though, is I got FIU to check Rory's bank statements

to see if there was anything unusual. Last week, he paid ?2,000 into Harry Webster's account. Why?

Sorry this is taking so long.

It's piping hot so be careful. Thank you. What's the story with the two grand you paid into Harry's account?

Er, he... was behind on his rent.

I gave him an advance on his wages.

It was nothing, I was just trying to help him out.

OK. Sugar? No, no, that's fine.

So tell me why Rory O'Hanlon put ?2,000 into your bank account.

Cos I don't think he was just making a nice gesture.

We went out for a few drinks.

He got hammered, told me he was having an affair with a pupil.

Rory O'Hanlon said this? Aye. Which pupil?

Melissa. Melissa who? I don't know her second name.

What does Melissa look like?

Blonde, 5'7" or something.

So you blackmailed Rory into... No, I didn't blackmail Rory.

I just woke up the next day and there was two grand in my account.

He obviously realised what he'd done and gave me some money so I wouldn't say anything.

You're the one shagging her.

Are you or are you not

having a relationship

with a student at your college?

Harry Webster told us.

You're shagging a student, Rory, yes or no?

Rory O'Hanlon, I'm arresting you for breach of position of trust.

You do not have to say anything though it may... Sorry. Anything you do say may be used in evidence.

Do you understand?

Yes.

So let's run through the reasons why you didn't like Abigail Lincoln.

You are a homophobe, correct?

She got you fired from your job.

She accused you of harassment.

Let's go through the reasons why Rory O'Hanlon doesn't like her.

She found out about his affair with a student,

she was gonna blow the whistle, which would've lost him his job and ruined his career.

So we have two people for whom it would be very convenient if she disappeared

and a large sum of money moving from one to the other.

Let me spell out for you what that means to me.

I think that Rory paid you to attack Abigail.

Yeah, that's what I think.

You're in cloud cuckoo land. You've already proved yourself more than capable of being violent.

You're saying I'm a hitman now? You got let out of your sentence early

because you've proven you're no longer a danger to society. I'm not sure if I buy it.

I don't think you have changed. You don't fucking know anything about me!

I think you're more than capable of doing what happened to Abigail Lincoln,

you have every motive to do so, and ?2,000 is a lot of money.

I don't care what you believe!

It's what you can prove, sweetheart! All right?

Was that two grand the only payment that went in... Been onto the hospital, guys.

Sadly, Abigail Lincoln has passed away, I'm afraid, massive stroke,

so we are dealing with a murder enquiry.

Right, yes, Rory's alibi is watertight, but the guy is involved

in some way in Abigail's murder. Problem is, only thing we've got on Rory is breach of position of trust.

So we're gonna charge him and bail him.

Also, because Rory won't substantiate the blackmail charge

against Harry Webster, we're gonna bail him, too. Do the paperwork.

It's back to square one essentially. This is fucking beyond square one.

Thank you for getting that all out. Sign the form and you're free to go.

Don't go on any holidays, though. This is police harassment. What?

You wasting my time. Me conducting an investigation is harassment?

Maybe you could conduct it a bit better. I've got my eye on you. Cheerio! Prick.

Melissa, thank you for coming in to help us with our enquiries.

What can you tell me about your relationship with Rory O'Hanlon?

How did it start? I met him on my first day of college.

He came up to me, introduced himself.

He was... really polite...

..really kind, funny.

He told me I was really pretty.

Did your relationship begin before you turned 18?

What does it matter? Melissa...

Yes, but I'm legal. It doesn't matter.

Did anyone else know?

Rory and I had an argument.

Abigail asked me what was wrong. Abigail Lincoln? Yeah, yeah.

She asked me if I was OK and I told her everything.

She... clearly decided that she would go and tell Rory.

He got really mad.

So mad, in fact, that he broke up with me.

That must've made you pretty angry. I told her that in confidence.

She had no place to tell anyone about that.

It was a really bitchy thing she did to me.

She died from her injuries not long ago.

So if it was serious before,

it's critical now, because it's become a murder enquiry.

Look, Rory will be investigated for breach of trust. Why?

He has a duty of care towards you as one of his students

and he neglected that. He... You were under 18 when your relationship began.

But I'm legal! He hasn't done anything wrong!

Look, why don't you take my card

and if you think of anything

or if you need me, then call.

Oh, Charlie, how did you go? Er, interesting.

I don't think Rory O'Hanlon is the only one with a good reason to want Abigail dead.

Melissa Parker is the one who told Abigail about the affair.

Abigail confronts Rory, Rory breaks up with Melissa and she's really not happy about it.

OK, look at those wounds.

Do you think a small 18-year-old girl can inflict that much damage?

Don't be ridiculous. When I was 18, just as well as I could now,

I could've battered the shit out of someone with a wrench. I had to tell her that Abigail had died

and it gave her... a second of pause maybe before it was back to,

"What's gonna happen to Rory? I love him."

It was just... She was weird and cold and shifty

and there's just something not right about her. Are you saying Melissa could feasibly have killed Abigail?

Yeah.

This little gem turned up on Orden Street, camera eight.

That's Melissa Parker, isn't it? Yes, it is.

She was taking off her bag, wasn't she? Oh, yes, she did.

Melissa comes down this street and the car was here, so it's this one.

I'm not sticking my hands down there. Hello?

Who's that? Er, I don't know. Unknown number, called and then hung up. Hold on a sec.

"Hi, this is my voicemail..." Jack. Yeah? "Sorry I can't take your call..." It's Melissa Parker.

"Thanks!" Why would she call me and then just hang up?

Guys? Yep? Oh, hello. Monkey wrench.

OK, that's good. Found it in the drain in Orden Street,

which is where Melissa disposed of it. Result!

I haven't forensicated for DNA, fingerprints yet,

but it looks like you were right about Melissa.

What's niggling me, though, is this silent phone call. Nothing on the phone, then she hangs up.

I just... I rang her parents, they've not seen her all day.

The phone's going straight through to voicemail. I gave her my card and said,

"If you need anything, if you wanna tell me anything, call me." So maybe she's calling to confess,

maybe she's on the run. Well, we need to find her.

Let's put a live cell site on Melissa's phone, OK? Let's try and catch up with her. Yep.

OK. Charlie, your boyfriend's downstairs.

I have one of those now? Harry Webster.

We just can't keep you away, Mr Webster, can we? Have you seen this?

What? A printout from the school message board.

That's Melissa saying she was the one who attacked Abigail.

So it wasn't me, like I've been saying.

Why were you on the school message board? I was just looking to see if anybody had put any information up.

That confession that Harry brought in, Melissa's confession to the online forum,

I traced that back to Melissa's phone.

The live cell site led SOCOs to the river.

I'm certain that that scrap of material caught on the railings matches

the dress that Melissa was wearing, the light-coloured dress with the stars on it.

Everything looks like suicide, but...

Shame. Yes? A body matching Melissa's description

has washed up at Limehouse Reach. There you go.

Mr O'Hanlon, thanks very much for coming back in.

Er, sit down, please. I'm OK.

I'd like you to sit down. Thank you.

Listen, I'm sorry to be the one to have to tell you this, but Melissa Parker's dead.

Yeah, I'm sorry. She's dead.

But she confessed... to Abigail Lincoln's murder.

Jesus. Mm.

So she committed suicide. What? Apparently.

Had she ever expressed to you in the past

any sort of suicidal tendencies?

Yeah.

Is that a yes? Yes. Yes.

It's one of the main reasons why I was afraid to break up with her.

There is an officer you can talk to

if you're feeling emotional. No.

No?

I am... sorry... You're free to go, Mr O'Hanlon. Thanks.

Thank you very much.

Melissa's confession's still bugging me. Post-mortem is in.

Melissa Parker's injuries are not consistent with a body hitting the water.

These are defensive wounds, fingernails broken, bruising to the temple.

So Melissa Parker did not commit suicide, she was murdered.

Do you wanna take this one? Yep.

Harry. What is it now? How's it going?

We're gonna have a quick chat down at the station. What about?

Best to talk about it at the station. I've answered your questions.

Get in the car or we arrest you. Let go of your bag. I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder.

Suspicion of murder? You don't have to say anything though is may harm your defence...

This is bollocks. Do you understand? Yes. Thank you.

You've fucking made a mistake again.

You made a mistake again. In the car.

You have killed in anger before,

so in my mind, it's not a massive leap to think that you killed Abigail

because there are a number of reasons that you despised her. I told you, I didn't kill Abigail!

And I didn't kill Melissa!

You're just putting things together, trying to piece this to make it fit onto me and it doesn't fit!

It doesn't fit! You're a violent man, Harry Webster.

Let's not forget that you killed your wife.

Yes, I killed my wife, and I haven't been able to forget about it for eight years!

Every day I have to live with that, all right?

Every day. And I am fucking sorry that it happened

and it's the biggest mistake of my life.

But I did not kill Abigail and I did not kill Melissa.

Forensics on the wrench are back in.

So it's definitely our murder weapon.

The blood and the skin fragments, et cetera, on the business end belong to Abigail Lincoln.

On the handle, we have Melissa Parker's DNA.

No great surprise, we've got Harry Webster's DNA.

Also no great surprise, but we have Rory O'Hanlon's DNA, as well. Ooh.

What if Melissa's confession's bullshit?

Maybe Melissa is just weapon disposal. She'd do fucking anything for him.

So with the silent call, is that now a distress call, do we think?

Can we find out exactly where Melissa Parker was when she made that call to you, Charlie?

CCTV footage from Craven Street, where Melissa made her silent phone call to you. Guess who's with her.

This is the money shot. Ah. Here she is, right, making a phone call to you.

Rory, pissed off, rounds the car, shoves her in.

I reckon he drives off, murders her, dumps her in the river, then he takes her phone,

writes that confession, posts it on the forum to make it look like suicide, he's off scot free.

Spoken to the Garda. Rory O'Hanlon has no criminal record in Ireland,

but they did have some juicy nibbets for us.

This is a picture of Rory's wife, now deceased, Louise O'Hanlon.

How did she die, Jack? Unexplained death.

Domestic drowning, which has all sorts of alarm bells ringing. Yeah.

There are four open cases in the Republic that I know of,

all unexplained deaths, all domestic drownings,

and terrifyingly, Rory O'Hanlon was living in the vicinity of all of these women

at the time of their death. Jesus Christ, he's a serial killer.

"Control to all units.

Suspect Rory O'Hanlon sighted at Pencross College." OK, we're on our way.

There's another sighting of Rory at the college.

Vince, with me. Charlie, we'll take the third floor. I'll take lower hall and stairs. Phillip, with me.

This is huge. Check there.

Rory? Rory... Rory!

Jack! Jack, subject sighted! He's on foot! Received!

We're on second floor, heading to you now.

Down! He's downstairs!

Charlie, hold position. Coming to you now. Jesus!

Oh, Jesus. Control from DC Steele.

"Control, go ahead." We've lost sight of the subject in the basement.

Continuing to search. This place is a fucking maze.

Cover off that route. Keep on channel 12.

Phil? Are you OK?

Control from DC Steele. Urgent assistance. Officer down. Ambulance required.

We're continuing the search. "Control. Received."

Charlie, clarify position.

Charlie, clarify position. Charlie?

Fuck, she's gone to clicks.

Officer close to subject, unable to talk. On the way. All units, radio silence.

Charlie. I swept down here. There are multiple entrances and exits.

He could be anywhere. I've heard him down here but it's like a fucking rabbit warren. Rory! Stop!

Subject sighted. He's on foot. Rory, stop!

Stop, Rory. Rory, stop, stop, stop. Drop the bag. Drop the fucking bag. Drop the fucking bag!

Rory, I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder. You don't have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention something you later rely on in court. Do you understand?

Do you understand? Do you understand? Yes.

For fuck's sake. We got him.

The bag we took off Rory when we arrested him had a shirt in it that was covered in blood.

I sent it down to forensics but I'm willing to bet the blood is Abigail Lincoln's. You see on the CCTV

Rory apparently arriving at the college at 8:28.

He's wearing a brown checked shirt, so he's obviously attacked Abigail and changed his shirt.

Oh, my God, that's two women in 24 hours.

In the bag that you were desperately clutching when we arrested you was a shirt covered in blood

and the blood belongs to Abigail Lincoln.

Abigail wasn't planned.

I tried to persuade her not to tell about myself and Melissa's relationship.

She was quite stubborn about it.

I saw red, picked up the nearest thing to me, which was a wrench...

..and crushed her skull in.

How did Melissa end up with the wrench?

Melissa was waiting for me there in the basement.

She wanted to see if I'd persuaded Abi not to say anything.

And I guess, in my own way, I had.

And I told her to get rid of the wrench.

This is you with... Melissa.

Sort of manhandling her

into the car.

Not long after that, she died.

She's a good girl.

She was a good girl. She was a good girl.

I'll miss her.

You groomed her, didn't you?

You picked her out the minute she set foot in that college,

someone who could just do your bidding, who you saw as weak and naive.

She was absolutely besotted with you and you abused that.

Defence wounds. Look at these pictures.

Look at them. Look at her fingers. Look at her neck.

Before you shoved her into that car and drove her to that river,

she made a silent call to me, which was a cry for help, I understood,

but not in the way that I thought it was.

She wasn't try to confess to something she felt so guilty for,

she was terrified of you because you were about to kill her.

Look at her hands. Look at her hands. Look at the pictures, Rory!

She was 18. 18.

Do you have anything to say for yourself?

Who's that?

Ohh.

That's Louise.

Your wife. Now deceased.

Melissa Parker.

Your lover. Now deceased.

They look pretty similar, don't they?

Any other similarities about them you wanna tell me about? No?

Melissa Parker

was rushed.

Not as rushed as Abigail, of course.

Louise...

Louise was meticulous in its planning.

It took me months.

That's why I was never suspected for it. It really was quite beautiful.

What, you're getting sloppy now, is that it?

Don't judge me at those two, Jack.

OK, Rory.

Who are these four women?

Ohh.

Ohh. Wow. This...

I don't know who that is. She must've killed herself for real.

You're still missing one, though.

She's my favourite.

You say we're still missing one?

So beautiful.

I'll show you another beautiful lady.

Yeah. Ohh.

It's Mummy, isn't it? She topped herself.

How old were you? Eight.

So ultimately, she abandoned you, didn't she?

What would she think now?

Of you?

She'd be pretty disappointed.

Why do we feel that we need to compartmentalise everything?

Why do we feel that we need to define what man does?

What if there is no reason?

Is that so frightening?

What if the man just wants to kill the fucking bitch

cos the fucking bitch was acting like a fucking bitch?

Why does it always have to come back to the mother?

What did she do that was so wrong?

I'd press that panic button now if I were you.

Bitch! Fucking bitch! You fucking bitch!

Sit down! You bitch!

I don't know, we don't often get happily ever after, do we, Charlie,

but this one, my God, he just made my blood curdle.

Today was a new low for me. I've never seen anything quite like it. How's he been today?

Best behaviour for once. It pains me to say, I'm actually quite pleased to have him back.

I think you did a fantastic job today. Thank you.

I actually got you a present, as well.

That's the paperwork. See you later.

Oh, you're such a cock!

I can do this tomorrow, right?

"A badly burned woman was rescued after being dumped in the Thames."

Sian Jenkins. She went missing in 2012.

They got back to me on the DNA under Sian Jenkins' fingernails.

It belongs to someone who's been registered missing since 2005,

someone called Josephine Wilson, disappeared when she was eight.

It cannot be just a coincidence that the DNA from one missing person

has been found under the fingernails of another missing person.

Where has she been for nine years?

I have some news about Josie.

We believe she may be alive, Mr Wilson.

Josie? Josie! Josie!

I don't want you! I want my daddy!

Neil Jenkins, on the night his daughter disappeared,

he lied about his whereabouts. He was in the red-light district.

This is Josie Wilson. Do you know her?

You had it in for me from the minute you set eyes on me. Victimisation!

Josie, none of your family have seen you for nine years.

Where have you been?

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