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You have been selected
to be our new sergeant.

- I can't.
- What I'm going to do is

offer it to Rachel.

Please don't tell her
I offered it to you first.

Elise has moved in with
Ade and Eleanor goodhead.

How is that?

Hard.

I'm going to be a sergeant here.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

You're telling me
you've been too busy?

I was just prioritising.

Concentrate on the job!

[Theme music playing]

I still say he's one
of the few bobbies,

and I mean, in 30 years I
can count them on one hand...

Oh, hello. You good?

Who looks at your face first.

He's ambitious, going
for acpo is my bet.

Will Pemberton.

- I'd like you to meet...
- Rachel Bailey.

I met Rachel briefly at the cpd
day at signet house last month.

Investigative techniques.
The refresher course? He ran it.

I hear you're in
our building now.

Hardly there. Hq mostly.

My office is there. I'm running

a project.
Sexually-motivated crime.

Well, might bump into you
in a corridor somewhere.

If you ladies would excuse me.

We'll excuse you
calling us ladies.

How did I do?

Very convincing.

Gill was flirting with you.

Ah, your boss likes me.

Does that mean you're over me?

Hmm.

Nah!

I have to get some
sleep tonight, though, will.

Can't keep living off berocca.

And I'm not going
to mess this job up.

So no shagging.

We'll have a meal,

a bottle of wine,

and talk politics.

Oh, bugger that!

I'm thinking, "do
this. We're adults.

"It'll be good for Elise.

"No big deal. It's only a meal."

I was so busy patting myself
on the back for being mature,

I didn't think about
how it would feel.

She was not what I expected.

Who, Elise?

Oh, say it again.

Eleanor goodhead, rach!

Janet. Come in.

Elise is so nervous. But I
promised her I'd love you dearly.

No, I was wrong.
She's not dowdy.

And funny, smart, nice.

You're those things.

- She can cook.
- You can cook.

Yeah, I'm not saying
I'm not those things.

I'm saying she is those things.

Listen, she's also

voluptuous. Which I don't want to
start with, but mmm, mmm, mmm!

I can't leave that out.

- Okay, we'll give her that one.
- Mmm.

It's odd watching your
ex kiss another woman.

Not that I want to be that
with him again, obviously.

It was a bit like bumping into an
old work colleague, to be honest.

But it made me
realise I want that again.

Yeah, you've said
this, a boyfriend.

Yeah. I don't know.

Something.

Anyway...

I went home and drunkenly

booked myself in for some
ridiculous speed dating thing.

Which surely must mean that
the whole thing's over faster.

But now I'm thinking

it's a bit try-hard
at my age, surely.

[Mobile ringing]

Chris? Yep.

Right.

We're at Dee street,
body in the bath.

Boss wants us to start knocking

on doors before
people check out.

Right, syndicate 8's going
to meet us there to help out.

Yep. See you soon.

You could just get drunk,
pick up someone for a shag.

[Police radio chattering]

I need to talk to the press.
Have you got the briefing now?

- Yeah.
- Okay, so far,

loads of forensic opportunities

but not one usable and
quite a lot of contamination.

The maid only discovered the
body behind the shower curtain

after she'd stripped
the bed, vacuumed

and wiped down
half the bathroom.

We've cleared the
service lift for our use

and we're working on
clearing the fifth floor,

which is where
the body was found.

We've seized the guest register.

Anyone who was
still in the hotel

when the first officers arrived

is waiting in that
conference room there.

Interview the
reception staff first.

First accounts will do for now.

We'll let them
know we'll be back

to get statements in due course.

Yeah. Are you sending
them out by time?

It's not clear yet.

The post-mortem's
scheduled for later today.

We can close in
when we know more.

But starting with
8 P.M. yesterday,

when the victim was
last seen at reception,

to 11 A.M. today, when
we closed the hotel.

We'll refine it
when I've set the

Holmes policy, but
work on that for now.

- Good luck.
- Briefing back here at five.

We do have some cctv
footage of her at reception.

It's not great but
it's not terrible.

She's wearing the same jeans,

black crop-top, and sandals
that we found in the room.

And it looks like she's
carrying a little purse or wallet.

And her hair makes
her pretty hard to miss.

So we've been able to produce
this still photograph that you can use

along with this briefing
note in your interviews.

Thank you very much.

Could we even it out a bit? I
feel like i'm tilting to one side.

When you've finished
your tea, give us a shout.

Sorry, mum.

Okay, I've got to leave by six
o'clock to get to the post-mortem,

but what we know so far...

There's evidence of
ligature marks on both wrists,

although whatever was used
to tie them we haven't yet found.

Bruises on both knees.

When we found her,
the bath was empty,

but the skin around her
hands and knees and feet

suggest she'd been
submerged for a good while.

So at some point while she was
in that bath, there was water in it.

Also, other than
the victim's clothing,

there's no personal
items of hers in that room.

No phone, no purse, no keys.

So whoever was there took
whatever else was left when they went.

Er, right, Rachel here is going
to fill us in with what we have

as far as a victim profile goes,

although you can hardly
call it that at this point.

Rachel.

Me and Pete
interviewed the night clerk.

So, the victim booked
in for one night.

She didn't have a suitcase. She
paid with a kind of zippered purse.

And because she paid cash,
she wasn't required to show her ID.

Now, she checked in alone,

but if we could just
jump ahead for a second?

According to the witnesses
in room 515 next door,

there was somebody
else in there with her.

We just thought
it was a bit loud.

They were having intercourse.

- In the next room?
- Man: Yes.

It started about 9:30 P.M.

Went on for a good 30 minutes.

And how do you know it was 9:30?

Because it seemed so early.

And loud!

And how many people do
you think were in the next room?

Well, two people, of course.

And how do you know
it was two people?

Well, we heard them!

You heard two voices?

We heard a man, moaning.

In what way moaning?

I can't possibly reproduce it.

And then later, about 10,

we heard a woman
scream, didn't we?

We thought it was the...

[Sighs] You know,

intercourse.

But they weren't sure when
they were asked to elaborate

whether it was a scream of
pain, as in somebody being hurt,

or a very loud orgasm.

Well, I'm not sure they
knew the difference.

In any case, we know
from their account

there was somebody
in room 514 at 9:30

and it sounds like whoever
was in there was having sex.

So, that means we
should get DNA and prints.

Carry on, Rachel.

Uh, Pete.

The night clerk told us
when the victim checked in,

she asked if there was a room
under the name of Grant meath.

He remembers, 'cause
he thought she said

"meat", and they
had a laugh about it.

Anyway, there was
no room in that name.

So she checked in, presumably
still waiting for Grant meath.

If she didn't show
ID, does that mean

that she doesn't
register at all?

She signed in as Lola lake.

Surely that's fake.

Or she's got parents
with a sense of humour.

Interestingly,
Mitch, the only thing

we have of hers
aside from her clothing

that could possibly identify her

is a necklace with a
little silver disc on it

and her name engraved,
and the name is Lola.

But that doesn't show
up on any databases

and there's no
recorded missing from

homes that match
her description.

On the back of that necklace

there's a number which may
or may not be a phone number.

Any idea of time of death?

All we know is that
rigor mortis had set in

by the time the maid
found her at 11 A.M.

So she'd been dead
for at least three hours.

Latest, 8 A.M.

But I think more
likely between 10 P.M.,

when your witnesses
heard her scream,

and 6 A.M., when shifts change
and people would be waking up.

But whether whoever was in
there with her left straightaway

or waited until there
were more people

in reception in
the morning is...

Lee.

We have a lot of
uns on the system.

It was a busy night.

I'd like a video compilation
for each of them, please.

In the meantime, let's focus
on finding this Grant meath.

The night clerk also said
prostitutes come and go a fair bit.

Just because she died naked in a
hotel doesn't make her a prostitute.

Doesn't make
her not one, either.

We're on the edge
of the red-light district,

this is a posh hotel but
it's also a knocking shop.

Pull those nice curtains,
there's a brick wall.

It's a relevant line of
inquiry and we'll pursue it,

like we'll pursue all other
relevant lines of inquiry.

Open minds.

Just as long as everyone
treats her with respect.

[News report theme playing]

The identity of the victim
has not been established

and the police are particularly
keen for anyone with information...

Just odd that nobody's
reported her missing yet.

If members of the public have any
information regarding this incident,

please call...

Does Gill know about us yet?

No, of course not.

I wouldn't.

Well, you should
probably mention it.

I don't think Gill would
be remotely interested.

That her ds is sleeping
with the detective super?

Enough people think I don't
deserve this job already, will, i'm...

I'm really not going
to have people thinking

I'm throwing myself
around upstairs.

I just think it's better to
keep us between us for now.

Whatever "us" is!

Actually, it's better for
me if it's out in the open.

It's less muddy.

We're not doing anything wrong.

I just don't want
to give anybody

any leverage to
claim I'm not honest.

I don't like sneaking around.

Well, maybe I'm being daft

but I don't want the
blokes at work or...

Or even Janet to think that
I'm using this in any way or...

Maybe I like secrets.

Okay, post-mortem
results are in.

- Gotta go.
- Gill: Lola drowned.

Asphyxiated due to
submersion is what we think.

Professor Jackson said
she smelt like a pub inside.

Foam in the airways, lungs
ballooned, water in the stomach.

There's also a nasty bruise
on her head. On the crown.

Was she raped?

It's hard to say.

There'd been vaginal and
anal penetration but no tearing.

Which, in the case of anal,
could mean it wasn't forced.

No traces of semen so far,

suggesting whoever
it was wore a condom.

We swabbed for lubricants.

Again, consensual sex, maybe.

Or a rapist covering his tracks.

There was nothing
under her nails.

Makes sense if
her hands were tied.

Yeah.

But why were her hands tied?

Boss?

A woman rang on the
incident line, Chloe Michaels.

She was at the queen's
Chamberlain a few weeks back,

had sex with a bloke
that she met on clicker.

It's a website.

She says that he attacked her.

Anyway, she thought
it might be relevant.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Good. Bring her
in for an interview.

Has anything else come through?

Sightings? Anyone
who knows a Lola?

No, but clicker might mean that
Lola used a fake name. People do.

I've asked Mitch to
look at the clicker site

for any posts related
to sexual services.

And the number on the tag?

Yeah.

0414 is a mobile phone prefix
used in both Australia and Venezuela.

Nothing's in service but I've
got telecoms researching 'em.

Who are these parents who
aren't looking for their daughter?

Yeah?

I'm detective
constable Chris crowley

and this is detective
constable Janet Scott

with the Manchester metropolitan
police major incident team.

Are you Grant meath?

Why?

Can we come in, Grant?

Grant, we're investigating the
suspicious death of a young girl

at the queen's
Chamberlain hotel on Friday.

Can you tell us where
you were that night?

Working.

Where were you working?

Uh, oldham general hospital.

What hours were you working?

8:30 till 6 A.M.

I do night shifts.

Have you ever been to the
queen's Chamberlain hotel?

Why are you asking
me about this?

We're trying to locate
a particular Grant meath

who might have met a woman
at that hotel Friday night.

And you think I'm that person?

We were, you know, fu...

Having sex.

And then, when we
were getting close...

Close?

You know, about to

orgasm,

he started pressing my neck.

At first it was a rush, you
know, he was in charge.

I mean, sometimes in
the heat of the moment,

you do things you
wouldn't expect to.

But then I couldn't
breathe suddenly.

I got scared.

I got him off me somehow
and I got out of there.

Chloe?

Now, this is just so that
I can get a better picture

and I... I don't want
to embarrass you at all.

But could you describe
in a bit more detail

the position you were in
when he tried to strangle you?

He wasn't strangling me.

He was pressing.

There was pressure.

I was on the bed,

on my knees,

with my head down.

He was behind.

Is that enough?

You chose not to report it at
the time. Was there a reason?

'Cause I was okay.

Were you scared to report it?

No. I just thought...

Sexting strangers, hooking up,

it's a lottery, isn't it?

But then when I saw that on TV

and somebody was dead,

I just felt so stupid. It
could have been me.

Chloe?

Chloe, I'd just like to go back.

Could you describe
the man for me?

He was...

Fit.

Big man? Small man?

Average man?

Average but fit.

Two eyes, two ears?

Anything that you can tell
us is going to be helpful.

Maybe I just gave him
the wrong impression.

What kind of
impression do you mean?

That I wanted it like that.

And how would you
give that impression?

Er...

I might have wanted to try it.

Okay, can you elaborate on that?

To try what?

S&m. That kind of thing.

Do you think if i'd
have reported it earlier,

she wouldn't have been killed?

No. Chloe.

Whether this is related
or not, this is not your fault.

- Okay?
- Thank you.

Now, I know you said earlier
that you didn't exchange names,

but was there a name that
he'd used on his profile?

Do you remember the profile name

that the man that you met used?

Grant.

We've confirmed that he
works at oldham general hospital.

He clocked in at 8:36
P.M. on Friday night

and clocked out at 6:02 A.M.

But these porters are largely
left on their own in between,

so we need to look at cctv to
confirm that he was actually there.

But we think that there's a
resemblance between him

and unknown number four.

A Porter with a briefcase?

It takes all sorts.

He is odd, Grant.

When we told him that
someone had been killed,

he seemed to
enjoy the attention.

And he admitted to using clicker

but he says that he
buys old cricket balls.

I'm scared to ask!

He's certainly
not playing cricket.

Maybe he likes
playing with old balls.

- [Laughing]
- Lee.

Uh, number four.

Chloe says the Grant that she
met was average size and fit.

This Grant meath
isn't looking fit to me.

Not cricket fit or sexy fit.

There are some
similar things to Lola.

Lola booked the room. Chloe says

she was asked to book the room.

Arriving with nothing because
you're not planning to stay.

And the sadomasochism
could explain the tied wrists.

Have you got his prints?

Reluctantly.

I'm, researching clicker
to get the ip address

on the message he sent to Chloe
so we can action that account.

Grant is definitely
a person of interest.

Let's check out his lifestyle. Does
he use the personal ads on clicker?

Interview his supervisors
and colleagues,

find out how he gets
to and from work.

I want a cctv trawl
around the hospital.

If he has sneaked in and out,
let's get some evidence of it.

[Exhales]

I thought I was so grown-up the
first time I slept with a stranger.

I mean, I know some
women regret casual sex.

I just don't, but...

Then a case like this
comes up and I'm thinking...

"There but for
the grace of god."

Yeah. Exactly.

And it's not like I was
any brighter back then.

Clearly I was just luckier.

God! Any one of those times I
could have been a Chloe or a Lola.

I've never found
anything casual about sex.

Do I have to say hook-ups now?

When's this speed-dating thing?

Tomorrow.

Is it pathetic to have to pay money
to have conversations with strangers?

But apparently,
it's fast and fun

and if I don't meet
someone I'd like to see again,

my next speed date is free!

So I can see them again!

I'm seeing will Pemberton.

Detective super Pemberton?

Since when?

Since about a month ago.

Wow! Wow!

That's a pretty high-calibre
hook-up there, rach.

I know what you're thinking.

No, I'm thinking, "is she pouring
rocket fuel in her weetabix?"

- Rach?
- [Laughing]

The clo's traced the computer.

It's a secure static ip address,

an office in the city that
houses a large imports company.

The clo's meeting me
there to meet their it team,

see if we can track
the internal router.

As long as your notes are in
English. No jargon. I don't speak geek.

Please don't say
a word about will.

[Mobile beeping]

Yeah?

I'm going to get off,
try and sleep. Brain-fry.

Do you want me before
I go to check your car?

Where have we got
with the ip address?

Well, Mitch has
located the computer

the messages to
Chloe were sent from.

But apparently at least eight
other people share that computer.

And do any?

Match the description
that Chloe gave?

Mmm.

Well, she was pretty vague.

Um, perhaps two
or three of them,

but we'll speak to all of them.

Good.

Boss.

Shall I drive you home?

Aw, go on.

Are you...

Okay?

I'm deeply annoyed.

- With me?
- No! Not you.

You've been up.
You've been fine.

Better than I expected.

When Janet said no, I was
like, "okay, Rachel, step up."

And you have. It's
worked out better this way.

It's so bloody annoying.
The lab's come back.

Lots of unidentified prints
and a partial DNA profile

that isn't on the database.

Traces of lubricant, so whoever
it was did wear a condom.

We've checked, tested
every sheet in that trolley.

Lola was never even in that
bed. Nothing on her clothes.

And where's her purse,
her phone, her family?

Why didn't she want it? Janet?

Rachel, forget it!

Look...

No matter how long it
takes, we will get a result.

Thanks for the lift.

We're going to
bring her back in.

Okay.

Bringing who back in?

Oh.

Chloe Michaels.

I suggested to Gill that
we show Chloe the wall

as an information-seeking
exercise,

see if she recognised anybody,

as she's not going
to make a complaint.

Well, Chloe might
change her mind.

Oh! Okay. Forget that plan.

And if she does change her mind

and we've marched
her into the incident room

and showed her the
wall with the suspect on it,

then we've burned her.

Yeah, of course. Agreed.

Because her evidence against him

can never really
be used at court.

Yeah, rach, I get it, but
you really should tell Gill

if Chloe's not 100% decided
about pressing charges.

Anyway, why didn't you just
speak to me about this first?

Well, you weren't
here, so I spoke to Gill.

You're meant to
speak to me first.

It is meant to go
through me, Janet.

Oh.

Okay.

Er, well, rach...
I'm sorry but, um...

I really didn't think that
it was that big a deal.

It's just not protocol.

Are you actually following me?

I wasn't finished.

Because I needed to go to
the toilet, if that's okay with you.

Are you hungover or something?
Because you're really out of order.

I'm out of order?

Every time you get a piece of
information or an idea, you go to Gill.

Well, maybe that's
what I'm used to.

I'm the sergeant, so I need
to know what's going on.

If it had been me, I
wouldn't have minded,

because we're all on the
same side here, Rachel.

Are we?

Really, Janet?

What is wrong with you?

This is only going to work
with us if we follow protocol.

Yeah. Fine.

Well, I said that I was sorry!

Oh, okay. Thank you, Janet.

And this witness, Chloe, she
knows that she's going to be

going through the courts
for at least a year and then

the odds that her accused
will even get a conviction is...

Well, let's face it. The
odds are damn low.

So is it any wonder that women
don't want to make a complaint?

Six out of ten
convictions isn't low.

Six out of ten is four
women humiliated for nothing.

Yeah, but three in ten accused
of rape would be convicted

of a lesser charge,
like sexual assault.

So that makes just one. One.

Yes, but nobody
wants to be that one.

Going through the
courts for a year

for nothing. So
she says nothing.

You're furious about being
asked to be sergeant second,

when you need to be already
thinking about your next rank.

You've got to be thinking,

"where do I want
to be in a year,

"two years, five
years down the line?"

I want to be Gill.

So you need to show them
you've got the talent to lead.

Yeah, except...

Except what?

[Sighs]

Except I think I buggered
that up this morning.

So get back in there.

[Knocking]

Mitch has tracked the time the
messages were sent to Chloe.

And based on emails sent
from that same computer

before and just after
the messages to Chloe,

they've identified
the single individual

who was using that
computer at that time.

So his name's James tollis,

but he calls himself
Grant on his clicker profile.

Mmm-hmm. So no previous.
He's met a lot of women on clicker,

but so far nobody
that we think is Lola.

And there's no
traffic at all on his

profile on the day
that she was killed.

But it is possible that
he could use other sites

or a mobile phone app.
Yet to be determined.

Bring him in, interview
him, get his samples.

Rachel: About
Grant meath's alibi.

He's on the cctv at the hospital
but not for his entire shift.

Well, follow it up.

If he was there, somebody's
got to have seen him.

Yeah, boss, also...

When you said she
wasn't in the bed,

well, I was
thinking, last night,

the bruises on Lola's knees,
given that the room was carpeted.

Well, if a person was
on their knees in the bath

and someone was
taking them from behind,

would that have
caused those marks?

And so say she's
got her head down,

hands are behind the back
and she hits her head on the tap.

She's drunk, head
goes underwater,

she can't breathe
and she can't get up.

She involuntarily
swallows water,

epiglottis closes over,
respiratory arrest, unconscious.

Oh, and Rachel.
Cut Janet some slack.

[Sighs]

So she's living with
her, this Eleanor,

in a sort of
stepmother situation?

Ooh. I'm not ready
to use that word.

Don't get me wrong, I don't
hate her or anything, I just...

- Yes?
- [Children talking]

I'm detective
constable Chris crowley

and this is detective
constable Janet Scott

with the Manchester metropolitan
police major incident team.

Are you James tollis?

Daddy, now! Daddy, come!

James: Go look
after your brother.

We're investigating the murder
of a young woman who was found

at the queen's Chamberlain hotel

in Manchester on
Saturday morning.

And as part of that inquiry

we're speaking to everyone who
was in the hotel on Friday night.

I wasn't.

Sorry, I wasn't...

I wasn't at that hotel.

Okay.

As part of our inquiry, we've
spoken to a witness, Chloe Michaels.

She was in the same hotel a
few weeks before with a man.

We suspect that man was you.

Not here.

I'm minding the kids
and the wife's out.

Of course.

Um, is there anybody
who could look after the kids

while you pop down
to the station with us?

- Am I under arrest?
- No, James.

We just want to ask
you a few questions.

As you're aware, we're
investigating a young woman's murder

at the queen's
Chamberlain hotel.

James has just nodded.

Could you please
confirm that, James?

Yeah.

Whilst we've been
investigating this murder,

we've come across a
witness, Chloe Michaels.

Chloe alleges that she exchanged

messages with a
man on clicker.Org.Uk

by the name of Grant. Can
you tell me anything about that?

No. No, I don't know
any Chloe Michaels.

She alleges that she met
this man for a sexual encounter

at the queen's
Chamberlain hotel.

Can you tell me
anything about that?

No. I said I don't know Chloe.

I'm married.

Does the name Grant or Grant
meath mean anything to you?

No. No, I don't know him.

Have you ever
been to the queen's

Chamberlain hotel
on Dee street, James?

I don't think so.

You don't think so?

James: No.

[Stammering] Well, not
that I'm aware of. Um...

Maybe years ago.

When would that have been?

I don't remember
exactly. I don't know.

One year? Two years?

I don't remember.

Do you ever use clicker?

Once.

I bought a bike for Danny.

What about the personal
ads? Do you ever use those?

Well, I already said
I'm happily married, so...

I don't really look
at that kind of thing.

How would you feel if I told
you that after we spoke to Chloe,

we were able to trace those
clicker messages sent to her?

We traced them to
your work computer,

specifically to the time
you used that computer

on the day those
messages were sent.

Would you like to see a copy
of those messages, James?

James has just nodded. Would
you please confirm that, James?

Yes.

Did you exchange
messages with Chloe?

I guess so. I didn't
remember her name.

[Exhales]

Yes. I did.

Chloe said you suggested
meeting at the queen's Chamberlain.

I don't remember where.

In the messages
we just showed you,

you specifically mention the
queen's Chamberlain hotel.

Well, then, I guess it was there.
Like I said, I don't remember.

Chloe alleges that she met you
for sex in room 219 of the queen's

and that this sexual
encounter turned quite rough.

Can you tell me
anything about that?

No.

Did you have sex
with her at the queen's?

It was just the once.

One time.

Have you ever met any
other women just for sex

at the queen's Chamberlain hotel

other than the night that
you had sex with Chloe?

- I don't think so.
- You don't think so?

James: No.

According to
your clicker profile,

you regularly meet women for sex

and on at least three
occasions in the past year,

you've suggested meeting at
the queen's Chamberlain hotel.

Would you like to look at
those messages, James?

Like to take a
moment to read them?

No.

I don't need to read them.

I wrote them, according to you.

Okay,

James.

Can you tell me
what you were doing

between 8 P.M. on Friday evening

and 8 A.M. on Saturday morning?

Um...

I was at home. With my family.

And your wife will
be able to verify

that you were there with
her at that time, will she?

[Stammering] No.
We were sleeping.

- From 8:00 at night?
- No.

I don't know.

Maybe ten?

You seem upset, James.
What's upsetting you?

[Exhales]

It's just

my wife doesn't know
about these other women.

And I really don't
want you to tell her.

Well, all we need
to do is ask her

if you were with
her on Friday night.

I love my wife.

I'm investigating a
murder, not your marriage.

Chloe's the one
that wanted it rough.

She said she liked it rough

and then when it did get
rough, she freaked out.

Chloe alleges that
you pressed on her

neck so hard that
she couldn't breathe.

Well, she asked me to.

Asked you to do what?

She wanted me to dominate her.

I wasn't trying to
hurt her, I swear.

Okay. Well, Chloe's not
making a formal complaint.

[Sniffles]

But we do have cctv footage

from the queen's Chamberlain
hotel on Friday night

of a man entering
reception at about 8:45 P.M.,

taking a lift to the fifth floor,
and returning at 10:34 P.M.

And that man strongly
resembles you.

What would you say about that?

I need to pick up my
kids. Can I go now?

I understand that you
don't want your wife to know.

But we need to find
out what happened

in that hotel room
on Friday night.

You said I'm not under arrest.

That's right. You're free to go.

Are you saying that you'd
like this interview to stop?

Yes.

Okay.

But before you go, we
need to take your samples.

Samples?

Um, fingerprints and a DNA swab.

[Exhales]

You said that you
separated in march

but that you've been perusing
the dating market for six months.

Er, more or less.

Perhaps that's why
your wife left you.

I didn't say... I didn't
tell you that, did I?

More or less.

Look, to tell you
the truth, Janet,

I couldn't care less.

She wasn't right for me.

So, have you been to this
speed-dating thing before?

[Chuckles] Not really.

You just said "the usual"
when asked about your day

and that included coming here.

It's just you seem
a bit inconsistent.

[Mobile vibrating]

James refused to
give us his samples.

Said he needs to
speak to his solicitor.

We've arranged for him to
come back in tomorrow afternoon.

Chris and Janet
looked at the wall.

They reckon it's him.

Janet said he was lying all over

the shop, flapping like a fish.

Get a better view here.

Leaves the bar 8:20.

Heads to the
lift, toilet corridor.

Back out five minutes
later, back to the bar.

Out again 8:45, this
time up in the lift alone

to, by Lee's
calculation, the fifth floor.

Where he tied Lola's hands,

had several kinds
of penetrative sex

with her in the bath
and drowned her.

Back down in
the lift, 10:34 P.M.

Exits presumably through that
back exit with the broken cctv.

Should we be arresting him?

If he did kill Lola, he's not
about to go out and do it again.

[Mobile ringing]

But if he doesn't come in
tomorrow with his solicitor,

you can bet we'll arrest him.

[Mobile vibrating]

[Whispering]
Sorry, I'm still here.

So, I won't be able to be there.

Will: Oh? I was just
making you some dinner.

- Gill: Rach.
- Thank you.

I'll, um, I'll ring you back if I
need any more information on that.

Polsas found Lola's phone
chucked in the skip at the back exit.

There's selfies
of her all over it.

We have an identity for Lola.

An unregistered phone was
recovered from near the hotel

with several text messages on it

about meeting in room 514
on the night of the murder.

And there were photos on the
phone of the victim in Australia.

But still no name. So Rachel
pursued Australian telecoms

and it turns out that the
number on the victim's tag

does match a
discontinued phone number

last registered to a woman
by the name of Annie Gibson.

I called new south wales police

and overnight
they sent an officer

to talk to Annie's parents
and collect a photo.

And Rachel had a
very sad conversation

with Annie's parents
early this morning.

Her father told me that
Annie's been travelling,

that she was in Manchester.

They spoke to
her only last week.

He's flying to the UK as
we speak to identify her.

So who is Lola?

Her dog.

He was put down last year.

She was wearing a
dog's tag around her neck.

I should have picked that up.

New south wales
police also managed

to trace her bank cards
to the yha here in town.

I'm going to meet the cso
and the csis there after this.

It's possible that the killer has
been to that address at some point,

either before or
after her death.

The messages do come up on
Annie's phone as being from Grant,

but as mr Grant meath,

who Rachel assures
me actually does buy

used cricket balls off clicker,

as he's admitted to
being a work bludger

who regularly ducks out of his
shifts and kips under the stairs

while the good taxpayer
shouts him his salary.

I'm thinking James
tollis is using his name.

Now, we're trying to
fast-track a subscriber's cheque

on the phone the
messages came from.

Other than that, all we have
by way of a photograph is

the bloke she met on
the night she was killed

sent a selfie of his
meat and two veg.

- That's him?
- That's him.

James is due in later
today with his solicitor

and we will be taking
samples off him.

Janet, ask him about
Grant meath again.

Pete and Mitch, can
you get a statement

from his wife,
Margaret tollis, today?

James insists that
he doesn't know Grant,

but what if we bring
Grant meath back in,

show him a photo of
James, ask if he knows him?

Gill: Excellent.

Lee: Do the text
messages say anything

other than arrange
time and place?

"I'm hot, rich, and
ready to make you mine.

"I'm going to make you feel
like you've never felt before.

"You're a naughty girl,
going to rough you up."

I know it's practically trendy
these days, this s&M business,

but James used the words "wanting
it rough" when talking about Chloe,

and he seemed to indicate that
the rough sex was Chloe's fault.

That he was just
a passive victim

who hadn't got a clue
what he was doing.

Boss, I know this
is a bit out there, but

what if we got James
to do us a selfie?

Of his penis?

I'd be fascinated to know which
bit of pace covers that procedure.

No, no, no. I'm serious.

That one in that picture
is clearly circumcised

and not a huge
proportion of men are.

So if we got James to
give us a photograph,

we'd be able to tell at a
glance whether it was a match.

But couldn't he just have got
a better picture off the Internet?

I mean, that doesn't
prove anything.

Well, in any case,
unless there's

something very
distinctive about it,

one's much like
another, I'm afraid.

It's a bit like an ear impression.
They're not that unique.

You can show him the
photograph and say, "is this yours?"

But nobody in their right mind's

going to agree to
whip it out for you.

Okay, Lee, by the way,
is going to be acting flo

and bringing Annie
Gibson's father in today.

So can we take this
gentleman off the board, please?

Don't want to upset him.

Rachel, would you like me
to bring Grant meath back in?

I'm going to send
Pete and Mitch.

Good idea.

Well...

Thank you, Janet.

Oh, I need one of those.

Here, have this one.

Thank you.

Rachel knows, by the way.

Knows what?

That she was second choice.

Oh. Oh. Okay.

Right.

Shit.

I didn't tell her.

No. I told her.

Why?

Why would you do that?

I just did.

As our sio, how could
you think for a second

that it would be good protocol
to ask one member of your team

to keep a secret
from another one

and then go and reveal
that secret anyway?

And for the record, Gill,

it went against the
grain not telling her,

but I never said a word.

And then, for no
particular reason,

you went and told her,
without warning me!

How could you not
see, as my friend,

what an extremely uncomfortable
position that would put me in?

I let it slip.

Yeah, and left me in it.

If I had to describe it, I'd
say that Grant was pleased.

Awestruck, even.

That his name was
linked to a murder inquiry?

No, that James tollis, head boy
at st Thomas a becket high school,

knew, much less
remembered, Grant meath.

It seems that Grant
was regularly bullied

by a gang of popular
lads that James ran with.

James tollis bullied
Grant meath?

Ian: No, not James, no.

Grant says that he, Grant,

was "too far down
the ladder to be

"bullied by someone like James".

He was just amazed that he knew,

that he even
remembered who he was.

This man's life gets
sadder by the minute.

- Ian: Cheers, boss.
- He's here.

James.

Detective constable Janet Scott.

Afternoon.

Well, we'll just
go through here.

What happens...

Now...

if I say I did it?

But it was an accident. I had
no intention of harming her.

I threw her phone
in a bin out back

but it just didn't feel
right to throw that away.

I mean, she was messed
up, but she was sweet.

I've just arrested him. He
confessed, right at the front desk.

Handed me her purse,
corroborated the phone in the bin.

He's in the custody
suite with Chris.

Great! Well done, Janet!

Did he ask for an
intimation warning?

Janet: Yes.

Tell the custody officer
we will tell his wife

when we do the house search.

Rachel, get the exhibits officer
and a search team together.

He alleges that she asked
him to have intercourse with her

from behind in the bath,

hold her head under the
water while she held her breath.

He says it was an accident.

Yeah, well. And cleaning up
after, that was an accident, too?

I look forward to that story.

Andrew redhead,

13 months old.

His injuries didn't fit with
the parents' explanation.

Are you threatening us?

We need to ask
you a few questions.

Go on, arrest me!

Police! You, get down!

Look at your face. "Winning
the lottery ruined my life."

- Marcus!
- [Tyres screeching]

Don't take me for a mug.

I really don't like that.