Abi was murdered.
I've no idea what she could have been looking for.
'Migrant women who've made it over here just disappear,
'end up forced into sex work.'
She was conducting her own investigation.
The outside camera, the one dismantling it was Abi.
Look at these messages.
"Have to see you. Tonight."
She's looking for something or someone.
And who's this?
Find Christian Kalonas or his vehicle.
I might have something here. Bloody bingo!
Morning. Morning.
That van we found, the number plate is fake,
but Trent is checking ANPR anyway. OK.
Something on your mind? No.
Well, erm... Nah, it's nothing.
Well, I'm glad that's cleared up
Erm, boss? Mm-hm?
Er, I think that self-doubt is sign of thought process without ego.
Don't you?
Sorry, that's... No, I was just...
Look, my first sarge in uniform, he was just like Quinn.
Now, he was loud, he was bullying, and all the others,
they threatened me that I was wrong about him,
but I wasn't.
It turned out he was on the take, he was as crooked as you like.
Now, I know that Quinn may not be directly implicated,
but my instinct, like, my instinct,
I still think there is something going on at that business.
All right, then. Let's pull in its finances.
See if any income coincides with past female employees leaving.
Great. Right.
KNOCK ON DOOR Morning.
The other crime reports from the night of the murder
that you asked for. OK.
There's only three of them.
This one - Mr and Mrs Farnborough.
Complaints about smoke from a neighbour's bonfire,
though she didn't actually see the fire. Boss?
We've got a hit. ANPR camera.
It's a fair distance away.
There's a camera at either end of this A-road,
and it only triggered this one.
That's where the bonfire was reported by Mrs Farnborough.
Elmsley Forest. Bang in the middle.
Boss, that's, er... that's the Farnborough place.
Harper! Yep.
It's Christian Kalonas. He's still breathing.
We found him.
We need an ambulance here immediately.
Well, someone beat Christian unconscious,
then left him in a van to burn.
Minimise any possible forensic trail.
Yeah. We, er...
We still thinking it's the same people who killed Abi?
Unlikely.
Abi's death was made to look like an accident. Hm.
Christian's attack was brazen - a message.
And we know how scared Celina Pusch is.
Right, so you still think that he could have killed Abi?
Under duress?
What we know is that Abi took down the CCTV outside the warehouse.
Yeah, and the camera inside covering the warehouse office.
But look.
This is from later on in that footage.
Oh.
Short hair. That's not Abi. Looks like a male.
I think that's Christian Kalonas,
and that means he and Abi were working together.
Hi, Dr Park.
This is DCI Ellis. My name is DS Harper.
We're here for five minutes with Christian.
Is that OK with you? Uh-huh.
Thank you. Thank you.
Christian, I know you're in pain, but we need to know what happened.
Christian, yourself and Abi Marshall,
you broke into the warehouse, yes?
You were looking for something together.
If you're at risk, we can help.
HE SNIFFLES
Hey, it's all right.
Katja.
Katja? Katja in your notes, yes?
She's my sister. I have to find her.
That's why you came to Quinn Artisan Stone.
Your sister's missing.
She sent letters.
How much she loved it here, how she had a job,
somewhere to live.
And then she just disappear.
Abi was helping you,
speaking to people, gathering information.
She got a...
...a phone number.
But said it was too dangerous.
Christian, you need to tell us who that number belonged to.
They said if I spoke to anyone...
...she is dead.
HE GASPS
But they wanted to meet.
At the lay-by? They came...
...in masks.
I... I was burning.
Christian, we can't help Katja unless you give us their name.
I need Ab... Abi... MACHINE BEEPS RAPIDLY
You don't need to worry about that now.
You need to tell us. Where is Abi?
I need Abi. Christian...
You have to leave. Please leave now. Excuse me.
I need... We need to prep him for surgery now.
Boss? Right, let's check his vitals.
All right, Christian, don't worry.
Got the IV.
We've got some questions for your husband, Mrs Quinn.
He wasn't at the office.
I think he just needed a moment alone.
We've had the papers on the phone all morning.
This must be hard for you, too. Oh.
Honestly, I just can't get that poor mother's face out my mind.
Just... so much loss.
Detective Chief Inspector.
I've been at this for days.
I like a problem I can fix without other people's interference.
We need to talk.
HE SIGHS
Katja Vogel.
Border force confirms no activity on her passport,
meaning she's still here,
and she's been off grid for five months.
You cannot be serious.
I mean, I don't know!
Why the hell would I get involved with a criminal outfit like that?
Money, for one.
I've seen your finances.
Yeah, you took a hit two years ago, Mr Quinn.
When the, er... When the scandal broke out.
All those stories about slave labour,
prison-like accommodation.
Company virtually went under.
You know, I was relieved
when I heard you were taking over this case.
I saw you, and I thought, "Someone like that...
"must have had to be better than the rest
"to have risen as far as she has."
I thought you might bring objectivity.
Which is why I'm asking the question.
You want the truth?
The truth is, I inherited a failing farm
and turned it into a business.
I carved it out of the ground.
I won...
and people don't like that.
I work harder, I push harder, I demand more
because I know, at the end of the day,
what's most important is legacy for this family.
That scandal almost took everything from us.
You think I'd jeopardise it again?
I'm taking your server, personal diaries, calendars.
I'll need access to those hard copy staff files
down in the warehouse office.
And I want everything you have on Katja Vogel.
Our contract with Webber's Labour agency.
Katja's signed contract with us.
Insurance indemnity, accommodation terms and conditions,
pay slips, photocopy of her passport,
and... hand-written resignation.
Yeah, she was with us a little over six months.
100% attendance, no written warnings.
A young woman, never been out of her home country,
relying on workers' accommodation,
and nobody bothered to check where she was going.
Oh, I did.
I sat her down, asked her what her plans were.
Yeah, she fobbed me off. Just said she was going travelling.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Boss? Mm-hm?
Can I have a word? Yeah.
Right, so, Uniforms canvassed locals like you asked.
They found a dog walker, thinks he saw something at the pond.
Definitely the night of the murder.
He's saying it was around 4am. Just after.
He's convinced that somebody was throwing things in the water.
It fits the timeline. Yeah.
And about 300 yards from the warehouse.
BELL TOLLS
Sorry to disturb. No problem.
I just wanted to let you know that I've called in a favour,
and we've got an underwater search team heading to the pond for you.
Good. Appreciate that.
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT Can we ignore last night?
That's not my usual conduct in work. Let's forget it.
Oh, and this report's from Uniform.
Some properties they've been looking at.
Suspicious activity. Thank you.
Hey.
Tell me you've got something.
So, the lads upstairs, they came good on the van.
They traced the dealership. Here is the sales docket.
A cash purchase. Nico.
But I went through police intel, and Nico is mentioned.
OK.
It was around the time police were identifying properties
they suspected of being rented for sex work.
Erm...
Right, so, this map shows the properties
believed to be owned by Nico.
Feels like we're close on this, boss.
Katja Vogel, she could be in one of these.
If only we could connect this Nico to one of them.
Never had much time for churches myself.
I have my reasons.
I can see why you like it here.
It's peaceful.
They gave me my job...
...after I was arrested.
Somewhere to live.
Help when you needed it.
I know another young woman.
Only 20.
She came from a different country too.
She needs help too.
You tried to warn Abi Marshall to stay away from him.
Nico.
I think you know where he took her.
I don't need you to say a word.
All I need is for you to point.
CELINA SOBS
I cannot believe the brass of these people.
In plain sight like this, it's... Mm.
CAR ENGINE STARTS
Definitely dodgy. Mm-hm.
They're in there.
We need to do this sooner rather than later.
Armed police! Let's go! Go, go!
Armed police! Stay where you are!
CLAMOURING
POLICE RADIO CHATTER
WOMAN GASPS
That's one found. Room four.
You're safe now. Just this one so far, ma'am.
Hey, you're safe. You're all right.
This officer will take care of you, OK?
We've got you. OK.
Stick with me. You're all right.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Anybody else? No-one, ma'am.
Shit. Boss.
Boss, we've found another room.
Show me. Yeah, yeah.
DOG BARKS
Stand clear. Woman in there, ma'am.
Katja? There you are.
Oh, baby girl. Hey. KATJA BREATHES SHAKILY
You're safe. You're safe now.
You come with me. SHE CRIES
You come with me.
SHE CRIES SHAKILY
Hey.
He's been sedated following surgery.
Internal abdominal bleeding. He was attacked.
We think by the same people who were keeping you.
He's the reason we found you.
He searched and never gave up hope.
Doctors tell me you're OK.
I know you don't want to leave him.
But I bet you're hungry.
I don't want to talk to police. I cannot.
Katja, listen.
A friend of Christian's, a woman called Abi Marshall,
who helped him find you, she's been killed.
You're safe now.
We think the men who took you killed Abi.
A girl came to me. Just...
...one day in town. She was...
...Lithuanian too.
She said there was hotel work, good money,
and I get my visa extension.
She took me to a man.
All I have to do is leave my job and leave agency.
This man called himself Nico?
I never saw him again.
SHE SIGHS
SHE STUTTERS It's OK.
This... This man, he picked me up.
SHE SIGHS
I knew something was wrong.
They wanted my phone, and...
I tried to get out, but... no.
Then they...
They take me to a house, and I said...
I said, "I don't want do this," you know, to sleep with men.
And...
So they hit me, they...
...shout in my face,
and they say they will kill me and nobody will know.
So...
...I do what they ask.
I was sure, one day, I will be just killed, you know?
Katja...
...I am so, so sorry.
We're almost finished.
You mentioned your visa?
This is it.
I don't know how they know my visa is running out.
Sorry, erm...
Like, I've just... never heard of anything like that.
Jesus. I know. I know.
So what we do with that... is we focus.
Yeah, yeah.
I want PCs posted to the house on Chilton Down
in case those men come back. Mm-hm.
And I want you to liaise with Forensics.
They've found a crowbar in the pond near a smashed mobile phone.
Oh, is that Abi's? Same model.
I need to speak to the other girls we brought in,
see if they'll give us any names.
Those men knew Katja's visa was running out.
Someone facilitated her movement.
It's time we focus on Quinn Artisan.
There's something going on in that business,
and there's always a trail.
INAUDIBLE
'We have their names, but not much else.
'They're too scared.'
Yeah, they've been checked over. Slight malnutrition, but they're OK.
And they're being taken to the refuge at Hallumstead.
All right. Boss?
This may be nothing,
but we've found this deleted off the Quinn's server.
Spreadsheet. It's called "Assets".
We can't make much of it.
No column headings,
no way of knowing what these values represent.
It could be dates, serial numbers.
Well, the file was deleted on the 22nd at, what, 10:16am?
Three hours after Abi's body was discovered.
Never seen it before in my life.
And this came from my server? Yeah, it did.
Well, it looks like cattle stats from back when we were still farming
before we got rid of the last of them, but...
that were nearly ten year ago.
You must know what it is.
Could be something thrown up
from when we backed up all the old stuff to the cloud?
All those eye-watering school fees.
I should have given my 17-year-old daughter the job.
Wendy, can you get in here?
It was deleted the day Abi died.
So, who has access to the server?
It's connected to the computer down in the warehouse office,
so me, Wendy, Dad.
Well, I suppose other staff could have used it too,
to email something or whatever.
You recognise this? No.
Detective Chief Inspector, I have an appointment at the bank,
and Joshua here has to fulfil a critical order.
And I need to see the original hard copies of the employee files
from the past five years.
Down in the warehouse office.
Hey, this is the last box. OK.
Wendy, she seems rattled.
It's cos she didn't recognise that spreadsheet.
Someone who knows every email and every docket in the whole building.
This is the employee file for Katja Vogel.
What is this?
Serial number.
Hold on. Boss...
That is the same number on the spreadsheet.
Here, this number is the same as this one.
These figures, they're all about Katja.
What?
They used a serial number instead of her name.
Joshua was deleting something that first day in the office.
Well, that's news to me.
What?
Go. Hey!
Police! Stop!
Hey! Josh! Stop now!
HORN BEEPS
It is over, Joshua.
It's over. OK?
Stay there.
JOSHUA PANTS
Visa expiry dates, passport expiry dates,
country of origin, age, height, build,
hair colour, eye colour.
Just like cattle. I tried to get out of it.
You have to believe me.
When Dad put me in charge, we were deep in the red.
He said he expected me to fix it,
or I could leave and start from the bottom like he did.
He used to say, "There's always a workaround.
"You just have to find it."
A work...? No, I-I'm just saying.
I didn't know what I was getting into.
Right, these men came, said they managed hotels,
but because of red tape, they couldn't use registered agencies.
All I had to do was collect data and steer them
towards the appropriate female staff to subcontract.
That's all.
You expect me to believe that you had no suspicions at all?
No, I asked them after the first person,
why only women?
And they turned on me.
Poured petrol, threatened to burn me alive.
And they weren't bloody lying.
I had nowhere to go. Right.
So, Abi Marshall, she worked out what you were doing, hmm?
And you had no choice,
so you tried to, what, reason with her, to threaten her?
And when she said no, you killed her to keep her quiet.
No, no, I swear, that's not it.
I'm telling you the truth.
All this, I did it. I'll tell you what you need to know.
But I had nothing to do with Abi's murder.
The problem is... I believe him.
Men like the ones he's talking about,
the men who lured Christian to a blind spot,
they wouldn't risk killing Abi somewhere they can't control.
And I don't think they'd cover it up.
Hm. This was closer to home.
Abi was meeting somebody she knew.
Even if it wasn't that, what, this boy, Joshua.
I understand. KNOCK ON DOOR
Well, thanks for letting me know.
OK. All right. Bye.
HQ. They're sending down the head of their modern slavery operation
to talk to Joshua.
They're already talking about offering a deal for names,
and with solicitors that good, he'll probably all but get off.
And that's how it goes. Mm.
Pity it wasn't Elliot Quinn himself.
All my career, I've played it straight.
No politics, no backstabbing.
Sometimes, I wonder why.
I find it's better to be able to sleep at night.
That's my girl, Zoe. Oh.
Things were difficult between us after her mam passed.
And somehow, Quinn whipped up this rumour on social media
that in my youth, I was involved in a race-related attack.
It's all nonsense, pure invention.
And there was no trouble internally,
but with the modern Pandora's box that is social media...
...Zoe hasn't spoken to me since.
I'm sorry.
I think...
...just for once, I wanted to see
that bastard's smile wiped off his face.
So, this is the post that got the rumour started.
Reshared a lot of times,
initially by what looked like fake users until it took hold.
Coordinated smear campaign. Mm-hm.
Show me the account holder. Yep, er...
There.
"PeakSoul09."
Could be anyone. Yeah, sorry, boss. Can't trace them.
Although for what it's worth,
I can confirm that's taken with the same model of camera phone
as the last photo sent to Abi.
The one of the warehouse. Same brand at least.
Same brand, not necessarily the same phone.
Abi was a young woman about to start her life.
She had interviews lined up.
Two companies, both in Leeds.
When you read these texts in that context,
they start to sound different.
"I miss you."
"Soon won't have to." Mm.
Now, it could simply be talking about meeting up that night
or could be talking about their future.
Well, hang on, you think Abi was planning on leaving
with this person?
Well, I don't think Abi would be excited
about leaving someone she cared for behind. Mm.
Go through her texts and list of all the dates
Abi alludes to having met up.
I'll be back. Yep, on it.
'Could be romantic?'
'Abi was seeing someone. We need to find out who.'
'Look, it was just a... a short thing, that's all.'
'Look at these messages. They go back a few months.'
'Have to see you. Tonight.
'Here at 12am.'
'All this, I did it. I'll tell you what you need to know.'
But I had nothing to do with Abi's murder.
I have nothing to hide,
and I certainly wouldn't hurt Abi Marshall.
'Based on the wound to the back of Abi's head,
'we're looking for a blunt force object with a bifurcated end.
'Fork-like. A claw hammer, possibly a crowbar?'
I've been at this for days.
I like a problem I can fix without other people's interference.
The report on the crowbar and mobile phone is in.
Both items were wiped. No prints.
Meaning the killer used gloves to carry both items to the water.
Gloves which we're yet to recover. Mm.
Now, both items were contaminated with a congealed substance.
Suspected kerosene.
Kerosene rubbed off the gloves. Worker's gloves.
Most common use for kerosene these days is central heating.
Ah. When Quinn was out back, he was fixing the oil tank.
Show me the dates that Abi said she was meeting this person.
It's not quite finished, but... here.
It fits. What is it?
His calendar. "Lucy - dinner with friends."
"Lucy - gallery." "Lucy - away with family."
Abi's meetings with her admirer
are all when Elliot Quinn's wife is away
and he has the house to himself.
What, so it wasn't just some relationship?
Abi was having an affair.
Hm.
Right, so, he took advantage of her.
He got her into his house for these interviews, seduced her.
She must have become a risk,
threatened to expose him to his wife?
Well, what are... what are you thinking?
I'm not sure that's what we're dealing with here.
CAR APPROACHES
These dates, they line up, like you said.
It's what it means that counts. Come on.
Detectives, sorry, he's not here. He's gone to meet with the bank.
Actually, it's not him I wanted to speak with.
Mum, where's that blush that Dad bought you?
Just give us a moment, please, Mackenzie.
OK, well, I need it now for a headshot, so...
It's, er... our bathroom.
Nice scarf.
Interesting painting.
All those dark colours. Deep pain.
You laid that same flower at the vigil.
SHE INHALES DEEPLY Yeah.
I've read your texts.
The ones you sent Abi. SHE GASPS
Oh, God.
What a mess. SHE SNIFFLES
You started a relationship with Abi last summer.
She was...
She was coming up here for interviews.
Always just herself.
A kind of joy.
Interested in everything, people... me.
And when I talked, she listened.
I didn't understand it at first, what I was feeling.
And then...
one time, she came here, and Elliot was kept away on work.
And...
...it was just us.
Despite the age gap. It's no more than me and Elliot.
I did feel for him. But...
...I was appalled at the things he was capable of...
without remorse.
It was all just... ambition.
I was so lonely.
I thought so often about ending it, and then...
...in walks this young woman, and...
for the first time, I felt like I was living.
I joked that she was like a thistle.
SHE CHUCKLES Tough, but...
...full of colour and... and beauty.
And now I've lost her.
Tell me what happened the night Abi died.
I didn't send that. SHE SNIFFLES
I didn't.
Then someone else knew about the relationship.
CAR APPROACHES That's Elliot.
CAR DOOR CLOSES
These photos... Mackenzie's not in any of these.
Well, no, she...
she took them all.
Shit.
Stay away.
All right, all right.
I've loaded it. I know how.
Boss?
Give us a moment. Yeah.
There's something going on in the other room.
I just need you to stay here. OK?
Your dad's here.
I reckon... the last couple of years have been pretty tough for you.
Seeing what stress does to the people you love.
Seeing him struggle.
Nothing worse than feeling helpless,
especially when you see something going on right under your nose.
Something that would shatter everything left.
Everything he's holding together.
It went on for months.
You used your mum's phone, set up a meeting with Abi.
I just thought if she knew how much it would hurt us...
If I caught her off guard...
'But it didn't work.'
She came back at me.
'Said I was pathetic and entitled.
'Exactly what she'd expect coming from a narcissist like my dad.'
She said she felt sorry for me.
That I had no idea what love was.
And that they were leaving.
That mum was leaving us.
I don't know what happened.
You're such a narcissist just like your father.
Yes, you are. No, I'm not.
Yes, you are! I feel sorry for you.
One moment, she was there, and then she was...
Why didn't she just do what I said?
OK. OK.
Mackenzie, if you hurt yourself,
just think what that will do to your dad.
He needs you to be strong now.
Needs you to show courage.
He's had so much to deal with already.
Parents...
...they're only human.
Just as scared and fallible as anyone.
Let me help you.
I let him down.
It's all right. I've ruined every thing.
It's all right. I did it for him.
SHE SOBS I did it for him!
Yes, I know, I know. MACKENZIE SOBS
I know, I know, I know.
I just did it for him. I know you did. I know.
I'm so sorry. I did it for him. MACKENZIE SOBS
INAUDIBLE
BELL TOLLS
Strange actually seeing the man like that.
Losing everything.
Somehow, it didn't feel like I thought it would.
Ambition and obsession, corrupting everything around you.
No winners.
Ready for the off? Yep. This is goodbye.
You take care. Please.
And thank you.
Erm, listen, I... HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
Well, I put my mobile number on there... in case.
Sure... Neil.
Bye.
"Love, hate and fear."
You were right, boss. That was nice work.
Quinn was the engine to all of this.
That was your intuition.
Your instincts are pretty good, Chet.
You should trust them. I do.
Hang on. You... You do?
Well, depends if they're telling you to buy us a drink.
Come.
Erm, I think I'm gonna have my rum with...
Mixer for you. Yeah. Think so.
SHE LAUGHS
CAR ENGINE STARTS