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Um... Please tell
me you're joking.

It's rustic.

That was a fox.

A very rustic fox.

You're obviously not
getting it.

Just picture it in
a few hours, right?

It's gonna be night.
The stars will be out.

And... I've got her this.

Oh, Josh. It's beautiful.

It'll just be me and Kat.

Mm, and the foxes.

Yeah, and the foxes.

It's gonna be
amazing. You'll see.

What is going on, Aqua?

Why did you attack Brendan?

Stacey told me it was Brendan who'd
been saying these things about Josh.

What things?

Saying he'd tricked some woman
and stolen all her money.

Josh wouldn't do that.

I saw Brendan coming
out of your place.

I was just trying to
look out for Josh.

You know, like he always
looked out for me.

What does that mean?

I wasn't trying to hurt Brendan.

I just needed to understand why he was
trying to get Josh into trouble, so...

Yeah, I followed him.

But I knew I was right when
I heard what he was saying.

I'm talking to the police about
this guy she's been seeing, Josh Buchanan.

This Josh guy, he...
he's dangerous.

I panicked.

I just thought if I could
find out who he was talking to

or stop him spreading
lies about Josh...

She's with this Josh, and
he's not letting me talk to her.

Something's wrong.

How did they catch you?

They tracked Brendan's
phone to my house.

Not exactly a master criminal.

What am I
missing, my love?

'Cause I... I... I feel like
you're not telling me the truth.

- Did Josh ask you to do this?
- Josh would never do that.

- You knew him better than anyone.
- Well, turns out not so much.

Josh loved you.

He gave up everything for
you. Don't you understand?

Understand what, Aqua?

Aqua?

Aqua?

- I can't think.
- Aqua...

All right. Sorry. It's okay. It's okay.

Aqua, come and have a lie down.

Heya.

Come here.

You okay?

- She's sleeping, so let's go outside.
- Okay.

Is Aqua okay?

Not really.

I haven't seen her like
this in a very long time.

Aqua said that she was
trying to protect Josh.

Protect him from what?

She thinks she might've
seen him a few months ago,

so she must have
spoken to him then.

He must've said something to
her for her to react like this.

- I can't help if she's not honest with me.
- Kat.

Aqua was telling the truth.

She didn't speak to Josh.

I did.

I was there.

I saw Aqua looking at someone,

and I recognized Josh
from one of her photos, so

I followed him.

What did you say?

- I told him to leave you alone.
- Is this where I'm meant to laugh?

- 'Cause please tell me you're joking.
- What was I supposed to say?

I see some
ex-boyfriend of yours,

who you're too traumatized
to even talk about,

stalking you in a park.

Of course I went after him.

Did he say why he was there? 'Cause
he probably came for a reason.

Well, I... I... I don't know.

I... told him to go,

and he... he did.

Why would you do that?
You don't know Josh.

- I know what he did to you.
- You weren't there.

You have no idea
what we went through.

I should have told
you. I'm sorry.

I just thought if I could
help you find Josh now,

it would make up for
what I did to you.

Kat.

No, I can't do this right now.

Hi, Charlie.

I know you're still
suspended, but you need to hear this.

- That bank account that Dana paid into.
- The Swiss one?

A financial adviser submitted
a Suspicious Activity Report

for the same account.

Okay, good find.
Who's the adviser?

A guy called Ashkan Chuback.
I'm gonna check it out now.

Send me the address.
I'll meet you there.

- I'm not sure you should.
- I'm not asking.

Platform
1 for the tram to...

Are you sure this
is the right address?

Well, this is the
place. I checked.

Hello?

DC Charlie Pitts

and DI Kat Donovan.

We're here to see
Ashkan Chuback.

Hello?

Ashkan Chuback?

In here.

Hello. You're Ashkan Chuback?

Call me Chewie.

A senior partner

at Parsons, Chuback, Mitnick &
Bushwell Investments and Securities?

A little less floor space
than I was expecting.

- Where are your partners?
- Don't have any.

Well then, who are Parsons,
Mitnick, and Bushwell?

Three guys I played
cricket with in year seven.

I just used their
name for the masthead.

Sounds fancy, huh?

- And misleading.
- But not a crime though.

How can I help?

You submitted a Suspicious Activity
Report for a Swiss bank account.

We need to know why.
Who was the client?

I... I wouldn't be much
of a financial adviser

if I gave away people's secrets
just because you asked nicely.

Says the man lying about
working out of his mum's garage.

They pay me to be discreet.

They don't care about my,
uh... living situation.

Just tell us who the client is.

A woman is missing that
is linked to that account,

okay, so if you're helping someone
involved in, um, I don't know,

kidnapping, financial fraud...

Fine. Let's...

Let's see what your clients
think about the decor in here.

- Maybe you can say the fish is Parsons.
- No, no. Okay. Okay. Uh, uh...

My client sent some money to an account.
I had concerns, so I reported it.

Okay? I... I don't know
anything about a kidnapping.

And the client is?

He's called Rishi Magari.

This Rishi Magari?

Hm. One and the same.

Did he say who he was sending
the money to or what it was for?

No. I, uh... I
tried to call him.

Nothing. He never
called me back.

Okay, so that's why you submitted
the Suspicious Activity Report?

Uh... sort of.

The money was weird, but
the woman...

- That was the crazy part.
- What woman?

Well, a... a few months ago, Rishi
started talking about this woman.

He was obsessed with her.

Uh, met her online on
some, uh, dating app.

- Uh... Melody...
- Cupid.

Melody Cupid. Yeah, the one...
Uh, the music one. Uh...

He said her name was Vanessa.

Sent me

this.

Huh.

Solid ten out of ten, hmm?

One week, he's
obsessed with her.

Next thing, he's sending
half his portfolio

to some random
Swiss bank account.

Had to be a scam.

Did he say anything more about
her? A surname, an address?

Didn't have to.

I, uh, reverse image
searched the picture he sent,

and... boom, I found her.

Meet Vanessa.

She's a cam girl.

Into all that foot
stuff.

Told you. Total scam.

Hi, this is Charlie's voicemail.
Please leave a message.

Is Charlie about? Haven't
seen him this morning.

He's at a training thing.
He'll be there all day.

He's on email if
you need him though.

I'll miss you
too. Have a great time, okay?

- Come here.
- I love you.

Yeah, I'll see you soon.

Love you. Be safe.

I will.

Sit.

Thank you.

- Water?
- Yes, please.

We have a problem, Dana.

You lied to me.

I didn't lie.

You said you'd given us access
to all your bank accounts.

But you missed one.
Your son's trust fund.

But that's not my money.

You're his guardian.

He can't access
it until he's 25.

You can authorize
payments and transactions.

You're in charge of it.

My husband set up the
trust, and I'm the guardian.

But Brendan, he has to
sign off any transactions.

I can't just take
out the money myself.

That... that money's his future.

If anything happens to me...

If?

Do you know why I
love dogs so much?

You know exactly where
you are with a dog.

They never lie to you.

Incapable of deceit.

Theirs is the truest
form of love. Pure.

Honest.

I know what it's like to
have your heart broken.

Falling in love is
such a risk, isn't it?

You're diving into the abyss,

just hoping there's that one
special person there to catch you.

There isn't.

Your perfect person

doesn't exist.

People are unreliable.

This is a gift I'm giving you.

I'm showing you what the
world is really like.

True love

is a myth.

We'll talk again later.

So I just spoke to the cam girl.

Real name Catalina. She says
she hasn't talked to Rishi.

Timestamps on her
live feeds prove

she couldn't have been
meeting Rishi last week,

so if he was meeting anyone
at the cottage, it wasn't her.

Well, it must be a catfish.

Dana and Rishi, both widowers.

Probably had life
insurance, pensions...

Well, we know Rishi was lonely.
Not exactly a party animal.

Wouldn't have been hard to get his
attention with a picture of Catalina.

Well, that explains
your ex, doesn't it?

Well, if her picture was stolen,
then surely Josh's was too.

Josh isn't involved.

No, it doesn't look like it.

- It was never really him.
- Are you okay?

- His photo's being used to catfish.
- Yes. Like they did with Catalina.

What do you want me to do next?

I can keep looking into her.
Make sure she's not involved.

Uh, unless you
wanna talk to her?

Not whilst I'm suspended.

We've got two people missing,
on the same dating app.

You gotta tell Stagger.

You okay with that?

Us taking over the case?

No, of course not.

But Nia's been desperate
to lead. She'll be great.

What are you
gonna do while you're off?

You don't strike me
as the, uh, spa type.

I still need...

Well, I still wanna find Josh.

I found some of his old articles I
thought I could use to track him down.

Do you think he's still writing?

For sure. He never would've
been able to give that up.

Try, um, AI Text Compare.

It should find articles that
match Josh's style of writing.

And will that still find him even
if he's writing under a pseudonym?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. No,
the articles will pop up.

They should lead you to Josh.

Okay.

What about the fingerprints?
Have they come back yet?

The ones on my
dad's murder weapon?

Uh, no, not yet, but I'll...
I'll check when I get back in.

All right.

Thanks.

You and Nia will
be fine without me.

Being in
nature is the best caffeine.

There's this African legend that
says the baobab was so beautiful

that the gods planted it
upside down to punish it.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I love it out here.

Being in nature is
the best caffeine.

- You summoned me?
- I did.

Because you forgive me?

You tell me everything
from now on, okay?

Even things that you think
I'm not ready to hear.

Yes.

Come here. Have a look at this.

So I've been using this AI thing to
look for Josh's writing style online,

and I found this newsletter

written by someone who goes
by "The Honest Aspect."

No real name, but...

it's Josh.

I'm sure of it.

Okay. Okay, this...
this is good.

Mm-hmm.

And he has 25,000 paid subscribers.
Bloody hell, someone's doing well.

Okay, well, all these payments
must be going somewhere.

If we can find the company linked to
these payments, we can get an address.

Yeah, I couldn't find anything online.
He's covered his tracks pretty well.

Easy. All cheaters
love to hide money.

I know exactly how to find cash
that people wanna keep hidden.

Give me... a couple of hours?

I've occasionally
been accused of being

a touch rash.

Really?

I jumped to conclusions about
the kind of man Josh was,

but clearly you loved him a lot,

so he would've had to
have been pretty special.

I'm sorry.

- Are you gonna explain the outfit?
- It's for a job.

Apparently, playing squash makes
married men horny or something.

Uh, it's concerning.

What do you think?

Do I let him win,

or would he be more attracted to
the woman that whoops his ass?

- I don't know.
- I'll wing it.

I will call you as soon
as I find something.

Don't worry. I got you.

Clint betrayed us.

Your dad was working
for Calligan.

I wasn't
paid to kill him.

I was paid to take the fall.

Hey. Your mum came
over for breakfast.

Told me about your chat.

Said you knew what your dad got up to.
Thought you might have a few questions.

Come here.

- How are you holding up, baby girl?
- Mmm.

I've had better weeks.

Mum told me about Dad's affair.

You worked at the station.
What was it like back then?

Oh... Those men.

I mean, there might've
been a few good ones.

But for most of them,

being in a place like that just fed
the worst parts of their rotten souls.

And that's who Dad was?

Wasn't unusual back then.

They were all messing around.

I don't know when
it started, but

that flat of yours,

yeah, that was their
special little place.

Your dad worked so hard
to keep her a secret.

Why, if they were all doing it?

I think it was more than
just a casual fling.

When your dad died,

I had this feeling that

maybe... that girl had
something to do with it.

How? What do you mean?

I don't know. It was
just... just a feeling.

- And what about Calligan?
- What about him?

You grew up round here. You must've
known him when you were kids.

Yeah, not personally.

But, yeah, I... I
knew who he was.

We all just steered clear.

I mean, Calligan was
that kid, you know?

People used to say that you'd
pass him in the corridor

and you'd feel, like, a chill.

Pets in the neighborhood would
disappear when he was around,

if you know what I'm saying.

I don't know

if Calligan knew the girl.

I got her name.

Who is she?

If you track her down, you
really think that's gonna help?

Looking into the
eyes of that woman?

I don't want you
to get hurt, love.

Parker. That's all I got.

Parker? Is that a surname?

That's all I got. Parker.

I wish you'd let this be.

But I know you won't.

I don't know what kind of truth
you're gonna find out there,

but I don't think
you're gonna like it.

Yeah, I see.

Well, thank you for the update. Cheerio.

The bank called. My Swiss
account's been frozen.

They refused to
tell me the reason.

- Maybe they're investigating us.
- But why?

We've taken all the same precautions
we always do. The same protocols.

Has anything unusual happened?
Anything out of the ordinary?

There was a small
thing last week.

We think someone recognized
the photo we used.

Started asking the
profile odd questions.

Show me.

The mark that recognized
the picture. Show him.

"Songprince" is one
of our profiles.

She's one of the women who
tried to match with him.

She asked too many
questions. We blocked her.

Bring up the police press
conference on number eight.

Thank you for coming. I'm
Detective Kat Donovan.

Fucking hell. Is that...?

The same woman.

- Today, we're appealing for...
- Detective Inspector Kat Donovan.

Of Rishi Magari.

Is she trying to entrap us?

What did she say in her message?

...wearing a gray jacket,
blue tie, and a stripey gray shirt.

His disappearance is...

She calls him Josh.

Well, that's not the
name we gave him.

So she isn't trying
to entrap us.

She knows the man
in the picture.

Rishi, if you
can see this message,

please contact us to let
us know that you're safe.

We have to find out exactly
what the detective knows

and if we need her eliminated.

Find her address.

Reynaldo, come on.

Oh, and, uh... you
can cull number six.

We've got what we can.

She's useless to us now.

Bo, come here, boy.

Come on, boy.

Bo, come here. Good boy.

Do we have the
detective's address?

- Yeah. Just came in.
- Let's go.

- Heya.
- Hey.

I found something.

Josh?

So I tracked Josh's newsletter
payments to a single company.

Looked through every single document
filed under The Honest Aspect,

looking for any slip-up.

- He slipped up?
- He did.

When he first opened the account, he
linked it to a PO box, number 578.

The name on the PO
box is Reggie Cross.

- That's the name that Brendan found.
- I know.

Kat, we are so close now.

I can be there in
a couple of hours.

No, no. I'll go.

Thank you.

Okay. Be careful.

I'm gonna get this, please, and
collecting a package for 127.

Yep. Can I see your ID, please?

Yeah, sure.

- There you go.
- Thanks. Be right back.

There you go.

- All right. See you next week.
- Bye.

Hiya. Collecting for 241.

Mm-hmm. Can I
see your ID, please?

Yeah.

Just one moment.

Um, this ID doesn't match.

Oh my God. I'm an idiot. I'm
collecting for my neighbor.

Forgot to bring their ID.

Um, I'll be back. Thanks.

578, please.

- Thanks, Jess.
- My pleasure.

See you later.

Hello again.

Can I help you?

Hi.

I'm Detective Inspector Kat Donovan.
I'm looking for Reggie Cross.

- Don't know anyone by that name.
- What about Josh Buchanan?

- Is he here?
- No.

Sorry, I need to speak to him.

It's just me here. No Josh. No
Reggie. Can't help you, officer.

Leave me alone.

Taylor!

Taylor!

Turns out Josh didn't
set up his profile. Some kid did.

Come on, Taylor.

- Where am I?
- Follow me.

Kat Donovan.

Finally.

I bet you've pictured
meeting me for a while.

I have.

Was it anything like this?

No, you were in handcuffs.

Hm.

Sorry about the journey. I
have a flair for the dramatic.

You can leave us, Leslie.

What a name. "Leslie."

Care to sit?

Why am I here?

You've waited a long
time, so here's your chance.

Ask me.

Did you have my father killed?

No.

- Am I just supposed to believe you?
- Sure. Why not?

Look at this face.

I ask you, does this look
like the face of a liar?

Looks like the face of someone
who's done a fair bit of evil.

Ah, the world's an evil place.
You know that. You're a cop.

Me?

I'm just trying to tread my way through
these treacherous waters we call life.

- Don't believe everything you hear.
- Like you took a claw hammer to a kid?

Exactly like that.

Can I let you in
on a little secret?

Never happened, the
whole claw-hammer story.

Urban myth. I made it up.

Tee-hee!

The wee young Irish new boy
everyone was picking on?

He became the psycho
everyone feared.

So you've never killed anyone?

Oh, we all kill, Kat.

God created a planet in which
every creature murders to survive.

A lion takes down a gazelle.

So cruel, but if he doesn't,
he dies. Simple as that.

That's the world God
made, like it or not.

You're not here to
listen to an old man

prattle on about the world's
philosophical underpinnings.

Take a seat.

I have certain things I need
to tell you about your dad.

So you understand
and can let this go.

Take a seat.

He was a good man, your
father. I liked him.

We started out as enemies of a sort,
but... we came to an understanding.

I was hoping you and I might
have an understanding too.

Oh God, no, no.

Don't worry, Kat.

I'm not looking to corrupt you.

I'm not suggesting we have any
kind of official arrangement.

Something maybe more
a bit like, um...

a détente.

What do you want?

You have questions about your
father's murder. I may have answers.

I tell you what I know, and
in exchange, you and me...

Détente. I got it.

Okay.

I didn't kill your father.

He was an asset to
me, not a hindrance.

If someone is a hindrance to me,

I could take them out in a boat,
put a bullet in their head.

There's a spot off the coast
the locals call the Black Hole.

No one knows how deep it is.

Something gets dumped down
there, it's never coming back up.

- Sounds like a threat.
- Not at all.

It's just a useful
bit of knowledge.

Hm.

Leburne didn't kill
my father, did he?

He did not, no.

So why did he confess?

Monte was loyal.

The police arrested him for
two jobs. I wasn't worried.

- He knew what he had to do.
- Keep you out of it.

And he did.

It was all going terribly well,
but then, a few days later,

Monte asked my permission to
confess to a third murder,

one I knew nothing
about, out of nowhere.

And that was my dad's.

Why?

What would he gain by
pretending to kill a policeman?

What did you have for
breakfast this morning?

You're a busy sort.

You strike me as a smashed avocado
and rye bread kind of person.

Now picture your
breakfast inside.

For the rest of your life.

Plain toast.

One of those little

kiddie boxes of cereal
if you're lucky.

Lunch, dinner, not much
better, to be honest.

Every day the same.

Now imagine someone offers you the
chance to mix things up a little.

A treat here or there.

A solo cell.

Maybe a better job.

A good one in the kitchens.

What wouldn't you confess
to for an easier life?

Now, that's not easy to sort.

You'd have to have someone
with connections on the inside.

A prison officer, maybe.

Or a policeman.

You're
suggesting a policeman?

What, that surprises you? Do you
think your dad was the only one?

Your father was a
complicated man, Kat.

Perfect husband. Perfect dad.

Except lights go
out, night falls,

and Mr. Hyde comes out to play.

That's who I did business with.

Your father didn't just have a
demon or two whispering in his ears.

He had a whole fucking choir of
fallen angels on his shoulders.

I don't know who killed your
father. That's the truth.

But if you're asking about
the most likely suspects,

only a policeman could
have killed Clint,

covered it up, and got to Monte.

You know that's the truth.

Now, if there's anything else?

Parker.

Tell me about Parker.

You know about Parker?

I know enough.

So why are you asking me?

Can you help me find her?

Maybe you're right.

Maybe it is time to let
all the secrets out.

This is The Chariot Race,

painted by Alexander
von Wagner in 1872.

- Impressive.
- Yeah, it is.

I own it.

I loaned it to the museum.

My way of giving something back.

Hm.

But I miss it.

So I come here some days,
sit down, and look at it.

Leslie!

I'll help you find Parker.

Then you and I are done.

You forget about me,

and I'll forget about you.

Détente.

Please let me go home.

I won't tell anyone. Please!

Wait there.

Hello, Bo!

Hello, boy! Who's a good boy?

Come on.

Come on.

What's wrong with you? Get up!

Come on, Taylor.

Taylor.

Let's go.

The longer we take,
the further she gets.

Once you get to
the main road, back here!

Hey. Hi.

Hi. I was at your house earlier.

I wonder if you can help me.
I'm looking for someone. Um...

Grandad says I
can't talk to you.

I'm just looking for Reggie
Cross or Josh Buchanan.

I think you set up a
Facebook profile for him.

Dad, why is she
asking about you?

I'm right here, Kat.