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Sonia's dead. She went under a train.

I don't know how to deal with this.

I was having a thing with Sonia Baker.

Do you know him? I was his campaign manager.

Kelvin Stagg died the same day as Sonia. We think she was murdered.

One call on the day they both died.

He rang her that morning.

He was a nice boy.

If there's anything valuable, we do a deal with the owner.

'He has no idea who you are. He'll never repeat who gave him this.'

Do the police need to know who got this?

The survivor is a motorcycle courier.

He can identify the killer. He needs protecting.

If my officer died because you've got information, you'll be sorry.

You wouldn't bloody listen, would you!

The briefcase is evidence. We shouldn't keep it from the police.

We don't know it IS evidence. A revolver and surveillance on Sonia Baker!

The police think she committed suicide.

We know she didn't.

We suspect she might not have.

Somebody took a shot at the only surviving witness and killed a policeman this far away from me!

Are you OK, Della? I only just got your message.

If I knew what we were going to the police with, fine.

We don't.I can wait outside. No, you should brief Helen.

No. You've just said even we don't know what we're talking about yet.

If you need good Westminster intelligence, Helen's the best. That wasn't a question!

Oil is like blood. Everybody needs it, but nobody wants to seriously confront shortage or supply.

Europe dislikes oil because it distrusts the fact that the supply is mainly out of its hands.

The US or the Middle East. This is understandable, but not helpful.

Um...I thought I was to complete the submission before taking questions.

You're representing the Environmental Alliance?Yes.

I heard this in Mexico three years ago when you represented the oil industry.

I've never represented the oil industry.

Your salary came from the Stamford Clark Institute.An independent, scientific, educational lobby, yes.

It's not a charitable organisation.

I'm an academic. My perspectives are only for hire because I believe what I say.

Don't try to belittle me because I'm outnumbered.

Being 11 hours from Texas doesn't mean we don't know a ten-gallon hat from a ten-dollar hooker.

On the record, I resent that remark.

Did you know that the Environmental Alliance, a public charity in Wyoming, is jointly funded,

about 15 bank accounts down the line which took some homework,

by five different oil corporations?

I did not.Then take this document and revise your independent status as an academic.

I will make a formal complaint to your government

and write to each of you outlining independent opinions

that your Chairman has obstructed.

Good day.

APPLAUSE

PHONE RINGS Yeah?

Cal, can you talk?'Who's asking?'

Anne.'Eh?'Anne Collins.

Anne, sorry. What time is it? Oh, shit!

Stephen went back to his own flat yesterday.

'How are you?'I was fine till 7.30. Do you know Andrew Wilson?

'Spin doctor.'He says the Mail have a document that proves Stephen was going to leave me.

Is that true?'Well, we're going to read it tomorrow, so it must be.'

A document from where?

I don't know yet. Actually, I didn't know who to ring for advice and I could do with a favour.

Anne can't stay at my house.Have they not got hotels in Manchester?

She wants to grill me about Stephen and she can't do that.

You live on your own, you need company.Not your kind of company. No!No what?

Nothing.What?Mind your nose.

People used to have lots of conversations in front of me. What does that tell you?

I've asked Pete in. He needs to cover for Helen

and I don't want him yakking... speculating.

I know when to keep my mouth shut.

You stay on the Westminster desk with responsibility to Cal and Della for this story only.OK.

The Daily Mail say they have a document proving you were about to leave your wife.What?

Faxed anonymously to the Mail at ten past seven this morning. But the details check out.

Why did you go to an estate agent with Sonia Baker?

She hated where she was living. She was always looking around.

The registration form at the estate agent has your private phone number.

OK, Andrew, listen.

We were just talking about looking for somewhere to live.Together? What do you want me to say?

Quite a lot. Do you recognise that handwriting?

No.Definitely not your wife's? Definitely not.Good.

Anne's arriving in a couple of hours.You tell her before me?

Jesus!Stephen!

Stephen... Anne's on the train. I didn't beg her.

I just discussed the problem. I can handle the situation, but only one thing at a time.

The favour you return is not looking a mess. Go about your scheduled business till I call you.

We're all agreed. You present as a man with domestic problems, but not without rationale.

Who's we? Unfortunate domestic situation that any man might find himself in.

Apologetic, fine, contrite, fine, but not a bloody mess!

OK.

Why does the party want Stephen to do a press conference?Good start.

The Mail says he was about to leave his wife.He's only an MP.

He's Chairman of the Energy Select, so he's one to watch. Everybody I talk to tips Stephen Collins

for the Cabinet.The spin doctors have talked Anne Collins into appearing beside him.

She's on the 9.30 train from Manchester. They'll announce it at 12. She's due on the podium at 3,

so they can brief her on what to say when.Is he confirming or denying a long-term affair now?

How should I phrase that? Had your girlfriend not died, would you have left your wife for her?

That's a fair question, translated into adult.

Mrs Collins? Helen Preger. Did you know Stephen's relationship with Sonia would cost you your marriage?

Who told you I was here? I'm after an intelligent reaction before the tabloids get it.

I've got a car outside. What paper are you from? Herald.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Anne?'Is Helen Preger one of yours?'Yeah. Sorry about that.

But she's a grown-up and it'll buy me some favours if you talk to her.

Well, I'm not gonna talk here. You can come in the car with me.

Thanks.

Did you come into work just to give me a pasting for last night?This is a team story.

We share information, whether it suits you or not.

If that's not a deal, I'll ask Cameron for a transfer.

Fine.

Collins told you it was just a fling with Sonia Baker?

Yeah.So he lied to you?

I don't know.

Have you asked him?

I'm still trying to reach him.

He'd ring when he wanted you believing anything he said.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Stephen?

Angela? Della Smith. Have you heard anything about this document the Mail's got hold of?

"A Well-wisher."

That's not for circulation. It goes without saying.

I thought that only two people knew we had gone looking for flats.

Which is more than you're telling me.

I've got to go. If you find anything out, you tell me first.

Could Sonia's parents have this information?

Her parents hate my guts. They'd have put their name on it.

Will the Minister reconsider the possibility of producing a report

on the current levels of debt in households across the country, in particular, low income households?

Evidence shows that debt is spiralling out of control

and families not able to cope are playing straight into the hands of the loan sharks...

VOICE FADES INTO BACKGROUND

Liz.Callum.

Did Collins give you this?

Is that a 6 or an 8?9-4-6. Are you gonna tell me what he's saying now?

I didn't get it from him.

Listen, do you think we can trace this number?

Please. Can you find out where it was faxed from?

I'd known for some time about Stephen's relationship with Sonia.

We'd agreed to dissolve the marriage despite the impact on our children.

What was your reaction to Sonia Baker's death, Mrs Collins?

Everybody wants everybody in politics to be pristine, but expects them to be in touch with real life.

This was a bit of real life that just happened. We grew apart. Our marriage suffered

from the strains of work, mine and Stephen's.

Mistakes are easy in those circumstances. There were mistakes on both sides.

I'm sorry that Sonia Baker died and my heart goes out to her parents and family

and I'm sure that conversations with her in time could have been constructive.

What does errors on both sides mean?

Tills make errors. I said mistakes.

- Can you clarify? - Work it out.

GENERAL MUTTERING

Anne!

No questions. Mr McCaffrey is not on the list.

It's OK. I'll see you on the terrace. Two minutes.

Well done. That was brilliant. You threw me a bit. I wasn't expecting to see you there.

Is there somewhere where I can have a smoke?Are you kidding? It's compulsory in here.

You did Stephen a lot of favours. I hope he's grateful.

They spent a year working on a Select Committee report.

They don't deserve to be let down by his stupid fantasies!

Look at the state of this! I haven't worn it since Karen was born.OK, back door.

Front door. Are you sure this is OK?

Dead sure. I might not be around much. Work's pretty busy.

If I'm in a hotel, the hacks would track me down.Unlike this one.

Baldrick at one o'clock.

Here.

I'll see you when I see you.Yeah.

Anne, we've got a couple more interviews.

I can't believe what time you start in here.Tell me about it!

This was faxed from here at 7.10am. Can you tell me who signed for it?

No.Why not? Private transaction.

It's a police matter. OK, fine.

I'll need to see your warrant card

and a Section 316 forcing me to disclose...which you won't have.

OK.

50 cash.

Male or female?Can't remember. You can't have many people here at seven in the morning.

We do, actually. Foreign students for the internet.

Cash transaction. Say again?Cash transaction. Security?Dummy camera.

Shit!Hold on a sec.

But I think I might know who's running the story for the Mail if it helps.

The guy you described to me, has he used this bureau before?

No, but I sometimes see him walking past.

Going which way? Right to left.

I couldn't swear to it, but I think he was wearing an Apex tag. What's an Apex tag?

Apex building. Round the corner. Offices.

Listen, that's great. Big help. Take care. For all the good it does me.

Sit down.

Fine place to work.

It's the editor's office. I don't actually have one.

Can I get you a coffee, tea? I can't drink coffee any more. Not a wink, so coffee won't help me.

< So ask for tea. Tea, please, Mr McCaffrey.

Coffee, thanks.Sure.

Don't call him Mr McCaffrey. He said his name's Cal.

He calls me Mrs Stagg. Fine, but he's not a Mister.

Mr McCaffrey, I need your help.

I've got everything arranged for a funeral - family, all my friends, good friends.

But there's no body. They won't release Kelvin's body.

Who have you talked to?I got a brush-off from the guy running the case - Bell. Wouldn't talk to me.

I want a headline. "Where's my son?"

As he's evidence, they're keeping him until the case is cleared.

Or "They cut him open without her permission". They won't even let us see him.

I said, "We've seen him once to identify him." They've moved him out to some place near Heathrow.

Overcrowding. I said, "Well, send him home. We're not overcrowded."

I'll get a colleague to run a piece.

He'll talk it through with you.

You won't get a front page headline,

but I'll get on it right away.

Thanks.

Send Pete in.He's on a call.

It's not important enough for you to do it?

Stay there.

Not without a warrant. If you follow me...

I've left the building. Can you get my laptop and my coat?

Sit down, gentlemen.

What can I... What can I do for you realistically?

Somewhere a bit more private might be appropriate.Yeah.

What's going on? I'll explain later.

Well, if my office were free,

we...we could use that. It's an idea.

Della, where are you? 'Coming back to the office.' Don't. I'll come and find you.

Where's your laptop? 'At home. Why?'The police are in the building.'We need to talk

'to this guy from the Mail.'OK.

I'm not hiding from the police. I'm ashamed of nothing. Me neither.

This is not just about Kelvin's death. Other people have died. I don't care about them.

You want Kelvin's name cleared, yeah? So do I. It's not gonna happen tomorrow. Trust me.

Come on, Mum.

If Della Smith is in the building, tell her that her house burned down or her Lottery numbers came up.

No?

I'm not in the habit of lying. She's not here.

She's working on the Kelvin Stagg murder.Correct.With your chief reporter, Cal McCaffrey. Is he here?

No. Mr Bell...Detective Chief Inspector Bell.If you want to talk to busy people, make a date.

Can you tell me the extent of their investigations?No.You're their editor.They haven't filed a story.

They just run around spending your budget without recourse?

Seniors do. If I was a dictator, no-one would work for me.

One of my officers was murdered. Don't piss me about!

Della Smith warned Stuart Brown that the patient he was guarding was a target for reprisals.

Where did she get that theory?You could get it from the TV reports.

A gunman aims to kill a witness but fails. The motive's still valid.

She sought him out at 11pm to tell him that?Della was recently dumped by her long-term boyfriend.

Maybe she took a shine to Stuart Brown. I really can't speculate.

Well, I can, obviously. I just have. But it's not helpful, is it?

I wanna talk to her. I'm sure she won't object.

What are you doing? It's two shots. You skimmed the black, you tosser!

Hello, Mr McCaffrey.

And I know your face.

Della Smith.Day off, Dan?

Or are you filing stories from here now?I've been known to before now.

I went freelance about 12 months back.

Paying your own tax is scary. Spending it is a lot more fun.

Where did you get hold of this? I'm not that pissed. Where did YOU?

You should tell your editor it's no longer exclusive.

We put it on to the website before you lot. We didn't even pay for it.

A genuine, anonymous freebie. Not a penny.

Posted or faxed?Posted.

Liar! It came from the fax bureau in Half Moon Street. What's it worth?

I've paid what it's worth. The two of you, all the way down here to tell me that?

I don't think so.

You think this is the story?

Stephen Collins shacking up with some floozie? Ring me if you're on the lookout for a bigger adventure.

Shit!

Oh, THAT on the lookout?

Anne Collins. She checked in this afternoon.She's not here.

I know she's here. I'm her husband. Mrs Collins checked out about an hour after arriving.

Thank you.

You're in?Just to get changed really. I'm back to work, then off to a party, so...

Thanks for this. I'm really grateful.No problem, no problem.

I did the right thing.

There were about 20 messages at the hotel - breakfast shows,

radio interviews, women's magazines, women-hating men's magazines. Great bolthole, huh?

I could have earned my annual salary and expenses.

Well, you're in my room - clean bedding and everything which is a miracle for me.

I'll be fine on the sofa. Too late. Let's have a drink.

OK, there is vodka,

gin,

Scotch and brandy.

They're all miniatures, but there's loads of them.

Saddest day of my life, being dumped by an air stewardess. First-class upgrades, everything.

SHE SOBS

Hey.

Big day.

Massive day. It's OK.

No, it's not. This is the last thing you need.

I'm sitting in the taxi going, "What are we gonna talk about? I don't even know him properly.

"He only said yes cos he couldn't say no." I should have just jumped on the train.No, you shouldn't.

Because you don't want your kids seeing you like this, do you?

Anyway, look, I know you well enough to...wanna help you.

It's no hassle. It's nowhere near hassle. I swear, OK?

OK.

OK.

The bathroom's changed positions since the last time you were here. It's first on the left now.

That's fine.OK.

'There was a lot of security at that hotel.'

Stay there.

What's this in aid of? Can we have a word?

He's done good investigative work with the Indie and the Mail.

The guy never sleeps.We think he's got information worth having.

He's not signed a contract with the Mail.He's a pisshead.

He never sleeps because he can't turn his back on a drink.

He's too young mentally. Loudmouthed, bloody typist!

He's freelance, so you only have to pay for what you get.

Cameron, he knows something. Honestly, he's useful.

Do we know what he's earning?

He hasn't even mentioned money, so... He wants this.

Don't give him any cash advances. He'll blow it on that freak he married when he was 12!

Have you met her? Lunatic! Wedding was a total farce. Gareth Gates meets Betty Blue!

Oi!

Anything you publish, you publish under your mother's maiden name.

OK.

You never under any circumstances on these premises ever refer to me as "Dad". Understand?

So long as you're paying what I'm worth.

Commensurate to how much you know. And I'm the sceptical one, so don't push it, Tonto!

The letter was faxed to their editor this morning from the Kinco Franchise in Half Moon Street.

The manager doesn't remember if the customer was male or female. Male, blond hair,

5' 10", slim build, black or navy suit, white shirt - Prada? Black, suede shoes - Armani?

He's used the fax bureau before and works in the Apex building.

Anything else?I know Sonia Baker had a private source of income.

I've got her bank statements here.

She was taking two grand a month into her Nat West account. From?Two to one it's Collins.

It's been going in since two months after she started working with him,

yet he's saying they only started their affair two months back.

If he is that source of income.

I don't think he was gonna leave his wife and I think Sonia Baker topped herself when she realised that.

Much better story. She didn't top herself.

Sonia Baker was on a hit list.

Fuck me.

For what?

That's kind of where we're up to.

It doesn't rule out suicide, but the odds on it are slimmer.

Kid from an estate 15 miles away, Kelvin Stagg.The gangland killing? It wasn't a gangland killing.

Stagg lifted a briefcase. It belonged to the hit man.

Stagg had never met Sonia, but he rings her to warn her that someone's after her.

Somebody with a gun has her name, face, movements in his briefcase.

Kelvin tells her all this.

How scared is she?How scared would you be?The call only lasted for two minutes.She never rang the police.

She doesn't use her phone for an hour.You'd be straight on to the police.Unless somebody was there.

Collins went back to his own flat that morning.You've interviewed him?Yes, he's a personal friend.

The next call Sonia Baker made lasted nearly an hour from a land line.

Payphone in her building. One of the cleaners saw her use it.

Well done, Pete. She rang a company switchboard - Apex House.

Result! Would that have made any sense to you if I hadn't been here tonight?

How many businesses currently trade out of the Apex building, Pete?

30-odd. Mostly small outfits.

Don't kiss your own arse till you get us a name.

That'll do for now. All of you, well done.

Don't email any of this stuff to each other.

All hard copy must be kept off the network. Be sensible.

# Where you'll be, I'll go

# Where you'll be

# I'll know

# Where you'll be, I'll find you... #

TAPS ON DOOR Oh, Jesus!I'm sorry.

Alphabetising your CDs.

It's not a bit psychiatric.

You recommended some of the best when I was in Manchester.

Not the compilations, I didn't.

Blokes only buy compilations past the age of 30, scared of looking out of the loop.

You've cheered up.It's true.

I like compilations.

Anyway, how sad is managing a record store at your age?

I bet six years doing Geopolitics came in really handy.It does.

I can tell them how many were killed in the Jamaican elections

when Bob Marley released No Woman, No Cry.

Bore the arse off all my staff.

Do you fancy this party? I'm happier here than I look.

I'm fully stabilised on all your miniatures, so...

Are you sure?

Go.

OK.

See you later.

Bye.

God! This is your regular?

First drinks on me. The rest I'll have to owe you.

SHE SINGS ALONG TO CD: # Turn, turn, turn Turn, turn

# Tu-u-u-urn... #

So my music's so shit, you feel compelled to do backing vocals?

Don't not go for me, Cal.

No, they always do karaoke.

I hate karaoke, present standards excepted.

Do you want another drink?

Yeah.

'There's been heavy rain in northern Italy which has resulted in flooding.'

Dad!

Where's Mum?

Isn't she here?

She's staying in London.

Come on. Let's go in.

John, Maureen.

If we had Collins' accounts, it could make things clearer. We could get 'em if we paid enough,

but Cal's got to ask Collins. That might not happen.

Where are you going?What if Sonia was blackmailing Collins? You've got to take it the full run.

- Would Collins have her killed? - He was on the underground.

How do you prove he didn't push her?

I'm working with the crew from Mutiny On The Bounty! Does Cal know you think like this?

Just stick to your guns if you've got an opinion.

BALL RATTLES IN POCKET

Ready?Ready.

Here we go. I've had too much to drink. THUMPING DANCE BEAT

Thingy.You don't know, do you? You're crap.

Dirty Vegas.Yeah. Album?

Dirty Vegas.Yeah. Track?

Lost Not Found.

Oh!

15 seconds. Borderline Alzheimer's.

OK, um...

Same album, different track.

Ready?

Mm-hm.Go. DANCE MUSIC

Has she rung since teatime?

Louis said you made that stuff up in the press conference,

that she had an affair as well. Yeah, she lied.

For my benefit.

It was her idea, not mine.

OK...

Anything you want.

Hmm?

Any question you want to ask me.

Do you still love Mum?

Not as much as I once did.

Would you have left us for Sonia Baker?

Look...

Me and your mum, we had issues to resolve,

but you and Karen have always been...

Just answer the question!

Get your own.

Is that the state of modern journalism, taking a beer to bed?

Yeah... No, I've still got some work to do. I'll open it when I'm finished.

Night.Night. You get clicking.OK.

Thank you.

Night.

Goodnight.

You pay and I'll make some coffee. That sounds really fair(!)

Thank you. Pete, Pete! I've paid the driver and he's taking you home. We haven't disappeared into thin air.

I was gonna kiss him, but he looked like he was gonna throw up.

He only had about half what we had. Have I still got a toothbrush here?

Yeah, but I used it to clean my shoes.

That's all right. What colour shoes?

Green!

Ssh!Oh... Sorry.

Sorry. I'm normally quite dignified actually.He's not interested.

GIGGLING

Shit!

I've been staring at that patch on your ceiling. I've given up trying to sleep. Do you want a coffee?

I've just had one, but help yourself.

What are you working on?

Me?

No, all that stuff comes from a different office.

This is, um...

Can I have a look?

It's not very interesting.

Did you know Stephen was having an affair?

No.

Would you have told me?

No.

This is not a very good idea.

Anne...

SOBS

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you had to go through this.

I'm sure Stephen...wouldn't have wanted you to find out like that.

I'm sorry.

Can I use a tape recorder?

Nope.

Did you authorise a raid on one of my reporters?Nope. You go to my office,

asking to see my notes. You apply for a warrant which you get refused because there's no evidence,

so you bust my flat and make it look like a burglary? Yes or no?

I'm not even gonna dignify that with a reply.

Dignify it with something or I'll give you page three where people in your field still look for big tits.

Fire away. I'll double my income from a libel suit. I'm not a liar.

I don't know anyone in my field who'd try that.West Midlands Crime Squad not conjuring any images?

If your flat's been turned over and you're scared by the implications of what's gone missing, talk to me.

Cut out the middleman, take his salary and we do the job for him. Don't come here accusing me!

Actually, Cameron, I'm fine.

I can sort this out.

I'll get Liz to book you into a hotel tonight and I'll send someone

into the flat to clean up once the police have conducted a THOROUGH search.Jump before you're pushed!

If that's not a quote, I don't know what is.

You saw the guy leaving your building.

He looked like one of the police officers I saw in the hospital the night DI Brown was shot.

I'll get you ID pictures of all the officers there that night. You pick one out, you can have my salary.

OK, um...

Me first.

I'm really sorry.

Me first, I'm not. Though...it's fine that you are.

OK, I'm not that sorry.

Yeah, well... I thoroughly enjoyed it.

I thoroughly enjoyed it too.

And I would buy another ticket.

If things weren't this complicated.

If things weren't this complicated. The complications aren't my fault. They're not mine either, but...

I'm not helping, am I?

I knew Stephen was having an affair because somebody told me in July.

I got a letter. Anonymous.

I didn't confront him because I didn't want to give a gutless prick the satisfaction of manipulating me.

Have you still got it?

Somewhere.

Yes.

'Birmingham New Street.

'Coventry, Birmingham International, Birmingham New Street, shortly departing from Platform 12.'

PHONE RINGS

Anne?'What are you doing there?'

You checked out the hotel. I assumed you'd come home.

Is Louis there?'Yeah.'

Mum.

Hiya. When are you home?'Couple of hours. Can you do me a favour?' Sure.'Behind your dad's back,

'but I wouldn't ask if it wasn't vital. Do you understand?'Yeah... Keep an eye on the toast.

Have you got the letter?

Are you waiting for this?Am I taking you home?I've got a lift.

Did you read it?

Did you expect me to?

Have you seen Della?

Phone's off.She got burgled last night. Helen was with her.

What got taken? Like that's your first question(!)

Her computer.

Helen.Hi.

What happened last night? She's OK.

Hello.Hi. Can I help you?I've got an appointment with your buildings manager. Helen Preger.Sign in.

Thanks.

Hi. I've got a Helen Preger in reception for you.

Helen...Preger.

OK. Alan doesn't seem to be expecting you.Really?

I am in the right building?Which building do you want?McDonald's.

I don't know. Let's have another look.

OK, not certain, but it's either a Tom Daley or a Dominic Foy.

The i's and y's are similar.

Dominic Foy? Yeah. Just sign in the box.

Sorry. It's only...I should have delivered this hours back.

Whatever. For my benefit, if you could just write in the box, please.

Like what?

No problems with delivery?

Life-saver. Cheers!

Right, what I'm gonna tell you is confidential. For your own benefit.

At 4am, the motorcycle courier regained consciousness. He remembers events leading up to the incident.

He was able to give us a description of the man who shot him.

This is his

and this is your description

of the man that robbed your flat.

Dominic Foy?

Yeah.

Can we talk to you about Sonia Baker?

Who's Sonia Baker?

You talked to her for an hour the morning she died.

What are you? Police? We could have been.

Take a seat, take a seat.

I'll get you passes. Sally, three passes and coffee and biscuits?

Please.

< You start the questions. < With what?

The letters first. If we start with the letters, we've nowhere to go.

Mention the fax he sent to the Mail and hold back on Mrs Collins. Shit!

We've lost him.

As in?He legged it.At least we know we got the right man.

I'll get someone to find his address.

Are you OK?

It's a warrant to search the premises and remove any material pertinent to my investigations.

All of it if I have to.

< Let's have an officer down there. Make sure no-one shreds anything.

GENERAL COMMOTION

The guy who burgled my flat

was the killer.

How do you know that?

No way am I risking my life for this, Cameron! I want him caught.

You should have warned me yourself.

Call the goblins off. What you're looking for is in here.

Who decided this was ambiguous? With respect,

there isn't a shred of evidence. Where did this come from? I don't know.

Where?

The contact is anonymous on the grounds that his or her life may be in jeopardy.

I back that assumption fully.

I need your contact.

I can't help you.

Callum McCaffrey, I'm arresting you on suspicion of perverting the course of justice. Cuff him.

Cuff him!

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

if you do not mention something you later rely on in court.

Excuse me.

Get your hands off me!

GENERAL UPROAR