You've been to Ibiza, right? Yeah.
I've been clubbing there.
But I never saw the rest of the island.
You got any photos?
Yeah, I do. Here, look.
If you drive ten minutes, you're out in real wild nature.
Wow. Mm-hm.
It's amazing. Yeah.
THEY CHUCKLE, PHONE BUZZES
Er... I ought to take this.
Not great timing, Maddox. Call me tomorrow.
'If you don't get the money, there isn't gonna be a tomorrow, Bryson.
'This is your last chance.'
What was it? Work?
It's nothing.
Just nipping to the loo. I'll be back, though.
CLEO: So, let me get this straight. Your son...
our son...
...has been under threat this whole time...
and you haven't told me?
At first, I didn't think it was true.
I thought it was just Cassian twisting the knife.
How long have you known?
He told me just after we arrested him.
That was ages ago. Jesus, Roy!
We arrested Albazi.
We just needed something to make the charges stick.
That's why Glenn and I were trying to find something,
anything to link him to Sandy's murder.
At what cost?
Ari and her kids could have died.
How are we gonna keep Bruno safe?
Well, we're on the hunt for the firebomber, and...
...we just keep Bruno close.
We'll keep him close until we know what's going on.
And you were just gonna...
marry me and not tell me any of this?
I just didn't wanna have to put you through...
worrying about another child, after...
...after everything.
I'm sorry. I had a really nice night.
Maybe another time, yeah?
PHONE BEEPS AND BUZZES
TYRES SCREECH Argh! Whoa!
CRASH
SEAGULLS CALLING
Hey.
Ah.
You found any black holes yet?
You can't see black holes. That's the point.
Listen... I know things haven't been easy...
with school and the wedding coming up and everything.
Cleo and I, we were...
We'd like to spend more time with you.
Like taking you to school, picking you up, that sort of thing.
Erm, also, I'd like you to keep this tracker on you...
...all the time. OK?
Why?
It's just a sensible thing to do.
It's so obvious when you're lying, Dad.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, OK?
Look, I know this place isn't great, but it's just for a while.
Stop saying sorry.
Look...
This flat doesn't matter.
What matters is us being alive, being OK.
This was never meant to happen.
You're a good friend... doing the right thing.
And doing the right thing has put you and the kids in danger.
And do you know what? It could have been so much worse.
I'm gonna take a step back from the Albazi investigation.
We might not like it... but we are in this now.
You need to find the guys who tried to hurt our family
and put them away for good.
ROY: 'How's the family?'
GLENN: As well as you can hope, given the circumstances.
How about you? How did Cleo take the news?
Keeping this from her was a mistake.
I wouldn't blame her if she called off the wedding.
I'm sorry.
No, this is all my fault.
I shouldn't have got you involved in any of this. No.
Look, how were we to know
that the Munich informant was in Benchdale's pocket?
Which is why I think maybe we should lay off Albazi for a while.
There may be more out there.
Maybe, but...
...no-one gets firebombed unless they're getting closer to the truth.
The Munich informant I met,
he did supply the car for the hit-and-run on Sandy.
And his body shop has been cleared out recently.
They know we're onto them. Exactly.
Which means we were right about Munich being a loose end for Albazi.
And I just think every moment that we're not pushing this,
his men could be clearing out more evidence.
We need to see this through.
Wasn't expecting you to be working yet.
How are you and Ari holding up?
Yeah. We're OK, thanks, Bella.
So, what have we got?
Bryson Lambert. CEO of Rorke Lambert Hotels.
Pronounced dead at the scene at 5:17am
after a dog walker called it in,
but we now know it occurred just after midnight.
Cause of death - impact trauma. He would've been dead in minutes.
They've taken the body to the mortuary.
His wife and daughter haven't been informed yet.
Now, to start with, the collision investigators were thinking
he'd just lost control of the car.
But then we recovered the dashcam footage. Take a look.
With the headlamps on full beam,
there's no chance of getting the reg plates of the other car.
OK, so, wrong side of the road,
failure to brake, and they fled the scene.
At the very least, that is vehicular manslaughter.
Let's get a full forensic check on the vehicle.
If there was any contact at all,
even a... a scrape, there might be paint from the other car.
Someone drove off, left this man to die. I wanna know who.
We're doing everything we can to locate the other driver,
but lack of cameras in the area is... is making that difficult.
In what area?
The crash occurred on Walsh Lane.
When did it happen? It happened at precisely 12:21am.
And you're only telling us now? Rose.
Your dad's car had gone off the road.
It was difficult to see.
Now, unfortunately, no-one noticed until this morning.
Mrs Lambert, when your husband didn't return home...
...were you not concerned?
No. Not really.
He called me from his office and said he was gonna be working late.
So... why would he be driving down Walsh Lane?
He has other properties. For work.
One of them is down that way.
So he might have been driving to this...
work property... even late at night?
Well, he runs a global hotel chain. It's a 24-hour job.
He likes to keep business and home life separate.
I spoke to him.
I sat and watched a film, for God's sake.
How could I just be sitting here if he was just...
if you're saying at the same time that he was... Mum. Hey.
It's just hard to put it together.
We were here, having a normal evening on the sofa,
watching telly.
Of course. I'm so sorry.
COMPUTER CHIMES
You have got to be kidding me.
Detective Superintendent.
It's, er... been a while.
Not long enough. What do you want?
I'm just interested as to why Major Crime
are investigating a road traffic accident.
I've heard maybe there's more to it. Thought you might like to comment.
Yeah, why don't you jog on
before I arrest you for loitering with intent?
Come on, now.
My intel on those old-school villains was good, wasn't it?
I can trade you.
Head chef of a boutique foraging restaurant
died last week from mushroom poisoning,
but I don't think that's the full story.
The episode's about to drop wide, but, er...
I'm prepared to give you an exclusive preview.
Digging for mushrooms?
HE CHUCKLES
Trust me. That'll be the day.
It's no secret that Barnie wasn't always the easiest man to deal with.
But say what you want about Barnie, he...
...he did love bringing people together.
I think that's why he became a chef.
He'd be delighted to see you all here.
Though probably not so delighted at the reason.
CHATTER
ENGINE STARTS
MOTORBIKE ROARS
NICK: Just glad that Ari and the kids are OK.
Look, I have had units out all weekend
searching for the firebomber.
We will find him, I promise.
Cheers, Nick.
What have we got on the crash site?
No luck from witnesses so far,
but neighbours say Bryson was obsessed with his cars.
A real petrolhead, apparently.
The enhanced dashcam footage has just come through.
Yeah. It's like the other car deliberately ran him off the road.
That's more than just reckless driving.
Vehicle Forensics have the results from the wreck.
They say that they found something on Bryson's car.
FORENSICS OFFICER: No signs of paint residue
or any other contact with an oncoming vehicle,
but we did find this trapped in his front bumper.
It's a strip of insulation foil. It's usually used in construction.
It certainly doesn't come from a car.
Can you pull up the dashcam footage
from the moments just before the crash? Yeah.
Stop it there.
Which direction is he heading now? West.
ENGINE STARTS
RADIO: 'You're good to go. Be ready to slam on the brakes.'
TYRES SCREECH Jesus!
You were right.
No-one's quick enough to dodge their own reflection.
How did you know?
Well, we saw the moon in the dashcam footage
just before the crash.
But the moon rises in the east at the moment.
Bryson was headed due west.
So how could it have been in front of him?
You seriously caught all of that?
Bruno's really into his astronomy. I've been trying to keep up.
But to be honest with you, I could have missed it very easily.
Well... if you had,
we would have spent months chasing a car that doesn't even exist.
And someone would have got away with murder.
A car fanatic killed by the thing he loved the most.
Now, someone organised this trap meticulously.
They had to know where Bryson was headed and when,
down to the precise minute.
Well, we've tracked Bryson's movements across the whole evening.
He left his offices at 9pm...
...then drives to a cocktail bar.
This is him arriving around 9:30pm, where he meets this woman.
Bryson told his wife that he was working late.
I mean, that does not look like a business meeting.
Get an ID on this woman. Interview the bar staff.
Find out if he met her there before. Let's get access to his phone.
Hang on. Wasn't that Jeep that's reversing at the offices as well?
There.
Someone's following him.
But they leave the bar before he does. To get ahead of him?
Well, the Jeep left at 9:38pm.
And Bryson leaves on his own at 11:55pm.
Well, that's plenty of time to get to Walsh Lane and to set a trap.
So, let's say Bryson is using his second home for hook-ups.
If the woman he met left on her own,
why does he head for his other property?
And how could the killer guarantee that he was gonna do that?
WOMAN: What are you doing?!
'Emergency. Which service?' I need the police!
Look at this.
Seven cars and a private yacht.
But in the last six months, Bryson's sold four of his cars,
and the private yacht's up for sale.
We've got access to Bryson's phone.
At around seven o'clock, he placed a call to his wife,
and at 9:45, he received a call from someone called Arno Maddox.
That is the Chief Financial Officer of Rorke Lambert.
He's acting CEO now that Bryson's dead.
Let's find out what that was about.
Roy?
The Jeep opposite the bar, it's registered to Rose Lambert,
Bryson's daughter.
Now, we've tracked the vehicle on ANPR.
The last hit is on the A-road
a little while before the turning onto Walsh Lane.
It did exactly the same route Bryson did,
only two hours ahead of him.
So she could have been lying in wait.
It fits.
Mr Maddox, you spoke to Mr Lambert
late on the night he died, I believe.
What was that about? Yeah.
That was at... at 9:30-ish, I think.
Erm... Yeah, I was just reminding him
that he still had a lot of paperwork that needed his signature.
OK. Might he have forgotten?
I don't mean to speak ill of the dead,
but if Bryson had known as much about running a hotel business
as he did about the torque performance
of rear-mid-engine sports cars, we'd all be in clover.
I mean, he must have known something, though, right?
I mean, Rorke Lambert's a global brand.
Rufus Rorke was the one with the brains.
Bryson just had the money.
He was a silent partner, more or less.
And, er... that was all fine until three years ago.
Rufus dies, Bryson takes over.
Thinks to himself, "Hmm, CEO. How hard can that be?"
Well, turns out, pretty hard.
And now you're interim CEO?
Yeah, well, that wasn't my idea. I'm just the last man standing.
Sorry, erm... Why are you asking all these questions?
His car came off the road. It was an accident.
I'm afraid this is now a murder inquiry.
ROSE: It's not what you're saying. It's not.
Mum had made dinner. We were gonna watch a film.
And then he calls, says he's working late.
And I knew.
I knew that was bullshit.
So you went to his offices.
He, erm...
...laughed at me.
Said I was imagining things.
But I waited, and I followed him into town.
I thought, "He's back with Lucy."
But it was some new woman.
You left the bar before your dad,
and you drove in the direction of his second property.
Yeah. I knew that's where he would go with whoever he picked up.
I wanted him to feel ashamed.
But he never showed.
I think, in the end, I... fell asleep.
Next thing I knew, it was four in the morning.
I gave it up. Drove home.
I must've...
driven right by him.
Right by where he was.
Rose, why didn't you tell us this before?
Cos my mum doesn't know about his affairs.
And I don't wanna drag her through all this shit.
RINGING TONE
PHONE RINGS
I've already told you, I'm working on it.
'What's there to work on?
'You've been pissing me about for weeks now.'
Time's up, Vernon.
Now, you tell me what I need to know,
or your daughter's gonna feel the consequences.
LINE GOES DEAD
Vee. It's your dad again.
Dave Cripps is using you to threaten me.
We need to meet, and I'll explain.
I was going back over the security footage
from outside the bar,
and it looks as though Bryson got a text just as he leaving.
There's nothing on his phone from that point on in the night,
so I asked Digital Forensics to do a deep dive.
They discovered these texts from someone called Lucy Roberts.
He must have deleted them,
you know, to keep things sanitised in case his wife went looking.
So Lucy Roberts here is the woman that Rose mentioned?
There's plenty of texts from her in the past,
but they stopped suddenly two weeks ago.
What's interesting is that these texts
are from a different number.
It's been registered to the same contact, but it's a burner.
It's already out of service.
So maybe it wasn't Lucy at all. It was someone pretending to be her.
Someone would have had to have
access to Bryson's phone without him knowing.
Could that have been Rose?
We need to make sure that Lucy didn't send those texts.
PHONE BUZZES
GLENN: Are you sure, Lucy?
I haven't texted him at all.
Well, not since we split up.
Is he really dead? I'm afraid so.
You and Bryson had been seeing each other for a while.
Yeah. More than a year.
That's quite a long time. Why did you end the relationship?
I didn't.
Rose did that. She came round.
Painted quite the picture of what would happen if I didn't back off.
I was surprised she cared so much.
Why do you say that?
Well, from what Bryson said about her,
she pretty much hated him.
Like, he paid for everything, but there was never any gratitude.
He said he was thinking of cutting her off.
Said if he stopped paying for uni and everything,
maybe it would teach her a lesson in life.
You said Rose warned you to back off.
What exactly did she say?
That if I didn't end it with Bryson, she would end it for me.
PHONE BUZZES
Bella says Uniform have IDed the woman Bryson met
the night he died.
Her name is Paisley Laing.
She works part-time at the Third Avenue bar.
Bryson comes in here sometimes.
He's always flirting, but I don't really know him.
And then I got this call out of nowhere,
this man saying he was a private investigator
and that Bryson was cheating on his wife, but she wants evidence.
He said I don't actually have to do anything,
just set up a date and, erm...
...add this number to a contact in his phone when he wasn't looking.
Was the contact Lucy Roberts?
Yeah.
As soon as I'd done it, I could find an excuse and blow it off.
And you did all that for someone that you've never met?
Well, he said he'd pay me £1,000.
The next day, this envelope arrives in the post.
A grand in cash.
And so I thought...
..."Why not?"
'I'm sorry, the number you've dialled is no longer in service.'
Ah, surprise, surprise.
The number that called Paisley is out of service.
So, now we've got a mystery man dropping £1,000
to gain access to Bryson's phone in order to lure him into a trap.
Do you reckon it's someone that we haven't considered yet? Maybe.
Or maybe one of our current suspects wasn't working alone.
'Nobody's off the table.'
Arno Maddox's alibi checks out.
He WAS in the office until nearly 2am.
But that call that he made at 9:45pm to Bryson,
he told us it was about paperwork, but one of the interns overheard it.
Apparently, Maddox told Bryson if he didn't get the money,
there wasn't gonna be a tomorrow.
Dig into him. Find out what else he's lying about.
Speaking of alibis,
the doorbell cam from Bryson's second home,
it shows Rose arriving at 10:00pm and leaving at 4:03am.
Right, so Rose and Maddox are both accounted for
at the time of the crash.
We've also been going through
Bryson Lambert's personal bank accounts.
Two weeks ago, he transferred 45 grand to Rose.
It pretty much cleaned him out. Bryson was in financial trouble.
And he and Rose were at each other's throats.
There's no way that he's giving her 45K.
Well, we've got server-side access to her email,
and there's a cryptocurrency receipt for £45,000 worth of Bitcoin,
dated two weeks ago.
So she steals her dad's money,
then converts it so it's untraceable,
then makes sure she's safely recorded on a doorbell camera
at the time of his death?
We said Bryson's murder was meticulously planned.
What if an alibi is part of that plan?
Could this be where the mystery man who paid Paisley slots in?
It's like you said.
Maybe whoever wanted Bryson dead wasn't working alone.
The way he was killed, it was...
...organised, specific.
Perhaps not the workings of a 19-year-old.
This was very, very sophisticated.
I think it could be professional.
What, 45 grand of Bitcoin for the perfect murder?
Do you remember what she said to Lucy?
"If you don't end it with my dad, I will end it for you."
I think we need to consider the possibility
that Rose Lambert hired a hitman to kill her own father.
I told him he was pathetic. I threatened to tell Mum about Lucy.
He said if I did that, he'd cut me off.
So, yeah, I took the money.
You told Lucy that if she didn't end it with your father, you would.
I was just trying to scare her.
I mean, after they broke up, I thought maybe he'd change.
But clearly, that wasn't the case.
I just wanted my mum to have a husband who wasn't a cheat.
So if we asked to see your Bitcoin wallet...
...the money would still be there?
My tuition fees aren't due until September.
It's all there.
All the money that Rose took is still in her Bitcoin wallet.
We have no evidence that she hired anyone.
Maybe she didn't.
But given the nature of the murder, perhaps someone else did.
Yeah, so, I think I have something.
Six months ago, Bryson's company announced
they were expanding into Saudi Arabia,
but it looks like the deal fell apart.
Now, we know that Bryson's personal finances
were in real trouble, so if he somehow fleeced those investors,
or pissed them off...
Maybe that was the reason
for Maddox's late-night call to Bryson.
Find out all you can about this business deal.
And scour the dark web,
see if there are any specific sites where you can hire a hitman.
And let's look into him, his MO.
He's likely killed before and gotten away with it.
Hold on.
You know Spinella was telling us about this chef
who died of mushroom poisoning?
Well, he sent me a link to his podcast.
This chef was local. His name was Barnie Rivers.
Now, the USP for his restaurant was foraging for wild produce.
Now, according to Spinella, the whole thing was a sham.
But I checked the postmortem results.
Barnie really did die of mushroom poisoning.
If he did buy his produce from a wholesaler,
like Spinella says, then how did he end up poisoned?
Wait, wait. What are we saying here?
There's been two deaths by the same person
in the space of a couple of weeks?
A petrolhead killed by his car
and a chef killed by his food?
I've just looked up Barnie Rivers on the system.
Uniform have had a report
of a break-in at his restaurant this morning.
Apparently, the guy fled the scene on a motorbike.
He tore a page out of the bookings ledger,
and I think he took some receipts.
He dropped these, but there were more of them.
I had no idea what Barnie was doing, OK?
The whole sustainable foraging thing,
hedgerow to plate, it was his idea.
He used to come in every morning
with a basket full of herbs and mushrooms.
Sometimes, there was still mud on them.
You say the intruder tore a page from the bookings ledger.
Do you know what was on it?
We had a celebration dinner booked in for 30 people.
The client wanted wild rabbit
in a mushroom, shallot and Burgundy sauce.
That's what Barnie was testing when he died.
Young death caps look a lot like edible mushrooms.
We thought he'd went out picking and made a terrible mistake.
Thank you.
If this was deliberate, then someone either had to make sure
that Barnie bought poisonous mushrooms,
or they got access to the mushrooms he did buy
before he cooked and ate them.
Well, either way, it would require a lot of planning
and knowledge of Barnie's movements.
It has all the same hallmarks as Bryson's death.
Could this be our hitman?
So, I've cued up the footage from the 2nd of June.
There. That's Barnie, isn't it?
Can we get that larger, please? Yeah.
Yeah. Look there.
He's getting the mushrooms. They're all loose in the crate.
There's no way to be sure he'd pick the right ones.
It looks like this blind guy's asking him for help.
There. Look.
Can we run this back and play it from a different camera angle? Yeah.
There. Shit. He swapped them.
Right under Barnie's nose.
That's our guy.
BEEP
I'll get that footage over to you. That's great.
Thank you for your help. No worries.
If he comes in again, don't hesitate,
just call me on that number. Great. Thank you.
There was some guy at the back wearing motorbike leathers.
I think he stole my access card.
Hey!
The plates were reported stolen earlier today.
OK, let's get this still out as a press release.
See if anyone's seen him.
And trawl CCTV for any sightings
of people matching the blind man's description.
Let's see if we can trace him back to an address.
What else have we got?
I've been on the dark web,
and there are several hitman-for-hire sites.
The typical protocol on how to pay is 50% up front
and 50% on completion, and that's, of course, in crypto.
You're gonna wanna see this.
So, I ran a gait analysis check on your blind man,
and there's a 98% match
to footage from a previous case seven years ago.
He was flagged as a possible witness
in the death of an exotic pet dealer, Darius Sacher.
Now, Sacher here imported a consignment of scorpions,
illegally, and one of them stung him.
Right, so far, so familiar.
His daughter forced an investigation,
but they found nothing.
The one thing they did turn up
was CCTV of this man leaving the shop on the day Sacher died,
but nobody ever tracked him down.
The software says this is the same guy you saw swap the mushrooms.
So this hitman could have been killing people in Brighton
for seven years.
OK, let's pull up
any previous deaths that were logged as accidental
but the circumstances were strange.
I have an update on the attack on your house.
Uniform have a suspect in custody.
We managed to get an ID from a doorbell camera nearby.
OK. If you hear of anything else about them, come to me direct, OK?
I was thinking we should take a look at CCTV
from the hospital in Munich right before Sandy's death.
OK. Keep it under the radar.
You OK? Yeah, I'm fine.
Nick and I have got this.
Why don't you go home, smooth things over a bit?
Honestly, I'm fine.
Just saying. We need to keep this wedding of yours on track.
I do not want my best man suit to go to waste.
Where did you slip off to earlier?
I finally spoke to my dad.
He says he can prove
that it was Cripps who killed that informant, not him.
Well, we need to tell Roy.
Escalate this. No! I can't. I...
I have to help him.
It's too risky for anyone else to know.
He says Cripps has got eyes and ears everywhere.
All the more reason why you can't handle this on your own.
Look, I'm serious, Vee.
Don't do anything without telling me first.
Ready for a long night?
KNOCK AT DOOR
Hey.
Your astronomy helped us with a big break in a case.
So... I just wanted to let you know.
Everything OK?
I just want you to be honest with me.
Mum was always keeping secrets from me.
And you're just the same.
Hey, we... we love you,
and we want you to be safe, that's all.
I don't want to be picked up from school.
I don't want a tracker.
Is it... Is it because...
...M-Mum was murdered?
Why...
Why do you say that?
I-I heard you talking on the phone.
"Sandy may have been murdered." That's what you said.
First of all, I'm really sorry that you overheard that.
And secondly...
...you deserve the truth.
And the truth is...
I don't know what really happened to your mum, not yet.
But I'm doing everything I can to find out.
And when I do find out...
...I'll let you know. I promise. OK?
Is... Is something bad going to...
gonna happen to me too?
I wouldn't let anything bad happen to you... ever.
I should never have shut you out. I'm so sorry.
You want to protect people. I get it.
That's who you are.
But you think you have to do it all by yourself.
You don't.
You have to let me in.
That's what marriage is all about.
Oh, so you... you do still wanna marry me, then?
You do not get rid of me that easily.
As well as Darius Sacher,
we're now including Pauline Ormonde as a victim.
Seriously into New Age healing
and throwing all of her husband's money at it.
She died five years ago during a Sussex spiritual retreat,
from a reaction to the psychedelic herb ayahuasca.
Pauline's sister was adamant that the husband was behind it.
Just before Pauline went on the retreat,
he funnelled 25K into Bitcoin.
Right, so that's four victims.
Actually, it might be five.
Kills Uncovered is an anonymous blog about hitmen for hire.
The author describes being the target of a failed hit.
Since then, they've been running this site
and digging up evidence on the man who tried to kill them.
They list three deaths that they think are his work.
Darius Sacher, Pauline Ormonde...
and Rufus Rorke.
He died three years ago in a boating accident.
Survived by his widow, Fiona.
Rufus Rorke, as in Bryson Lambert's former business partner?
That's far too much of a coincidence.
And it makes Arno Maddox the last man standing.
And now he's in charge.
Nick, find out who's behind Kills Uncovered.
And bring Maddox in.
In the meantime,
we should speak to Rorke's widow, Fiona, about the night of his death.
Because if it wasn't an accident, that means the hitman
could have been on board the boat.
COMPUTER BEEPS
It was our anniversary...
three years ago.
Rufus wanted to do something special.
He loved being out on the water,
so Bryson suggested we take his yacht out to celebrate.
The Lucky Ash.
It was supposed to be good weather...
...but... there was a storm.
I wasn't feeling well, so I went to bed early.
And when I woke up, Rufus... wasn't there.
He'd vanished in the night. Nobody had realised.
They thought he was with me.
I'm sorry.
But there was an investigation? Yeah.
They thought maybe he'd missed his footing because of his eye.
Oh, he'd hurt himself on a visit to a building site
just a few weeks earlier.
Look, they were renovating one of the hotels. Here.
He made a joke that he looked like a pirate.
But you lose your depth perception, don't you?
So in the dark, in the storm...
Can I ask, how well do you know Arno Maddox?
Arno? Not very well.
He was our accountant before Rufus made him CFO of the company.
Are you in touch with him? Not really.
When Rufus died, I...
Well, I inherited a great deal.
Arno handled the estate taxes and all that,
but when it was all finished up, I cut ties with Rorke Lambert.
Find out where The Lucky Ash is moored.
We need to talk to the captain. PHONE BUZZES
Nick. Arno Maddox isn't at his offices.
Pretty sure he's done a runner.
Whole place has been emptied out,
and I've just seen Rorke Lambert Hotels
filed for bankruptcy this morning.
Track him down, Nick. We need to find him.
The psychologist came through with a profile.
"The specific disguise of a blind man
"gives witnesses an overload of surface details to process.
"We're conditioned to see someone with a disability as harmless."
'This man is the opposite.'
It all started when my friend died.
Everyone thought it was an accident except me.
You thought he was murdered?
I cou...
I didn't know if I was being paranoid.
So I started digging around, you know, asking questions.
Then this journalist did a podcast,
and he was saying the same thing - that it doesn't make sense.
And then I read your blog, and I realised...
the same thing happened to my friend that you were describing.
It's a murder, but it's made to look like an accident.
I think he was killed by the same man who attacked you.
I heard that podcast too.
Was your friend Barnie Rivers, the restaurant owner?
Look, the thing is...
...by digging around, by asking questions,
I think I've put myself on the radar.
I've seen a man following me.
I don't think that's the same man that tried to kill me.
Well, are you... are you sure?
Well, it was dark when he attacked me, but...
...the man I'm after, he has a particular distinguishing feature.
I can't say more than that.
Doesn't mean this guy's not dangerous.
Drop me a copy. I've got resources I can use to track him down.
If he's for real, I'll let the police know.
Thank you.
Hey, I'm really glad you're OK.
What you described on your blog sounds... terrifying.
Well, I got lucky.
But I'm not relying on luck any more.
I'm gonna find the bastard.
I think I was even talking to him online three years back,
but then he went silent on me.
Well, maybe he's just gone for... for good.
I don't think so. I think he's hiding.
He won't be able to hide forever.
MAN: Mrs Rorke told everyone
she was going to bed early that night.
Seven o'clock.
Said she was feeling seasick, which wasn't like her,
even in a heavy swell.
We all thought Mr Rorke had turned in with her.
It was only the next morning we realised he was gone,
but by then, well, the search radius was at least 60 nautical miles.
Were any of the crew new on that voyage?
I mean, anyone that you hadn't worked with before?
No. No. Same team as I'd had for years.
Could you get me a list
of all the crew that were on board that night?
Yeah. Of course.
So, Fiona makes sure everyone knows she's going to bed early,
even though she never gets seasick.
Yeah. And Rufus somehow makes it up onto the deck in the dark,
in a storm, with one eye bandaged and, what, is never seen again?
Master bedroom's through here.
That's Barnie Rivers.
So Barnie knew Rufus and Bryson?
Yeah. They were school friends, I think.
Sometimes, they'd take the boat out solo.
Sometimes, they'd bring the wives. Though Debbie did stop coming.
Made sense - not wanting to be around Fiona, I guess.
What do you mean?
Well, Fiona and Barnie were an item for a while after Rufus died.
They'd always had eyes for each other.
I wouldn't be surprised if it started well before then.
Bryson makes a deal with the Saudis for a new hotel in Riyadh,
and the planning falls through, Saudis want their money back.
Fifty million. With interest.
So, why didn't you just pay them straight away?
Bryson tied the money up so he could leverage the business further.
We were drowning in debt.
And did you think that these Saudi investors
might have anything to do with Bryson's murder?
Yeah, of course I did. And I thought I was next.
Turns out the Saudis were just as surprised
about Bryson's death as I was.
They just wanted their money.
SIGHS They're paid now.
Business might be bankrupt,
Fiona's probably gonna sue the shirt off my back,
but at least the Saudis aren't going to bury me alive.
Fiona Rorke?
Now, why would she wanna sue you?
Yeah. Uh-huh.
Yeah, all right, great. Thanks, Nick. Cheers.
So, Fiona Rorke,
she didn't just inherit a house and some bank accounts
when her husband died.
She got seven million in shares in Rorke Lambert Hotels.
ROY WHISTLES Yeah.
Nick said she's been hounding Maddox,
looking to cash it all in,
but apparently, Bryson was blocking her.
She told us she had nothing to do with Maddox
or the business any more.
Well, we thought Maddox was trying to seize control of the company,
but it was actually Maddox trying to save his own skin from the Saudis.
He's paid them off, and he's quitting.
So Maddox is out of the frame.
But Fiona is connected to all three of the dead men.
So is it possible that she took out hits on each of them?
Her husband and Bryson, maybe.
But why kill Barnie Rivers?
And why now? What does she stand to gain from that?
Maybe it wasn't about the money with Barnie.
If they were an item for a while, like you said,
then it could be personal.
Let's get a warrant for Fiona Rorke's bank accounts.
See if she's siphoned any of that fortune into crypto.
Guys, I ran the crew list for The Lucky Ash the night Rorke died.
Everyone on board is legit.
We have to be missing something.
Did Fiona smuggle someone on board, or was a crew member paid
to push Rorke so that the hitman didn't have to be there himself?
The forensic sweep of Barnie Rivers' restaurant
turned up a concealed camera.
Looks like he was being watched.
We also got a DNA hit from a strand of hair.
We're pulling the records now.
INTERCOM BUZZES
I think you have the wrong house. Oh, I'm ever so sorry.
I was looking for my daughter's house.
She's 13 Samwell Gardens.
Let me show you.
James Taylor. He used to work for Mulhaven Private Security
as a close protection officer for high-profile clients.
About eight years ago, the man he was guarding was shot and killed.
There was an investigation, which is why we have his DNA on file,
but he was cleared of any involvement or misconduct.
After that, he just disappeared.
He definitely has the skillset.
Maybe he realised that he could make more money killing people,
rather than protecting them.
We've found out who's been running Kills Uncovered,
the blog about hitmen.
Amara Obasi. She's an online investigative journalist.
And the victim of that failed hit.
She could have come face to face with our hitman.
We need to talk to her.
INTERCOM BUZZES
Hello?
Ms Obasi?
Hello?
Ms Obasi?
Who the hell are you? Detective Superintendent Grace.
Detective Inspector Branson. We're looking for Amara Obasi.
I'm her sister. Why are you here?
I've been calling her, but she's not answering.
It was a few years ago.
She comes home one night,
and there's a man in her house fiddling with her computer kit.
He goes for her, but he's picked the wrong woman.
She punches him with her keys.
She does a number on him, and then he runs for his life.
It scared the shit out of her, though. I'm sure.
Why was she convinced this was attempted murder
and not just a break-in?
She was spooked enough to want to stay at my place for the night.
And while she was there, at four in the morning,
her whole house burned down to the ground.
They said it was an electrical fault in her computer system.
An online journalist killed by a faulty computer? Hmm.
Why were they targeting her?
She was deep into an investigation into online arms dealing.
She thought those guys realised she was close to them
and they took out a hit on her,
which is what she told you lot at the time.
And... the police didn't listen?
Another paranoid woman jumping at shadows.
I'm so sorry. Yeah.
We're listening now.
CHIME, BUZZING
What? No. She never goes anywhere without her phone.
Do you think something's happened to her?
It doesn't look like she left here of her own accord.
Do you know Amara's passcode? It may help us locate her.
Thank you.
Help!
Help me!
Can anybody hear me?!
Help!
DOORBELL RINGS
If James Taylor thought that Amara was onto his real identity,
he'd wanna shut her down fast.
So, what is his next move?
I think I've got him.
It's municipal CCTV, just across from this lock-up.
It's a long-term rental, name of Oliver Smith,
most likely an alias, but...
There. That's him.
He might have Amara in there.
Call the Armed Response Unit. Get them to meet us there.
I can...
I can take the website down if... if that's what this is about.
Look, I won't talk to the police, I promise!
I... I realise it was stupid to try and track you down.
Armed police!
Armed police! Move to the floor now!
Move! Move down to the floor now!
Show us your hands! Move down to the floor.
Get down on the floor! Put your hands behind your back.
Clear to enter. All clear.
No-one else here!
Where is she?
You have to be kidding. You think I'm your guy here?
Barnie was my friend.
We grew up together.
A few weeks ago, he gets in touch.
He was drunk and scared.
Says someone's been in his place while he's not there
and some shady guy's been following him.
He got a photo of him, sent me it.
Honestly, it all sounded so paranoid, I...
...I thought it was the drink talking.
So, why didn't he go to the police?
You'd put that at the top of your action list, would you?
Someone has a bad feeling, thinks they're being watched.
He thought I'd listen...
...and that I could actually do something about it.
Because you were a close protection officer?
That didn't end well, did it?
Losing a principal the way I did...
...that shook me.
I'm not ashamed to say it.
I decided to take some time off.
Worked odd jobs abroad for a few years. And then...
Barnie calls up, going on about being followed.
I didn't take it seriously.
That's why I'm here.
I owe it to him to find out who did this.
Why were you at Infinity Foods?
Barnie was cutting corners with the old foraging.
I figured our guy must've worked that out and used it against him.
I was hoping the shop's camera might've caught something.
It did.
The footage shows someone disguised as a blind man
swapping Barnie's mushrooms for death caps.
The same blind man we have seen going into your lock-up.
Really?
Well, it has to be the same guy that was following Barnie.
He was at his funeral, would you believe?
He must have clocked me when I was trying to follow him.
So he puts you on my trail, makes me look involved,
we all end up in here having this nice chat,
while he's still out there.
We've all been played.
You said Barnie sent you a photo.
That's your killer.
OK. We've got teams out searching for Amara.
Meanwhile, we've been going through Barnie's laptop.
There's an email he sent a couple of months ago - Fiona Rorke.
"Think of it as an investment. You can afford half a million.
"What you can't afford is anyone finding out the truth about Rufus.
"I'll help you keep your little secret
"if you help me keep my little restaurant."
Rufus Rorke's death was never an accident.
Fiona must have put the hit out on him,
and Barnie was blackmailing her about it. Yeah.
The captain did say they had an affair around the time Rufus died,
maybe even earlier.
So what if Barnie and Fiona were in on it together?
They split up, Barnie becomes a threat.
Fiona gets rid of him as well.
I got Fiona Rorke's bank records back.
Six weeks before her husband died,
she withdrew £50,000 from her personal account
and converted it to Bitcoin.
So she could have paid for his murder. Bring her in.
The hitman she hired is still out there,
and God only knows what he's done to Amara.
Bella, any luck on getting a match on that photo?
Not a thing. It's like the man doesn't exist.
How did you find me?
Was it from the pier? Did you follow me?
Was the guy I met there working for you?
DOOR CLOSES
SHE GRUNTS
Mrs Rorke, this is the police!
We have a warrant to search this property.
Open up immediately!
Nick.
The team have done a sweep on Amara's laptop.
They said they've pulled a whole collection
of hospital admissions records from three and a half years ago,
all patients who were admitted with eye injuries.
Her sister said she really did a number on the guy that attacked her.
Punched him with her keys.
What if she punched him in the eye?
Fiona Rorke's gone.
Looks like she left in a real hurry, like something spooked her.
We found this.
And the flowers were everywhere. "Happy 25th, darling."
She and Rorke were celebrating a wedding anniversary on the yacht
when he died.
What-What date was it?
19th of June.
That's today's date.
So...
exactly three years to the day since she had her husband killed,
someone's sending her flowers and calling her darling.
She's terrified. So she runs.
Rufus Rorke had an eye injury on the night of his death.
I don't think he got that on a hotel building site.
I think that was a fistful of keys.
So Rufus Rorke was the man that tried to kill Amara?
He supposedly disappeared at sea, but his body was never found.
Rufus Rorke is still alive.
We said that the hitman had to be on the boat.
Maybe he was. Maybe it was Rufus himself.
GRUNTS
Trying to escape, are we?
It's you.
Who were you expecting, hm?
The blind man?
Or the scary burglar who attacked you?
No. It's just little old me.
Rufus was making hundreds of thousands of pounds killing people
and using the hotel business as his cover story.
And then one day, his wife decides to have him killed.
So the moment that Fiona started scoping out hitmen,
it's just a case of accepting the commission.
And he fakes his own death.
Why put all that effort into convincing everyone he's dead?
Amara Obasi.
Whoever was behind that hit
must have been pissed off that he fumbled it.
And Amara knew he had an eye injury which could ID him.
Now, he had the chance to lie low for a while, and he grabs it.
I get why he went after Fiona and Barnie,
but why did he kill Bryson?
Well, what if all three of them were in on it together?
Barnie gets rid of his rival in love,
Bryson gets the hotel business all to himself,
and Fiona gets the life she always wanted.
All three of them had reason for wanting Rufus dead.
Three years ago, he was a hitman for hire.
And this time, he's out for revenge.
He's putting them in the ground, one by one.
You really messed things up for me back then
with your bunch of keys
and your have-a-go attitude.
Still, I was willing to let it be, you know.
But you just don't know when to stop.
Please don't do this.
You had a lucky escape last time.
But now we get to finish this.
In 30 minutes, this entire building, including you,
will go up in flames, and I'll be long gone.
Go on.
What are you waiting for? Get digging.
If you'd have buried him in London like I told you to,
instead of trying to be clever...
I wasn't thinking straight.
Never seen someone murdered before.
So, why did you do that?
Cos he knew all about us, all about the racket.
The only way to stop him running his mouth
was to put him in the ground.
And you didn't have the balls to pull the trigger.
You shouldn't have brought Vee into this. Got you here, didn't it?
Now shut up and dig, before I shoot you.
There's been activity on Amara's laptop.
So, we have a keylogging report which was activated remotely.
We think it's Rufus trying to access her system.
Can we trace where the signal originated?
We have a lock on the static IP address.
It's registered to a hotel on the edge of town
which is supposed to be empty.
Well, that is the perfect hiding place.
Send us the address, Nick. Yeah.
Vee, where the hell are you? Call me, OK? I'm worried.
It's the gun.
Slowly!
Wasn't thinking straight, my arse. This thing's gift-wrapped.
I should've known you weren't disposing of anything.
You were preserving it.
Turn around. Slowly.
Drop it.
OFFICER: In here! Get me out!
Let me through! He was gonna torch the place.
He was gonna use this to set the place on fire.
Do you know where he is? Do you have my laptop?
It's at the station. Call them.
I've installed a program here.
It records keystrokes and sends them to my laptop.
Nick. That was you?
It'll have a timestamped record of the password you need
to get in here.
Check the report for about 25 minutes ago.
You hearing all that, Nick? 'Sending it over now.'
There we go. OK.
Hey, you're OK.
Tell all units that Rufus Rorke is en route to Calderwell Airfield.
He's after Fiona. She's chartered a private jet.
It's scheduled to take off in 20 minutes. We're on our way.
JAMES: Hey. Hey!
He's wearing a wire.
Not so clever now, are you?
You really thought I wouldn't have backup
after all the shit you've pulled?
Get over there. Next to her.
Don't do this. Please! You've already dug yourself a grave.
Think you can shoot a police officer and get away with it?
You'll go down for life. Ha! I'll take my chances.
Armed police! Armed police! Drop your weapons!
Weapons down! Don't not move! Do not move!
Down! Get on the floor now!
Hands behind your head! Hands where I can see them!
Up, up! Keep your hands up in the air! Clear.
A bit more notice would've been good.
The recording's safe? Quick thinking from your daughter.
BEEP
'The only way to stop him running his mouth
'was to put him in the ground.
'And you didn't have the balls to pull the trigger.'
Thank God! Thank God!
Vee.
You've gotta go with them now, Dad. I know.
It's OK. I was a part of it.
But I wanted you to know that I wasn't a killer.
I was just trying to keep you safe.
Mm? All right, let's go.
OK.
SIGHS
Welcome aboard, Mrs Rorke.
Get us out of the country, and I'll give you a proper destination later.
What flight plan did you file?
We'll be leaving the Calderwell due east,
then changing heading to take us out over the Channel.
At which point, the plane will suffer catastrophic engine failure
and plunge into the waves, killing everyone on board.
Which is why I won't be on board at that point.
It's a fitting end for a high-flying bitch,
don't you think?
Happy anniversary.
Rufus. Did you like the flowers?
I don't know what game you're playing,
or how you survived...
Because...
...it was always me.
All those business trips. All that money.
Did you really think I made my fortune building hotels?
You?
You're the hitman?
Oh, bravo.
So everything was a lie?
Oh, you can talk.
You put out a hit on me.
You and that little shit Barnie and that two-faced Judas Bryson.
You thought you could just snap your fingers and get rid of me.
How could you be so stupid?
I decide who lives and who dies...
...not you.
RADIO: 'Golf-Charlie-Xray-Niner, clearance cancelled.
'Shut down the aircraft.
'This is a police order. Stop the plane.
'Shut down immediately.
'Golf-Charlie-Xray-Niner. Radio check. Radio check.
'Golf-Charlie-Xray-Niner. Hold position immediat...'
ENGINE WHIRRS
SIRENS WAIL 'Approaching airfield now.'
GRUNTS
SIRENS WAIL
CLANG
GROANS
SCREAMS
Ugh!
GRUNTS
THEY GRUNT
Argh!
SIRENS WAIL
Jesus!
Call an ambulance. Let's get her to a hospital. Sir.
Fiona Rorke, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of conspiracy to murder your husband, Rufus Rorke.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence...
After the day we've had, this better be good, Nick.
Well, consider it a little pre-wedding gift.
So, this is footage from the hospital in Munich
the day Sandy died, and look here.
Sandy's room was right through there.
And you see this guy? He knows where the cameras are.
And he keeps his face turned away most of the time, apart from...
...here.
Shit. That's Albazi.
I sent the footage and these stills to Munich Police.
They're prepared to re-open Sandy's case as a homicide.
And Albazi's prosecution are confident they have a case.
We got him.
We've got him.
CHUCKLES
I mean... with Albazi and Elin off the streets, that...
that's the head of the snake chopped off.
Benchdale are done for.
PATTING
You look absolutely beautiful. Thank you.
And thank you for being here.
Both of you. It means the world to me.
I've got a special delivery from Roy.
Oh, it's beautiful.
Let's have a drink. Yeah.
Are you OK?
Better now they've got this new evidence.
It'll put that arsehole away forever. Good.
And you? You good?
Yeah.
We've been through so much, but we're here,
we're getting married,
and I love my perfectly imperfect little family.
Here's to that.
Cheers! Cheers. Cheers.
There we go, all done. You look very handsome.
Here we go. This is for you.
Bit of Dutch courage? Oh, go on, then.
You... You got the rings ready, Bruno? Er, got them, yeah.
Now, do you remember your vows?
Er... You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned
something which you later rely on in court. I remember that one.
Right, then.
Let's get you married.
OK. Let's do it.
MUSIC: 'Spring' by Vivaldi
I do. I do.
It give me great pleasure to pronounce you husband and wife.
♪ You got the love
You got the love
♪ You got the love
You got the love
♪ You got the love
You got the love
♪ You got the love
♪ You got the lo-o-o-o-ve. ♪
The lab says there's enough DNA on the murder weapon still
to nail Cripps, especially with the confession you recorded.
I hope you now know you don't always have to go it alone.
You know, I've spent my whole life resenting him for walking out on me.
At least now I know why.
I don't think I've ever seen you look so happy, old timer.
Oh, stop, stop!
THEY LAUGH
You OK? No.
One of Albazi's guys is here. What?!
Munich Police have tracked one of Albazi's top guys to the UK!
He got a job working for a temp agency, doing catering.
He's working a wedding in Brighton tonight!
He's here!
Right, find Bruno now!
Thank you.
Have you seen Bruno?
Bruno? No. Why?
Albazi has a man here.
We think it's one of the catering staff.
I have a tracker.
OK.
Don't let them out of your sight.
Spread out. Dad!
Bruno. Dad!
There's a man. Cleo... Where is she?
A-A man tried to grab me, but Cleo stopped him.
The van. He took her!
Stay with Nick.
PHONE RINGS FAINTLY
RINGING VOLUME INCREASES
RINGING CONTINUES
RINGING STOPS
PHONE BUZZES
Cleo? 'No. Not Cleo.
'But I think you know who this is.'
Albazi.
If you've hurt her...
You'll do what?
Huh?
You've got this the wrong way round.
PHONE BUZZES
CLEO HYPERVENTILATING
What do you want?
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