WHISPERED PRAYER
..in your name.
Keep him safe with you always.
Er... Come here.
Don't you dare take this off.
OK?
Yeah.
Gaby!
You know I'm dairy free.
So, it's Simon nicking my cheese, is it?
Guess so.
Simon!
He's not in. Conveniently for you.
Thought he had the day off. Went out first thing.
Here you go, maid.
Got to be in early. Art project.
Give you a lift to the bus if you like.
I'll walk.
Dunno what time I'll be back.
Ben!
Can you come give me a hand, please?
I'll do it. No, you won't, you've got exams.
Shit! I'm late. Seriously, Mum, I'll do it later.
No girl of mine's gonna feel responsible for other people's mess.
MESSAGE ALERT Ben!
I got another message from Dad, on Facebook.
Wants to meet up.
DOOR SLAMS, PHONE RINGS
SHE SIGHS
Yeah?
Right. Yeah, I can be there, yeah, 20 minutes.
Do not let your heart be troubled.
You believe in God.
Believe also in me.
My Father's house has many rooms.
And if it were not so, would I have told you
that I am going there to prepare a room for you?
If I go, prepare a place for you,
I will come back and bring you to me,
that you may also be where I am.
You know the worldly aren't supposed to mourn with us.
You made your choice when you left us, Matthew.
I think he would've wanted me here.
I know. About your secret visits to the hospice.
I'm sure you thought you were so clever, keeping it from me.
Is that why you took him home to die?
Your father deserved some peace for his final days.
God knows you've given neither of us that.
Matthew. Come on, Brother Dennis, we mustn't be late.
ENGINE STARTS
PHONE VIBRATES
'Sorry to disturb you, sir. We have found a body at Crow Point.'
Yeah. Who's on scene?
Dog walker found him. It was called in as a possible drowning.
Bit of a cold day for swimming. Ah. He's fully clothed.
They thought the blood might have been a propeller injury.
Are we sure it isn't? Yeah.
I wouldn't have called you otherwise.
I know you had the morning off. Funeral, was it?
Anyone close? My father's.
All right? How did anyone think this was an accident?
He was face down when she found him.
Plod turned him over.
Any ID? No wallet, no phone.
This was in his pocket, though.
I'll get over now with Jen.
Are you the owner of the property? Tenant.
Caroline's at work.
Are either of you married, or have a male partner?
Caz has a boyfriend, Ed.
She works with him. What's this about?
A man was found dead this morning, at Crow Point.
We believe he had a connection to this address.
Simon?
Who's Simon?
Our lodger, Simon Walton.
Have you got a photo?
It's him, isn't it?
Did he kill himself?
What makes you say that?
Just... wouldn't surprise me. He was kind of a loner.
He came here for a job, cheffing in a hotel I think,
but he lost it.
Caroline's a social worker, she offered him a bed,
sorted him out a volunteering thing at the cafe at the Woodyard.
The Woodyard? The community centre.
I'm artist in residence there.
Caz's dad is on the board of trustees.
Right.
Can we have a look at his bedroom?
Thanks.
It's a bit sparse, innit?
Any personal papers, files?
I dunno. Don't think so.
What about previous addresses,
when he was born, do you know any of that?
His birthday is Christmas Eve,
and he said he was 40 last year.
That's all I know.
Right, Alfie, I'm gonna say that'll probably be enough.
I think so, yeah.
Hey! All right, cheers, Alfie. I'll leave you to it.
Jen, this is Jonathan.
Hi. Hi.
Er... how was the funeral?
Er... we're here to ask you about something, actually.
Simon Walton volunteered here?
In the cafe, yeah.
"Volunteered"? Yeah.
Shall we... Yeah.
TYPES ON PHONE
Simon Walton, 40 years old,
ID confirmed by his housemate Gaby Chadwell.
Lived a quiet life, no run-ins with us
or anyone else that we know of yet.
Arrived in Ilfracombe six months ago for a job at the Atlantic hotel.
I spoke to the manager. Apparently, he worked there a week
and then just stopped turning up.
Any idea why he left the job?
No. Apparently, he was a good chef.
So, he comes to a town where he knows no-one,
for a new job, and quits after a week.
Any friends he'd made here?
No-one, apart from the two women that he was living with.
They got him a job, volunteering at the Woodyard.
He went there, pub, home, that's it.
We're checking CCTV of the bus route.
He had a phone but we can't find it,
it seems likely the killer took it.
The attack itself, anything from forensics?
Confirmed that he died at the scene, single stab wound to the chest,
no DNA as yet.
Oh, there was a partial footprint about ten metres from the body.
Size five, as yet unidentified.
A dog-walker's? No.
And below the tideline, so made within a few hours of the murder.
6:00pm last night, finishes work at the Woodyard, heads home.
Gaby Chadwell says she hears him leaving the house this morning,
maybe 6:00am.
Apparently goes of his own volition to Crow Point.
Yeah, the housemate said he'd never mentioned going there before.
By 8:00am, he's dead.
No witnesses, no forensics,
no motive.
We might have a motive. I went through the PNC again.
Simon Walton doesn't have a criminal record.
Simon Walden does. Same date of birth.
The housemates got his name wrong?
He never had any post, they just went by what he told them.
They must've heard it wrong.
So, Simon Walden.
Was involved in a traffic collision in Bristol four years ago.
A child was killed. Walden was drunk.
Bloody hell. Right.
OK, I want everything you can dig up on the child's parents.
Press, interviews, where they are now.
Let's find out if we're dealing with a revenge killing.
Tea'll be in half an hour. Pie and chips.
You'll spoil your tea! Think what your mother'd say.
Not around to say it, is she? Wouldn't be so sure.
I'm doing her peas too, love, don't you worry!
Heard about this murder, then? Poor sod at Crow Point?
Oh, yeah. They're saying he worked in the centre.
In the caff. You know him? Seen him around.
Right, guys, I'm off. Sir!
NHS records list a wife as next of kin.
Ex, presumably. I've left her a couple of voicemails.
And also spoke to the team who investigated the RTC.
Walden got four years, out in two.
The child's father was cautioned for assaulting him
a month after his release.
Assaulting Walden? Punched him in a supermarket.
Fair enough, really.
Family are still living in Bristol. Right.
Let's be on their doorstep at 8:00am.
You know, today, they brought my dad in Dennis's car?
They won't sully themselves with a worldly funeral director.
Dennis is the preacher guy?
The Church Elder.
Sure we did the right thing, moving back?
You had time with your dad. That's what matters.
This place isn't just theirs, Matthew. It's yours, too.
Has the last six months not told you anything?
You don't belong anywhere else.
We'll toast him now.
Oh, I... I've got an early start.
Oh, just drink the bloody whisky.
Cheers.
Working late, sir?
Had you had much contact with Simon Walden recently? No.
What about your wife?
Neither of us wanted to see or speak to that man ever again.
Can you tell us where you were yesterday morning?
Really?
A serious crime's been committed.
A serious crime WAS committed.
He killed our daughter.
Rich, who is it? It's... no-one.
I was with a client yesterday morning.
My wife was at a toddler group.
Now please just fuck off before you upset my wife.
I realise how hard this must be. No, you don't!
You don't.
CAROLINE: How old was the child? Ten.
He never mentioned an accident?
You sorted out his volunteering job at the Woodyard?
Ed and I volunteer there sometimes. We're both social workers.
Trainee. I'm a trainee. She's my boss.
Did anyone ever come here looking for him?
I don't think anyone knew he was here. So, why was he?
Other than a job that he left after a week?
Was he over the limit?
When he hit the kid?
He was, yeah.
Was he a drinker, then?
He was good at looking sober. But yeah, he drank.
At home? Pub?
The Wheatsheaf, down the road.
By himself?
I saw him in there with a woman once.
Only time I saw him with someone.
It looked intense.
Would you recognise her?
Only saw the back of her head.
So, why did you ask if he was over the limit when he hit the kid?
The tattoo.
An albatross around the neck.
No offence, but you don't look like a trainee social worker.
Yeah. I... I used to work in corporate accountancy.
Gave it all up a year ago. Why?
Burn out. Hated myself, hated my life.
Simon probably came here for the same reason I did.
A different sort of life,
where you don't wake up every morning
wanting to kill yourself.
Let's make sure we speak to the FLO of the dead child's family.
Their alibis might hold up
but it doesn't mean they didn't solicit someone to attack him.
Ross, yo! Have we spoken to the ex-wife yet?
Living in Spain with her new partner.
She hasn't seen or heard from Walden
since she got divorced when he was inside.
OK. Jen, Wheatsheaf pub in Ilfracombe,
presuming you know it?
Apparently, Walden met with a woman there.
I want you to head over there and see what they know.
"Presuming you know it"?
It's just your vibe.
Fuck off. As if he's never set foot in a pub!
Probably hasn't. Grew up in a cult.
What? Did he?
Oh, hey, did that bloke find you this morning?
What bloke?
He was at the desk, he was asking after you.
But he... he didn't leave a name.
Yeah, he comes in all the time.
Was he ever with anyone?
Nah, just sat in the corner with his back turned.
You never saw him with a woman? I did once, actually.
I think he was breaking up with her or something.
Can you tell me what she looked like?
Dark-haired, thirties, forties, I guess.
Right. If you remember any more, give me call?
Can I call you if I don't remember?
HE RAPS ON WINDOW, SHE GASPS
DS Rafferty?
Did you follow me from the station?
I'm sorry. I wanted to speak to you in private.
Christopher Reasley.
Are you Caroline's father?
Can I buy you a coffee?
I went to see Walden a few days before his death.
Asked him to move out.
Why? Would you want some random homeless guy
living with your daughter?
How did he react? Told me to piss off.
That Caroline had prewarned him about me.
The thing about Caroline is, she loves a lame duck.
Couldn't you have just talked to her about it?
Her mum was ill.
Depression.
And then she died when Caroline was six. Car accident.
And Caroline blames you for surviving?
I checked the rotas at the Woodyard.
Caroline used to volunteer there quite regularly.
And then Simon started, she stopped.
Any idea why?
I asked them to take her off the rota.
I was trying to have her spend as little time as possible with Simon.
They were already housemates. I was hoping not for much longer.
Look, he was an odd guy. Secretive.
You know that he gave the girls a false name?
Did you ask him about it?
He said it was none of my business.
I disagreed.
It... it wasn't an argument, but...
Given that he ended up dead not long after...
Right.
I'd appreciate you not mentioning any of this to Caroline.
I won't if I don't have to.
Matthew?
Oh, I was... I was just... Please, please.
We noticed yesterday how sad some of the Brethren graves were looking.
Your father would've wanted you there.
Your mother knows it too.
I have something for you.
Come round tonight and I'll give it to you.
Seven o'clock sharp.
Have you noticed anything up with Lucy recently?
She's hiding things, lying.
Lying? About what?
I don't know.
It's probably nothing.
Maurice, sit down.
You know, it's not that long since youse lost Helen.
Lucy's doing better than me.
Least, I thought she was.
I don't know.
You know what she's like.
Confident.
I'm worried about her judgement.
People taking advantage.
Have you thought any more about what we talked about before?
We're muddling along fine.
There's great supported accommodation in Ilfracombe,
loads of young people Lucy's age...
Like I said, we're fine.
Thanks again for your time, Mr Roberts.
DI VENN: A single stab wound, made with a sharp blade around 15cm long.
No sign of a struggle. What does that suggest?
The attacker surprised him?
Or that he was already with them, talking, face-on.
Entry point and force suggests the attacker
was shorter than Walden, who was 6' 2".
Footprint's size five.
Whoever killed him was careful,
took his phone and ID to slow us down.
They wouldn't leave a footprint.
Whose is it then?
PHONE RINGS
Hey.
No, no, you go ahead and eat. I can get something here.
You too. All right.
Boss, tuna mayo? If you want it, my hands are clean.
You've got a baby, right? Yeah. Emily. She's eight months.
Go on. Go home to her.
Hello, Matthew.
Dennis.
Always kept it by his bed.
He told me that you'd been in to see him in the hospice.
At our meeting times, to avoid seeing your mother.
I know she hasn't made it easy.
DENNIS CHUCKLES
Do you remember when you were a boy,
and you went to see a film at a friend's house, and she found out,
and we made you stand up at out next meeting and repent?
Well, she was always worried about my soul. And rightly so.
You're living with your... friend? Jonathan, is it?
Er... yeah.
He's the one who wanted to move here.
He found the house. He's doing it up.
He knew you were ready to come home.
All adventurers do, in the end.
Oh, I'd erm...
I'd hardly call myself an adventurer.
No, no, took courage to do what you did.
Go out and make your own way.
Well, I... I didn't have a choice.
What?
Well, I wasn't welcome here.
When I stood up in the meeting and I told you all I didn't believe,
that I thought it was all...
"Utter madness" is the term I recall.
Ah, you were young, confused.
It's not a sin to doubt sometimes.
I just wish you'd given us a chance. to help you re-find the light.
Wha...
My mother said that there was a church meeting.
That... that you voted on it. That I had to leave.
You had to leave the church, of course.
Nobody ever said you had to leave your family.
PHONE RINGS Excuse me.
Mine. Sorry.
Hey.
DC RAFFERTY: I've checked the bus CCTV,
I've found Simon sitting with a woman,
he talks to her on four separate occasions.
Have we spoken to the driver? Already done.
Driver's ID'd her as a young woman from Lovacott, Lucy Craddle.
She's a student at the Woodyard day centre.
DOORBELL RINGS
Caroline? It's Dad!
DOORBELL RINGS
I know you're in there!
Caroline, please let me in.
DOORBELL RINGS
Ella?
Ben?
Where are you?
Are you gonna eat there?
Yeah, are you sure?
OK, see you back here at ten then, please...
Oh.
Do you ever wish you hadn't left London?
I didn't belong in London.
Instead, I'm here with you.
Living by the sea. Waking up next to you.
Can you stay tonight?
Yeah.
I'll have to turn my pants inside-out for work.
You should keep some stuff here.
All your stuff.
Are you asking me to move in?
I think I might be.
How was work? I wasn't at work.
I went to see Dennis Stephenson.
The elder guy?
He gave me this.
It's my Dad's.
I stayed for dinner.
You know they're after your soul. Too late.
I'll burn in hell with the rest of you.
HE CHUCKLES
Thank God.
DOORBELL RINGS
ELLA: Yeah, I'm coming.
SHE GROANS
Mum, door for you.
SHE SHUSHES
I know he's in there. It's Ross.
Morning. Hiya.
Oi, oi.
What did you and Simon talk about? The Woodyard.
Him moving down from Bristol.
Did he say why he'd moved here?
He said he'd done something bad.
An accident, was it?
Involving a child?
He said the mum been down to see him.
Er... sorry, did he say why?
Or what she'd wanted?
No. OK, thanks.
Erm... where were you on Tuesday, between 6:00 and 8:00am?
We just have to ask for our records. Here.
Digging spuds with your old man, weren't you, maid?
Maid? Er... she's not from round here.
Thank you very much for your time.
Why did you say that?
What?
Tuesday was the morning you left early.
Said you had to be in class.
You all right, Ross? You wanna wait here? Yes, boss.
DOOR BUZZER
'Hello?' Mrs Chorley? It's DI Venn.
'My husband already told you, we're not interested.'
We know you went to see Walden.
He wrote to me a few months ago, just after he'd moved there.
He... said he thought he could find some sort of peace there.
Or at least escape.
But he hadn't.
What he did to Amy, it followed him.
Did your husband know that you went to see Walden?
Why did you? It's hard to explain.
I just needed to see him.
We went for a drink. In the Wheatsheaf pub?
Losing your daughter, I can't...
I can't imagine how hard that must have been.
I have a daughter, and if anything happened to her,
I swear to God I wouldn't be responsible for my actions.
What, you think I killed him?
We're just following the evidence.
To be honest, I felt bound to him.
To Walden? Everyone else had moved on.
But he still felt the same pain I did.
You and Walden... No, it wasn't like that.
No, I just needed to see him.
He said in his letter that he was thinking about ending it all.
Suppose I wanted to forgive him.
Or for him to feel like I had.
We'll need to see it, the letter.
OK. OK.
What's this about the money?
From the house sale, after his divorce.
I didn't take it.
How much did he want to give you?
200 grand was transferred into Walden's account.
£200,000, and he was living in destitution?
Yeah. Through choice, it seems.
This is where it gets interesting, right.
The night before his death, the whole amount is transferred
out of his current account via an online payment service.
We dunno where it's gone. Need a court order
before the payment site will release details.
Well, get on it. Find out where the money went.
And erm... try not to fuck any more witnesses as well, yeah?
HE CHUCKLES Wasn't a bloody witness.
Speak to a fellow officer like that again,
and you'll be logging evidence for the remainder of this case.
Understood?
Yeah. Sorry.
Boss? Your mum rang.
Sorry?
Her neighbour's daughter, Rosa Shapland, 19 years old,
hasn't been seen since this morning
and the family can't get hold of her.
Your mum asked if you could go over.
Is it a cult, then? It's an Evangelical Church.
The Barum Brethren. Is that the ones that ban TV and that?
TV's not banned as such, it's just seen as a worldly temptation.
OK.
I mean, as a little kid, it was... it was great.
And then you remember what they believe.
Which is what?
That on the day of rapture,
God will sweep all of them up to heaven
and the rest of us will burn in hell.
Take it they're not keen on the gays?
Sodomy is definitely on the banned list.
So you... ran away?
Mmm.
The Woodyard said she never came back after lunch.
She's a good girl,
it's not like her to skive.
How long has she been volunteering there?
Three months. Just one day a week.
Has she got a phone?
We got her one, for the days she goes there.
I've been trying it for hours.
Is there anywhere else that she might be?
Relatives, hobbies?
Not outside the church.
She does her baking and her knitting and whatnot.
She does like going round the charity shops,
trying to find a bargain.
She's probably there now, and forgot the time.
I shouldn't be wasting your time like this,
only Dorothy said we should call.
Well, we'd heard about the murder at Crow Point.
He came to one of our meetings.
Simon Walden was at a church meeting?
Rosa invited him. She knew him from the centre.
I think she was surprised when he turned up.
When was this?
Erm... a month ago? Yes.
Maybe? I did see him talking to Rosa after.
Yes, it seemed odd.
Now it seems worrying.
It's likely she'll turn up of her own accord.
But we do need some recent photos,
you know, just so we can start routine enquiries.
Erm... I'll see if I can find one.
Can I take a look at her room?
MUTTERED PRAYER
I spoke to Dennis, Mum.
It wasn't the church that said I had to leave my family, was it?
It was just you.
You chose your own path, Matthew.
Now it's led you back to us.
I wanted to remind my fellow brothers and sisters
of the importance of second chances.
We are very quick, in the Barum Brethren,
to close ranks.
But we must be equally ready to open our arms in welcome,
to greet newcomers,
but also to embrace those who have strayed,
who now seek to come home.
OUTGOING CALL TONE
Hey! Hey. Hope you're hungry.
That was quick. Yeah.
DROPS KEYS
Where are you going, my love?
Take your coat off and go back to bed.
Right now.
Sir, there's been a 999 call.
'999, what's your emergency?'
FAINT, FEARFUL BREATHING
'Hello? Can you tell me what service you require?
'Hello?'
'My name's Rosa. I need to get home.'
'OK. Can you tell me where you are?'
DOOR CLOSING
'He's coming.'
So, it's an abduction.
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