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Yeah, police.

Delivery driver?

Yep.
Benjamin Akintunde.

He was wearing a lanyard
with a photo I.D. attached.

Okay.

Cause of death?

Blunt-force trauma,
back of the head.

SOCOs reckon he was hit
over the back of the head

and then pushed under the van.

Oof.
Thank you.

So, it looks like he was trying
to change a tire.

Yet we can't find any sign
of the tire iron.

SOCOs reckon it may have been
used as the murder weapon.

But what we do have
is a nice clear fingermark

in the victim's blood.

Okay, so what are we thinking,
robbery gone wrong?

I'm not sure.

He's still got his keys,
wallet, and his phone.

All we got to do now
is unlock it.

[ Siren wails in distance ]

The witness noticed the van last
night before she went to bed,

and when it was still there
this morning,

she decided to take a look.

What time did she go to bed?

Just before midnight.

That's late to be out
delivering parcels.

Control have spoken
to our victim's employers,

who've provided us with the name
and address of the next of kin,

Mrs. Marilyn Akintunde.

Okay, Rob, if you can pay
the delivery company a visit

and see why he was out
delivering parcels so late.

And Billie and I
will do the death knock.

Right.

Have you seen the detective
inspector this morning?

Not yet.

Don't worry.

Have you ever had a complaint
made against you?

A few.

None of them were upheld.

Just like this won't be.

Don't think the detective
inspector would agree.

It's David's job to make sure
the complaint is --

is properly investigated.

That's all.

I'll -- I'll talk to him.

Get him to reassure you
that he's on your side.

Thanks.

[ Knock on door ]

Yeah?

I'm Detective Constable
Billie Fitzgerald.

This is Detective Sergeant
Vivienne Cole.

Is Mrs. Akintunde home?

Uh, yeah, she's asleep.

She was out last night.

And you are?

Her son, Stephen.

We really need to speak
to your mum.

Yeah, sure.
You'd better come in.

If you just wait in there,
I'll wake her up.

Mum.

Mum.

Mum, wake up.

Mum, wake up.
The police are downstairs.

What have you done now?

Mrs. Akintunde --

Marilyn.

Please.

It's about your husband,
Benjamin.

What about him?

I'm very sorry to tell you both
that Benjamin is dead.

[ Breathes shakily ]

I'm so sorry.

Are you a police officer?

ROB: I'm Detective Constable
Rob Brady.

What's happened to Benjamin?

One of your colleagues rang
asking for a next of kin.

And you are?

Lola Smith.
This is my company.

Then I'm very sorry to inform
you that Benjamin's dead.

No.

How did he die?

He's been murdered.

[ Stephen crying ]

Poor Benjamin.

He was a lovely man.

A really lovely man.

I have to ask, Mrs. Akintunde,
where were you last night?

I went out for a few drinks.

VIVIENNE:
Okay, where did you go?

Uh, Swan and Sixpence.

Who with?

On my own.

I wasn't drinking on my own.

I've been going to The Swan
for years.

Everyone knows me.

And what time did you get back?

MARILYN:
I'm not sure.

Um, what time was it, Stephen?

About half 11:00.

And what did you do
yesterday evening?

I was -- I was here.

I was revising for my exams.

Weren't you worried when
Benjamin didn't come home?

Dad doesn't live here --

Benjamin got himself a flat
a couple of months ago.

We had a bit of a falling-out.
It was getting sorted.

Benjamin made all
of his deliveries yesterday.

How come he was out so late?

We deliver until 11:00 p.m.

ROB: Have you got any way of
tracking the route that he took?

Yeah, we should do.

Um, I'll need to speak
to our I.T. guy.

ROB:
When did you last see him?

Uh, about 6:00 p.m.
yesterday evening.

What, here?

LOLA: Yeah.
I was on my way out,

and Benjamin was getting
ready to do his rounds.

Has Benjamin worked here
for long?

I started this business
20 years ago.

Drove the first van myself.

Benjamin was driver number two.

He also ended up marrying
my big sister.

I went 'round
to Benjamin Akintunde's flat.

I don't reckon
he's been living there.

-VIVIENNE: How come?
-No personal possessions.

No clothes.
Not even a toothbrush.

So where was he living?

I rang his boss.
She couldn't tell me.

-Um, have you seen David?
-No.

He missed a meeting with the
deputy assistant commissioner

first thing, and he's
not answering his phone.

We should be doing
a witness appeal.

Why don't you do it if the
detective inspector's gone AWOL?

Yeah, I might have to.

Well, David had better
turn up soon.

The DAC is furious.

Hey.

I've brought you
some painkillers.

By the look of you,
you're gonna need them.

Benjamin Akintunde was
a loving husband and father.

This morning he was found
fatally assaulted

whilst doing his job
as a delivery driver.

We're appealing
to members of the public

to assist in our investigation.

If -- If you saw anything,
anything at all,

please call the number
on the screen.

Thank you.

BILLIE: Benjamin Akintunde,
42 years old,

married Marilyn in 2002.

Their son, Stephen, was born
a couple of years later.

Benjamin was
a part-time musician

and a full-time delivery driver.

What did he play?

Trumpet.

Going by social media,
he was pretty good.

-VIVIENNE: Any convictions?
-Benjamin was squeaky clean.

But the police were called
to the marital home

-a few weeks ago.
-Why?

BILLIE: Benjamin and Marilyn
were fighting.

The officers calmed things
down and left.

Interesting.

BILLIE:
What's even more interesting

is why the neighbors
called 999 in the first place.

They were worried
for Benjamin's safety.

-And not Marilyn's?
-[ Cellphone buzzing ]

No.

ROB:
How many weeks ago was this?

Eight.
Excuse me.

Detective Constable Fitzgerald.

Eight weeks ago is
when Benjamin moved out.

Did Marilyn strike you
as the violent type?

She struck me as a drunk.
She stank of booze this morning.

Still no sign
of the detective inspector?

Nope.

BILLIE: That was the landlord
from The Swan.

Marilyn Akintunde wasthere
last night like she said.

What Marilyn didn't tell us
was so was Benjamin.

Apparently they had a fight.

The landlord had to
ask them to leave.

-What time was that?
-BILLIE: About half 11:00.

Uh, when you say fight?

The landlord said Marilyn
was going crazy.

She threatened Benjamin.

Said she was going to kill him.

[ Knock on door ]

[ Washing machine whirring ]

Hello, Stephen.

Hello again.

We need another word
with your mum.

Um, yeah, come in.

You told us you were in The Swan
and Sixpence last night.

-That's right.
-Just chatting to the regulars?

Yeah.

We have witnesses saying
that you were with Benjamin.

Was he there?

I get these blackouts.

When did you last see your dad?

Yesterday after college.

He called around.

Why?

I texted him.

Said I needed to talk.

What about?

Moving into his place.

He said he'd think about it.

And why would you want to move?

I'm 18.

I need my own space.

Stephen, can you tell me
what happened

the night your neighbors
called the police?

It was about two months ago.

Nothing.

Just shouting.

The people next door,
they overreacted.

VIVIENNE: Your neighbors
told our officers

that they were concerned
for Benjamin's safety.

It was the night he told me
he was moving out.

After 20 years of marriage.

I was shouting at him.
Of course I was.

Why did he decide to go?

MARILYN:
Well, isn't it obvious?

I drink too much.

Lose my temper.

And that night,
did you lose your temper then?

I didn't mean to do it.

I lashed out at him,
cut his face.

The landlord at The Swan
said you were threatening

to kill Benjamin last night.

Marilyn, did you
kill your husband?

I honestly don't know.

Marilyn Akintunde,
I'm arresting you

on suspicion of the murder
of your husband,

Benjamin Akintunde.

She claims she can't remember
what she did last night.

-Do you believe her?
-[ Sighs ] Maybe.

You know, years ago, I locked up
a guy for killing his wife

who couldn't remember doing it.

Still can't.

I also asked Marilyn for the
clothes that she was wearing.

She can't find them.

I think I've got a good idea
where they might be.

[ Washing machine whirring ]

If your mother thinks she's
washed out any blood evidence,

she's got another thing coming.

She didn't put the wash on.
I did.

This is Wayne.

-Hello, Wayne.
-Hello.

Have you got Benjamin on CCTV?

Uh, yes, I do.

Uh, this is Benjamin
arriving here

at 5:48 yesterday afternoon.

Have you got CCTV
of him leaving?

Uh, yes, just after 6:00.

He loads up his van,
heads out on his round.

And doesn't come back?

WAYNE: No.

Do you track
the van's movements?

Uh, yes.

Uh, Benjamin's route
yesterday evening...

[ Keys clack ]

...matched up with
his list of deliveries

and the addresses.

So, he was busy
out delivering parcels until?

Uh, about half past 10:00.

What does he do then?

WAYNE: Well, I'd expect him
to drive back here.

But he doesn't.

Instead, the van just sits
on McFarland Road

for nearly an hour.

McFarland Road, isn't that where
The Swan and Sixpence is?

-It is, yes.
-My sister's local.

WAYNE:
The van just sits outside.

And Benjamin was there
until when?

Uh, about half past 11:00.

Then he drives around for a bit,

ends up near Felsham Court
just before midnight.

Where he was murdered.

I'm -- I'm sorry.

ROB:
It's alright. I'll go.

I just can't get my head
around it.

You know he used to
be a musician?

I heard.

He was good.

Soulful.

Since Benjamin moved out
of the marital home,

was he seeing someone new?

If he was, he didn't
talk to me about it.

Tell me about his relationship
with your sister.

Marilyn has a serious
drink problem.

And Benjamin tried to help her
over and over,

but she wouldn't help herself.

Have you spoken to her
this morning?

I've left messages,
and she hasn't rung back.

Maybe I should call 'round.

ROB:
There's no point.

I need to tell you
that Marilyn's been arrested.

For killing Benjamin?

ROB: Yeah.

You don't seriously think
she did that, do you?

We're keeping an open mind.

The fingermark that was found
at the scene,

it's not a match
for our victim's.

It's also not a match for
Marilyn or Stephen Akintunde.

Well, it doesn't mean that
we can rule them out completely.

And there's no
absolute guarantee

that the fingermark
was made by the killer.

Whoever it does belongs to, they
don't have a criminal record.

There's no match on the system.

VIVIENNE: Hmm.

No sign of
the detective inspector?

Not yet.

Have you tried ringing his wife?

No. He doesn't live
with her anymore.

So, where's he living?

Not got a clue.

How come you're not at work?

Day's leave.
I did tell you.

Have you rung in?

Not yet.

Why don't I do that for you?

Give them something
to gossip about.

That is just what I don'tneed.

The tech team have got into
Benjamin Akintunde's phone data.

-Anything interesting?
-Very.

"Ben mate, Maz in bar
off her face.

Can u take her home?"

-Who sent that?
-Tracey Fallow.

One of the barmaids at The Swan.

That's why Benjamin
went to the pub.

Okay, so he goes to the pub,
him and Marilyn have a fight,

they leave together, like they
have a hundred times before.

What's Marilyn's motivation
for killing him last night?

Maybe she found out
Benjamin was in a relationship.

-With her sister?
-How did you know?

I didn't.
But I had my suspicions.

They were definitely
in the "new love" stage.

Lots of soppy texts.

-Were they living together?
-BILLIE: Looks like it.

Plenty of talk about
what to cook for dinner.

I asked Lola Smith if Benjamin
had been seeing someone new.

She looked me in the eye
and lied her face off.

Benjamin saved this to the cloud
at 4:43 yesterday afternoon.

ROB: That looks like the inside
of the parcel depot.

VIVIENNE: So, what's so special
about those trainers?

I don't know.
But I do know one thing.

Those trainers are identical

to the pair Stephen Akintunde
was wearing this morning.

Ah.

What can you tell me
about the trainers

Stephen was wearing today?

I didn't buy them.

Stephen gets his own stuff
these days.

What's so important
about his trainers?

It's our job
to ask the questions.

When you saw Benjamin
last night,

did he tell you that he was
in a new relationship?

No.
He didn't tell me.

He didn't have to.
I worked it out.

It was written
all over his face.

[ Scoffs ]

I forced him to tell me
who she was.

[ Chuckles ] What I wasn't
expecting him to say

was that he was in love...

...with my sister.

Is that when it all kicked off
between you and Benjamin?

Yeah.
I went mad.

The landlord threw us out.

VIVIENNE:
And then what happened?

I don't --
I can't remember!

[ Sighs ]

I wish I could!
But I still can't remember.

Right, chase up forensics on
Marilyn's clothes and beddings.

We're wasting time
asking her questions.

-Okay.
-Lola Smith just called.

Stephen Akintunde's
outside her depot.

He's drunk, and he's threatening
to trash her car.

She needs to pay
for what she's done!

Your dad wouldn't have
wanted this.

STEPHEN: You shut up
about my dad!

What's this about, Stephen?

Stay away, copper!

Stay away!

Lola's your aunt, right?

Yeah!
She's my mum's sister!

She needed to stay away
from my dad.

If you put the bat down,
we can talk about this.

Stop telling me what to do!

Stephen, we need you
to come with us.

Stop right where you are!

Alright now.

It's all right.

Stephen.

I'm detaining you for
the purposes of searching you.

[ Hand cuffs click ]

Come here.

Come on, sit down.

I want your trainers.

Is this a joke?

Do I look like I'm joking?

STEPHEN: Fine, take them.
They're crap any way.

What's that?

Oh, come on.

I've never seen that before
in my life.

Stephen Akintunde, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of

the possession of
a controlled drug and affray.

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

if you do not mention
when questioned,

something which you later
rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

Let's go then. Come on.

Come on.

Why didn't you tell me
you were seeing Benjamin?

I was trying to protect
Marilyn's feelings.

It's bad enough that
her husband is dead.

You're gonna need to start
telling us the truth.

I'm sorry.

How long were you together?

A couple of months.

I'd loved him for years.

But nothing happened
while he was still with Marilyn.

I'm gonna need a full download
of your server.

And all of your CCTV
from the past 24 hours.

I'll speak to Wayne.

And we need to search
these premises.

Have you got a warrant?

Do I need to get one?

Why don't you tell me
what you're looking for?

If I were you,
I'd pray we don't find it.

Who else has got access
to this key?

Well, the keys are hung up
on a hook in the office,

so anyone could use them.

This is just
an overflow storage room.

We don't really keep
anything important in there.

I've never had alcohol before.

Because of what it does
to my mum.

It's horrible.

Is that why you threatened
your aunt with a baseball bat?

Because you'd had a drink?

My dad's dead.

It's all Lola's fault.

When did you find out
they were seeing each other?

STEPHEN: Last week.

I'd asked my dad if I could move
into his flat,

and he said
that he was giving the flat up.

Said that he'd met someone.

You told my colleague that you
thought your dad

left the trainers
in the cupboard.

STEPHEN: Yeah.

BILLIE: Why?

'Cause he came 'round
last night.

They weren't there
in the cupboard before that.

What time did he come 'round?

STEPHEN: About 5:00.

So, you found the trainers?

After dad had left.
They were my size.

I assumed that he left them
there for me

and just forgot to tell me.

[ Telephone rings ]

Detective Sergeant Cole.

Oh, hi, Yasmin.
How can I help you?

I thought you might be wondering

where Detective Inspector
Bradford is.

Yeah, we are.

He's with me.

What do you mean he's with you?
Where?

At my place.

Can you speak to
the Deputy Assistant

Commissioner's office?

Apologize on David's behalf.

Why?
What's happened?

The truth is, Vivienne,
he's in no fit state

to go into work.

Well, okay, uh, so,
what do you want me to say?

Say it's an urgent
welfare issue.

Thank you, Vivienne.

Goodbye.

We think Benjamin Akintunde
was about to blow the whistle.

We have reason to believe
that your company is being used

to import and distribute
Class-A drugs.

Sorry?

Show Ms. Smith the video.

What can you tell me
about those boxes of trainers?

Nothing.
I-I've never seen them before.

This is what was hidden
inside the trainers.

We just heard back from the lab
that that powder is heroin.

I swear.
I knew nothing about this.

Who shot that video?

Benjamin.

This must be what Benjamin
wanted to talk to me about.

Is -- is this
why he was murdered?

You didn't see anyone
bringing those boxes in?

No.

Or taking them back out again?

No, I...

No.

What would be really helpful

is if you would let us
take your fingerprints,

so that we can eliminate you
from our inquiries

once and for all.

Any joy with the CCTV
from the Parcel Depot?

No.
It doesn't make any sense.

Me and Billie have scrolled
through all five camera feeds,

and we can't find anyone
taking those trainers

in or out of the building.

Okay. Well, I heard from
the Detective Inspector.

He's not feeling so good today.
He'll be in tomorrow.

Not feeling so good?

More like the mother
of all hangovers.

Yeah, I think you're right.

That was the Incident Room.

They've had a confidential
tip-off in response

to your appeal, Sarge.

A young woman called in.

She was having a fight
with her boyfriend

about half past 12:00
this morning.

Very close to the murder scene.

Her boyfriend
was getting aggressive,

so when a man
came around the corner,

she ran to him for safety.

Only problem was the man
was spattered with blood.

Did she give a description?

Yeah. Black. Mid-30s.
Beard. Very tall.

Over six foot.

That sounds like Wayne Abbey.

Who's Wayne Abbey?

He's in charge of IT
and security

at Lola Smith's
delivery company.

Your fingerprints
were not a match

for the marks found on the van.

Of course they weren't.

How long has Wayne Abbey
worked for you?

Um, since he left school.

So, must be about 15 years.

How much are you paying him?

About 30,000 a year.

So, how can he afford
to live here?

I asked him that.
He said he came into some money.

He does go on
some amazing holidays.

I can't believe
I've been so stupid.

Oh, Wayne, did you
send the police

all of the CCTV they asked for?

Yeah.
Why are you asking?

They were going on and on
about it.

They're sending someone
to check the servers.

We've got nothing to worry
about, have we, Wayne?

No. Of course not.

Good.

Look, uh, there's only
one box missing.

Wait for them to unload.
Stand by.

Strike, strike, strike!

[ Engine starts ]

Police, get on the floor!
Get on the floor!

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Wayne Abbey, I'm arresting you

for the murder
of Benjamin Akintunde.

You do not have to say anything.

But it may harm your defense
if you do not mention

when questioned something which
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

-Do you understand?
-You're crazy.

I had nothing to do with that!

Do you want to say
anything about this?

Okay.
I'll hold my hand up

to the drugs,
but I ain't no murderer.

Wayne Abbey, I'm further
arresting you

for the supply of
controlled drugs.

Let's go.

When did you last see
Benjamin Akintunde?

Uh, yesterday afternoon.

Just before he went out
on his round.

ROB: And you're claiming you
didn't see him again after that?

No.

What did you do last night,
Wayne?

Um, I stayed in. Watched TV.

VIVIENNE: You didn't
go out at all?

No.

So how do you explain this?

That is your finger mark

found on the passenger door
of Benjamin's van.

In Benjamin's blood.

It could have happened
earlier on in the day.

Yeah, but you see,
the blood on the van

came from the blow
that killed Benjamin.

He was alive and well
earlier in the day.

Lola doesn't have a clue.

I import drugs from Turkey.

Hidden in all sorts of stuff.

How long has this been going on?

Years.

When did Benjamin find out?

A couple of days ago.

I think.

I was stashing some stuff
in the storeroom.

I thought I had the place
to myself. It was late.

But Benjamin was still
in the building.

He must have seen me
because the next day,

I heard him asking around
for the storeroom key.

So, it wasn't hanging on a hook
in the office?

No. I had them.

I thought I had the only copy,
but Benjamin must have found

a spare or something 'cause

I found him noseying around
yesterday afternoon.

Saw him take a box of trainers.

What happened next?

I moved the stuff
into a hired van.

And then, I waited for Benjamin
to go on his round.

I had to just figure out
what to do next.

So, what did you do?

I went back to the depot

and tracked where
Benjamin's van was.

And then I flagged down a cab
and got dropped

a couple of streets away
from where he was parked up.

He was changing a tire
when I got there.

I offered to cut him
in on the action.

You know, I said Lola
is rolling in cash,

why shouldn't we make
a few extra quid, you know?

How did that go down?

He said he was gonna show Lola
the trainers

and tell the police.

I couldn't let him do that.

So?

So, I picked up the tire-iron,

and I hit Benjamin
over the head with it.

Did you know, Wayne, Benjamin
never opened up the trainers?

What do you mean?

We reckon he never knew
about the drugs.

We reckon he thought you were
just flogging

some knock-off trainers.

That's probably why he wasn't
excited about

getting a cut of the action.

I never meant to hurt anyone.

I just...

I just wanted a bit
of what Lola's got.

Have you seen the car
she drives?

What about the, uh,
blood on my clothes?

It wasn't Benjamin's blood.
It was yours.

I do fall over.

A lot.

We can arrange for you to see
some agencies.

Grief counseling.

Addiction.

I'd like that.

Thanks.

Thanks.

There's someone outside
who'd like to see you both.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I understand
they're still angry.

Right, I've got
bedtime stories to read.

Do you mind finishing
up the paperwork?

Yeah, fine.
You owe me one, though.

You can hold me to that.

-Night.
-Night.

I was going to shoot, too.

Something I said?

What are you looking at?

Vacancies.

In other units.

You don't have to do that.

I'll sort it.

I promise.

Good night.

BILLIE: Night.

[ Sighs ]

Come in.

Hello, Vivienne.

What's going on, David?

Just tell her, David.
Tell her the truth.

All I'm asking you...

Try to understand why
I've done what I've done.