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You trying to intimidate
me? Is that what this is?

Just following a directive
from me DCI.

I'm a friend, we
were in the army together.

John Gibson.

If Paul did have secrets,
do you intend to honour them?

Depends what they are.

I have made some mistakes.

You're on the sex offenders
register for life.

You do not mess with my family.

Has she
been sleeping in my bed?

Jasmine, please.

Crowther is covering his tracks,
and you're all letting him.

You said you tried
to interview him

but he was too weak to talk.

The police officer,
I had to ask her to leave.

-She was getting him riled up.
-The one with the phone?

No, the one with the scarf.

A hacker got into
Kohli's computer.

He's being released
and reinstated.

The post-mortem results show

that Brandice died
from his injuries.

Kelman lied about Brandice.

If she's involved, I don't
know how high this goes.

She's gone.
Amy, I can't find her.

As you see, we have
CCTV footage

of Amy leaving the caravan
park alone.

After that, it's highly probable
that she got into a car.

Or hitch-hiked or someone's
taken her.

So obviously, house to house,
friends, family, associates.

We've spoken to Amy's
grandmother.

She says she hasn't
heard anything.

Same with her
aunt and uncle,

but we weren't getting
a lot of cooperation there.

We've got a list of
Amy's classmates.

We're working our way down.

Acting DCI Nyles knows
the McLennan girl

better than any of us.

Maybe she can help focus things.

Amy was struggling
socially at her new school,

so I wouldn't waste too
much time there.

I'd focus on her old
school friends.

Which is exactly
what we're doing.

You seeing the girls first?

So?

So Amy hung out with
the boys more.

I would start with those two.

Maybe it's worth Nyles also
revisiting the aunt and uncle,

a familiar face.

She might get a more
sympathetic response.

Well, DCI Nyles seems
to be across every other aspect

of this case, so why not?

Okay, back to the CCTV footage.

Gemma Brandice says she's
never heard of a John Gibson.

And the files I sent through?

Gibson weren't on them either.

Sure he works for Crowther?

Yeah, his car was registered
to a Crowther company.

If he's a trusted insider,
he'd be in the files.

Well, maybe he's a new
addition to the team.

Maybe he's been abroad or...

Or he made a mistake.

Look, I still don't understand

how you got on to this
guy in the first place.

There's no mistake.
I just need to find him.

Why?

You think he'll lead you to Amy.

I don't know. Maybe.

Maybe a lot more, as well.

Damn right, I'm angry.

You were supposed to
be protecting her.

Amy was your responsibility.

I understand that
more than anyone,

and we are doing everything
we can to try and find her.

But we need your help.

My mum's got cancer.

Now my sister's dead,
and my niece is missing

all because of you people.

Mr. Sumner, I'm really
sorry about what's happened.

We're not jailers,
and we couldn't

keep Amy under lock and key.

-That's bullshit.
-Oscar.

She's 12, and she's out there
on her own because of you.

I'm so sorry.

I need to take this.

Arrested for what?

Oh, Jesus.

Is the girl all right?

Look, I'm in the middle of
something here, so I can't...

Right, fine, I'll be
there as soon as I can.

Was that about Amy?
Did they find her?

I'm sorry,
I've got to go.

If Amy calls or texts or
makes any contact at all...

How's she supposed
to do that then?

You lot took her phone away
from her. She's got no money.

You took bloody everything
from her.

Please.
You have to find her.

I will.
I'll do my best.

Where were you headed
last night?

Nowhere.

So you were riding
the 66 bus just for fun?

Well, I can't work, can I?

So don't have much else to do.

Several witnesses
saw you

harassing young women in town.

Making conversation,
more like.

Well, the onboard CCTV
saw you sit down

next to a 15-year-old girl.

Was she now?

Well, how was I supposed
to know that?

She was wearing
a school uniform.

It's not a crime to sit.

It is a crime, however, to
expose yourself to a minor.

This isn't your first offence.

It is, though.

It's my first as Samuel Price.

Well, maybe this
wasn't made clear,

but being a protected
person isn't a licence

for you to do as you please.

It still carries consequences.

Even if it means me kicking
you off the programme

and telling everyone exactly
who and what you are.

I'd call your boss before
I did anything stupid.

Otherwise, he might lose
his star witness,

and I don't think
he'd like that.

Fine.

I'm placing you in
protective custody

right here in the police cells.

You can't do that.
That's not part of our deal.

Oh, I can do it all right.

You're already under arrest,

and my only obligation
is to keep you safe

until such time you
give evidence.

DS Kohli, can you make
the arrangements?

My pleasure.

You lock me up, maybe I won't
give any bloody evidence.

Well, you'll have plenty
of time to think about that

in your nice quiet cell.

Hello?

Amy, is that you?

Bloody hell!

Dad, are you all right?

I can't hear myself think!

Okay, let me have a go.

Here we go.

Huh.

There we go.
What happened?

Well, the pan burnt,
obviously.

Where's Jasmine?

What?

She -- well, she was here.

I think she was.

Yeah, it's okay,
there's no real harm done.

Hiya, I got a...
Hey, what's that smell?

Well, what do you think?

Oh, crap. I thought I would make
us some food and --

And you left Granddad alone
in charge of a hot frying pan.

Don't blame Jasmine
for my mess.

I just needed to
grab some things.

I was only gone like 15 minutes.

Long enough, obviously.

Do you know what?

I was gonna say,
leave it, I'll clean up,

but I'll probably do
that wrong, as well.

-Jasmine --
-Just leave me alone.

Wow, you stuffed
that up royally.

Thanks, Dad. It's made me feel
so much better.

Jas, can I come in?

I'm doing homework.

I'm sorry.

I should be grateful
that you made an effort.

Actually, I cook all
the time at Dad's place.

What, 'cause he
doesn't feed you?

Because he lets me.

Right.

Look, I know it's been tough
with my work and the break in.

-I'm quitting cello.
-What?

No, you're not.
-I hate it, all right?

Well, you -- you played for
Granddad just the other day.

So? He likes it, you like it,
I don't.

-First I've heard.
-Because you don't ask.

You never asked me
whether I wanted to play

or change schools

or go between your place
and Dad's every week.

Oh, Jasmine.

That girl, I get
she was in danger,

but you didn't even tell
me she was gonna stay here

in my room.

You just did it.

I had to make a quick decision.

She's used my makeup,
moved my iPad.

I mean, that is really
violating, Mum.

Wait, your iPad?

Just my old one.

It was in that drawer,
now it's gone.

Jas, can you track it?

Um, maybe.

Weird.

It's at some caravan park.

I never saw her using an iPad.

I would've said something,
obviously.

So you didn't search her
room when she went missing?

No, that's the one place I knew
she wouldn't be, wasn't it?

Alright, well, it
should start beeping now.

Anything?

Hang on.

Got it.

Anything useful?

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

Amy's been messaging
Crowther's son,

and the boy's been telling
her she can't trust the police

and that his dad wants to help.

You think Crowther's
pulling the strings?

It's possible.

And if he was, he's
probably already got her.

You got
to tell Wheatley.

She's been pushing for
a raid on Crowther.

I don't trust Wheatley.

And I have reasons to think that
Kelman's been leaking

information, so if we do
this openly,

it's gonna get back to Kelman,

and then Crowther will
get tipped off.

We know there was a second
hit man at the safe house.

My guess is Crowther's got
him tying up loose ends.

If I authorise a raid like
this behind my DCI's back

and it goes wrong...

Everyone who was
there is dead.

Amy's the only one left.

That's why we can't wait.
We've got to do this now.

Armed police!

Hey, come on, take it easy!

Stay where you are!

Take it easy!

Stay where you are!

-Get on the floor now!
-Get on the floor.

Put your hands on your
head, and don't move.

-Room clear!
-Room clear!

It's alright.

-Clear!
-Clear!

Clear.

All clear.

You have no right.
We've done nothing wrong.

Eddie.

Edward Crowther,
we've got a warrant

to search your property

in relation to the abduction
of a missing child.

-What?
-Child, what fucking child?

She in there?

Nothing yet.

We're gonna
need to talk to your son.

You can be present,
Mrs. Crowther.

No. When will you people stop
persecuting my family?

You are making the biggest
mistake of your life.

Amy?

This is a set up!

You set me up!

We need to confirm with
ballistics, but this is the same

calibre weapon that was used
to kill Jock Ferguson.

Either way, it's enough
to lock him up.

There's no way Crowther
killed Jock himself.

So why did he keep the gun here?

Don't know. Even clever
criminals make silly mistakes.

-Not that silly.
-It's a win, Liz.

And now with the gun, we can
search all of his properties.

If he's got Amy, we'll find her.

Promise you.

-Arlo.
-He already gave a statement.

I'm with protected persons.

I've been looking after Amy,
trying to keep her safe.

And my son already
explained he knows nothing

about where she is.

She's a 12-year-old girl, and we
are really worried about her.

So if your husband's got
nothing to do with this,

the sooner we find her, the
sooner we can leave you alone.

All I want to do is find her.

Whatever more
you have to say,

you say it to our lawyer.

Come on.

Hey, Arlo.

Do you know what's
happened to Amy?

I don't know.

Well, you were messaging her.

Did you meet up?

I know you think you're
helping her, staying quiet,

but it's the exact opposite.

And I need to find out
what's happened.

My dad wouldn't hurt her.

I never said that.

Amy said you told
her he would.

So you did see her.

If I find Amy safe and well,

that'll help your dad
get out of trouble, too.

We met up last night,

hung out for a bit,

and I thought she'd come home
with me, but she wouldn't.

Your people made her
scared of us.

And you left her alone
in some shitty caravan.

Arlo, you need to tell me
the last place you saw Amy.

They were at the corner
shop on Smith Street,

and then they walked to
the nearest bus stop.

That was hours ago.

Well, still, it's a start.

There.

Where's she going?

Can you track her?

She spent the night
on the street.

And it was cold last night.

She would've needed
to find shelter.

Some of the shops on
the High Street have awnings.

Wouldn't be a bad place to kip.

One of the shopkeepers might
have seen her this morning

when they opened up.

I'll get my keys.

Detective Chief Inspector
Liz Nyles.

With all due respect,
we've got a lead on

Amy McLennan's location,
so we need to keep going.

You're not going anywhere.

We need to speak
to you right now.

About what?

About the
nature of your relationship

with DS Paul Brandice.

This is ridiculous.

Amy McLennan is out
there, in danger.

May I remind you that
you are now under caution?

DS Kohli's passed on
the last known location

of the McLennan girl, and I have
officers searching for her.

So it's no longer your
concern, Liz.

I am Detective Inspector
Thomas Jardine.

With me is Detective Chief
Inspector Hannah Wheatley.

It is 4:37 PM on the
15th of September, 2023.

Would you care to
introduce yourself?

DCI Liz Nyles.

DCI Nyles, in our
last interview

in regards to Paul Brandice,
you said,

"We worked together,
of course, not directly.

I thought he was
a first class officer."

When asked whether your
relationship extended

beyond that, you said, "We went
to the pub a couple of times

with colleagues."

Is there anything you'd like
to now add to this assessment?

I want to know what
you're alleging.

I'm just asking
about your relationship

with Paul Brandice.

Let the record show
that DCI Nyles gave no answer

to the question.

Have you
seen this phone before?

Where did you get that?

I'm asking if you've seen it.

Yes.

When?

Belonged to Paul.

I found it in his car.

Let -- let me get this clear.

You accessed
Paul Brandice's vehicle

and you recovered this phone?

That's correct.

And then you lied about it.

You withheld it from the
lawful police investigators

even though it was material

to a multiple murder
investigation.

That's correct.

Right, help me make
sense of that, DCI Nyles.

I needed to remain
active as a police officer

involved in
the McLennan murder case.

Remain active?

I wanted to retain
control of Amy McLennan,

keep her safe.

And I wanted to remain free

to be able to investigate
the circumstances

of Paul Brandice's shooting.

If I'd have handed that in,
I'd have been sidelined.

Because it contained
text messages,

which you deleted but
my tech team recovered.

Messages sent to and from
your phone proving

that yourself and Paul Brandice
were involved

in a highly improper
sexual relationship.

If I'd have revealed
the relationship,

I'd have been sidelined.

So instead,
you withheld evidence,

even though it may have assisted
the investigating officers

in solving the McLennan murders?

I didn't trust the
investigating officers.

DI Bewley and his team
found that phone

in a house belonging
to Edward Crowther.

So how do you think that
Crowther got it?

This was taken from my house

straight after I turned
it back on.

That means they were
tracking it.

The same people that
set up Raj Kohli

and doctored the hospital CCTV.

Right.

So, do you want to help
us out here?

Who's capable of pulling
off these technical marvels?

Amanda Kelman.

As DS Jardine well knows.

There's a -- there's
a number on this.

A John Gibson.

You need to find him
because he is the contact

between Crowther and Brandice
and maybe Crowther and Kelman.

That number you
refer to belongs

to a burner phone, purchased
for cash, now out of service.

It's effectively untraceable.

That's pretty standard practise
for organised criminals.

And corrupt police officers.

I'm not corrupt.

I'm telling you it's Kelman.

She's the leak.

When we last spoke, you
said that you were unaware

that Brandice went to
your father's place,

that he must have followed
you there, surveilled you.

That was another lie, wasn't it?

When we recovered this phone,

we went back through your
statement and your movements,

and we found this.

Taken from a CCTV camera
near your father's house.

I put it to you that yourself
and Paul Brandice were

working together
for Edward Crowther.

-No.
-Now maybe he

led you into it.

He might have seduced
you into it.

-No.
-But either way,

you conspired together in
the murder of the McLennans

at the behest of
Edward Crowther.

No.

My relationship with
Paul Brandice was a mistake.

I've made a lot of
those the last few days.

But I think maybe
he slept with me

to find the McLennan safe house.

But I never worked for Crowther,

and the McLennans were
my witnesses.

I would've done anything
to protect them.

Except keep your knickers on.

I am pausing this interview
at 4:42 PM.

Go get me a coffee.

Want one, Liz?

Workplace romances happen.

It's -- it's not
a hanging offence.

But the rest of this, Liz,
it's -- it looks bad for you.

It's -- it's really bad.

So maybe you better start
telling me the truth.

I have.

Everything I've said
in here is true.

You know, I've been
aware of you

since I started in the force.

You was daughter of star copper,
high achiever, girl most likely.

And, you know, when
all this started,

I was actually really excited
about working with you.

But ever since then,

you've obstructed me
and you've lied and...

And now you expect
me to believe you.

So tell me, would you believe me

if the positions were
reversed here?

No, I don't think so.

Given the suggestion
of improper

and possibly corrupt
behaviour on your behalf,

this matter has been
referred to me.

Has it?

As it stands, for withholding
evidence, you'll be charged with

perverting the course
of justice.

Wheatley doesn't yet
have the evidence

to make the conspiracy
to murder charge stick.

But believe me,
she's working on it.

I told Wheatley
you're the leak.

It's on record.

You'll be bailed and
suspended from duty, obviously.

My advice is to go home,
retain a good lawyer,

and for God's sake, stop
your obsessive digging.

Why are you doing this?

Isn't it about time you
stopped asking that question

and accepted things
the way they are?

If you did, we'd all be
a great deal happier.

-Raj.
-What the fuck, Liz?

This isn't the way it seems.

Like the phone?

I sweated it out in that
cell, keeping your secret.

I'm sorry. I should
have told you the truth.

What I'm hearing
is you're bent.

At least say that isn't true.

You know it isn't.

Please say you know that.

I looked up to you.

And now, it's like I don't even
know who you are.

I've made mistakes, but
whatever else has happened --

I can't talk about
this anymore.

No, that stuff's mine.

Love, you need to let
them get on with it.

Mum, what is going on?

They won't tell us what it is,
but they had a warrant,

and they're going
through our things.

Your mum and I need a quick
private chat, love.

I'm so sorry, Jasmine.

There's been a misunderstanding
at work.

What kind of
misunderstanding?

Are you in trouble?

Yeah, but we are
gonna sort it out, okay?

Liz,
seriously, right now.

Just need to talk
to your dad, love,

so just give me a minute.

So I got a call off an
old mate on Wheatley's team.

Filled me in on the details.

But you didn't tell Jasmine?

Say it isn't true, Liz.

Some of it's true,
some of it isn't.

I'm not even sure I know
the difference anymore.

You'll go to jail, yeah?

Will you take Jas
to your place?

And then what?

I don't know.

Really
better work it out

'cause eventually you're
gonna have to explain yourself

to that girl.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to.

I just couldn't.

Maybe you never trusted me.

It wasn't trust, Dad.

It was about feeling judged.

I'm your father, Liz.

I have to say what's
right and wrong.

I did my best.

Oh, that poor lassie,
Amy, she trusted me.

Jasmine, too.

You're right.

That's the mess I've made.

I shouldn't criticise
your parenting.

Hey, maybe it's easy
being a grandparent.

You can take their
side, be a friend,

keep their secrets.

Is Grandma gonna
be in trouble?

When I got here, she
wanted to ring you,

but I begged her not to.

No, love, it's okay.
She's not in trouble.

But you know you
can't stay here.

Your grandma's not well
enough to look after you.

And even if she was,

you wouldn't be safe here.

I don't care about being safe.

I just want to go home.

You're the only
other family she has left.

Okay.
Why do we have to move?

I read that Crowther's
been arrested.

That doesn't mean
the threat's passed.

A man like him can give
his orders from prison.

This whole mess
is Jimmy's doing.

It's nothing to do with us.

Look, I'm not gonna be able
to manage Amy's file anymore.

That means she could end up

in another anonymous
house with police officers

and social workers she
doesn't even know.

This isn't fair.

None of it is.

And what about my job?

When this is all sorted,
you'll be able to come back.

We've got our own
child to think of.

We can't just pull Miles
out of school, no warning.

If this is gonna work,
it has to be quick.

She's alone, and she's scared.

And police officers are
no substitute for family.

Miles is only little.
We could say it's an adventure.

I don't care what she says.

This could be years, Keeley.
We can't.

Please can I give Rolly
some treats, Auntie Keeley?

Of course, honey.
Just by the washing machine.

If it were Miles, Jimmy
would've done it for him.

When I said I owed you
one for taking Ellis

off my hands,
you really took me at my word.

You speak to DS Beardsley?

She signed off
on the transfer.

Your name wasn't even mentioned,

so from an admin point of
view, the whole thing's legit.

What's the plan from here?

For tonight?

Get 'em into temporary
accommodation and then...

I can't tell you, can I?

And for you?

Ah, I've got one thing
to sort out and then...

I really don't know.

I've taken the kids to my
mum's, so you can come in.

Just getting them ready for
when we can have the funeral.

So to what do I owe
the pleasure?

I felt I needed to tell you
myself, face to face, but...

...there's no easy
way to say this.

Just spit it out.

Paul and I were having an
affair for about three months.

It was wrong.

Obviously.

I'd never done anything
like that before.

And I am so sorry.

If you were sorry, you
wouldn't have done it.

DCI Wheatley called
me this afternoon.

She was asking me questions

about Paul's whereabouts
in the evenings,

if he'd told me anything
about you.

I'm not an idiot.
I knew what she was implying.

I was selfish.

I wish there was
a better reason than that,

but that's all it was.

I knew he was up to something.

I should have known with you
hanging around, but still, I...

He never wanted to
hurt you, I know that.

Oh, because my feelings
were top of his priorities?

Come on.

It looks like he was using
me to get at my witnesses.

I didn't want to believe
that, but now --

Do you expect me to
feel sorry for you?

No.

I need to get things
sorted, so just...

That man next to
Paul, John Gibson.

You said you'd never
heard of him.

Don't know who John Gibson is,
but that's Nigel.

Nigel Frankton.

Gemma, this is --
this is really important.

Did Paul mention him recently?

Has he been to the house?

-Not for years, why?
-Anything at all?

A phone call, a passing comment?

The last time I saw Nigel was

when all three of us
got out of the army

and we took an aptitude test.

Me and Paul didn't get very far,
but I think Nigel got picked up.

An aptitude test?

Yeah, it's a cover basically.
Pretty shit one.

But that's the intelligence
services for you.

He works in intelligence?

Well, you can't
say obviously,

but he took the test.

My assumption is he's
security services now.

I'm with the
Protected Persons Unit.

You've got one of my witnesses
in protective custody,

a Patrick Ellis.

And you are?

Acting DCI Liz Nyles.

Hi. I'm here for
a prisoner interview.

The custody sergeant
told me you could help.

Absolutely. What's the
name of the prisoner?

Edward Crowther.

He's being taken to
prison on remand in a bit.

Yeah, I won't be long.

You shouldn't be here.

My lawyer's gone home,

and I'm not saying
a word without him.

You don't have to
talk, just listen.

Do you know this man,
John Gibson?

Or maybe you know him
as Nigel Frankton?

He's an intelligence officer.

At first, I thought you'd
managed to corrupt him, too.

And then it occurred to me,

you might have some kind
of arrangement,

worked together on something.

I don't know what it was,
but maybe Jimmy McLennan did.

So when Jimmy turned on you,
Frankton decided to shut him up,

and now Frankton's stitched
you up for it.

And how did you
figure all that?

The gun that killed
Jock Ferguson.

There's no way you just
left that lying around,

so it must have been
planted by Frankton.

He's played me, too.

Met me, in a car,

hired from one of
your companies.

So I'd think he worked for you.

Then he planted
Paul Brandice's phone

in one of your other properties
so the police would find it

and make the obvious
connection between us.

So now we're both in the frame.

Oh, you are in way
over your head.

What I need to know now is

why a man like Frankton
would get into bed with you

in the first place.

What did you offer him?

Tell me that,
and I can go public.

Who do you think
you're dealing with?

You won't get one word out
before they shut you down.

If I've got proof, I can
expose them, expose the truth.

And you think that's
gonna save you, do you?

McLennan had his insurance,
and look what happened to him.

What insurance?
What did he have?

I think we're done here.

If Jimmy had hard evidence
of what you and Frankton

were doing,

is that what Frankton was after
when he hit the safe house?

You want to spend the rest
of your life in prison?

Never seeing Arlo grow up?

These people will do
anything to cover this up.

That just proves that
they're scared.

Not as scared as
you ought to be.

Like I said, we're done.

We're leaving town tonight,
so this really is it.

Yeah, I understand.

What's wrong?

I have to hide again?

No, love, you're safe.

And you'll be on your
way very soon.

What's that for?

For getting me with
my uncle and auntie.

With them, I don't feel
as sad anymore.

I'm glad, love, I really am.

Before you go, I have
to ask you something,

and I need you to really
try to remember.

That man who came to your
house to see your dad,

the one with the Irish accent,

you said they were
talking about insurance?

Yeah.

Can you remember
what they said?

I already told you I couldn't
really hear anything.

I heard Mum, though.

Your mum was there, too?

No, when he left.

Mum and Dad, they were
arguing about it.

About the insurance?

Dad had given it away
to the Irish man.

That made Mum really angry.

Hello?

That's
Detective Nyles?

Who's this?

Rezan Crowther.

Eddie's wife.

Okay.

Eddie asked
me to contact you.

He told me to say he
wants to talk again

about what you
discussed earlier.

He thinks maybe you can
come to an understanding.

He's ready to tell
you everything.

Yeah, I won't be able
to visit him, on remand.

That's okay.
He'll phone you later tonight.

Be ready.

Please fix this, for my family.

Mr. Crowther, I hear
you want a phone.

In your cell.

Nigel, can you get that?

Who is it?

Nigel?

You the guy
with the phone?

Fucking hell.

Look, I've got a call to make,

so either you got a phone
or you can fuck off.