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Ah, shut up.

Hello?

Annie, it's Alan.

I need your help.

A call just came in. A body's
been found up on Eastvale Moor.

I don't have all
the details yet.

It's stupid o'clock on
a Sunday morning.

It's my first day
off in a month.

It's 10:30.

This is your chance to
lead an investigation, SIO.

What, for a lost rambler?

Have you got
something better to do?

Is that any of your business?

That isn't what I meant.

Look, Eastvale Moor is
your territory. You take it.

I can't. We think we might
have a body off one of the alleys

of the main square in Eastvale.

Shit!

Give me a couple of minutes.

A bloke called Timothy Randall reported
finding the body at 8:15 this morning.

It's his storeroom, sir. He
owns the gift shop on the square.

What was he doing
at his storeroom?

Said he was going
to do a stock-take.

At 8:15 on a Sunday morning?

Do we know was the door
locked before she was put in there?

Yeah, Randall said it was.

Morning, Doctor.

Banks.

Oh, is that all she was
wearing? It's bloody freezing.

Kids today.

The cold would have
slowed down rigor mortis,

but I'd say she was
killed after midnight.

Maybe as late as
2:00, not likely later.

Do you think she
was killed in here?

Looks like it.

I'd say strangulation was
the probable cause of death.

There's a chance someone
could have heard something.

I doubt it.

There's a fair chance
she was raped as well.

So she wouldn't have ended
up in this position herself?

No.

Based on the lividity pattern,

I'd say that he'd moved her
some time after he killed her.

So why would the
sod who did this

have gone through the trouble of
making it look like she was sleeping?

Hayley Daniels.

I'll pull it in.

Juicy one, isn't it, sir?

Please, don't do that,
Kevin. You're not that type.

Track down the
local sex offenders.

Everyone on the books and
those that we think should be.

- Yes, sir.
- Don't go yet.

One witness, a newsagent, said he
saw Randall go into the alley at 8:05.

- 8:05?
- By the square's clock. It's accurate.

But you said Randall
reported the body at...

8:15.

So why did it take
him 10 minutes

to walk from the alleys
entrance to his storeroom

when it only took us 30 seconds?

Kevin, there's CCTV
cameras everywhere.

Get everything you can on last
night, every entrance in, every exit out.

Now you can go.

Sir?

Her name's Hayley Daniels.

You inform the family.
I'll go and see Randall.

Been here before, haven't we?

Yeah.

What possible harm could
she have been to anyone?

I'll bet she wasn't
always in a wheelchair.

Hmm.

You got an ID on her?

Uh, no. No ID, no money.

No jewellery, rings,
nothing on her at all.

Ma'am.

How old do you think she is?

Hard to tell, ma'am.

But no doubt the sort of injury
that would have put her in the chair,

that would have aged her.

But look past the hair
and the complexion,

I'd say no older than you.

Right, yes, very good.

First day as SIO, but can
we keep this focused pleased?

You found a weapon?

Not so far.

Well, what type do
you think was used?

Well, I'd say a thin,
very sharp blade.

Maybe a straight razor
or a surgical instrument.

Ma'am.

Three residential
care homes in the area.

The nearest one's a few miles
away, a place called Mapston Hall.

Why here?

Someone's killed her
in the exact place that

Marcus and Lucy Payne
buried their last victim.

'Cause it's a remote spot.

I mean, that's why
those two chose it.

I suppose it could be a copycat.

Or some sick
sod's idea of a joke.

Just what you've
always wanted, Annie.

Your own murder.

I could see my storeroom
had been broken into.

I thought she was just
sleeping at first, poor girl.

Very dedicated
of you, Mr Randall,

to be working so early
on a Sunday morning.

Sign of the times.

I had to let my help go,

so I'm at the shop now
from Monday to Saturday.

Sunday's my only
chance to catch up.

Otherwise I'd be in church.

It's a very small storeroom.

Couldn't you do your
stock-taking after church?

My dear wife passed
away a year ago.

I suppose I try to find
ways to keep busy.

And between you
and me, Mr Banks,

I don't mind an excuse
to miss church now.

They mean well, but there's
such a thing as too much sympathy.

How often do you
do a stock-take?

Oh, monthly.

So your records would show
that you did one a month ago?

Yes.

Do you mind if I have a look?

What time is it,
please, Mr Randall?

Uh, 11:43.

It's a 30-second walk

from the entrance to the
alleys to your storeroom.

You say you found
the body at 8:15.

Yes, I checked my watch.

Force of habit.

But you were seen going
into the alleys at 8:05.

So what happened in those
extra 10 minutes, Mr Randall?

I didn't know there
were an extra 10 minutes.

I didn't know any
of this until you...

No. You made a point
of checking your watch.

And I know it's accurate
because you just told me the time.

So what did you do in those
extra 10 minutes, Mr Randall?

I lost my wife last year,
so if I'm a bit confused...

You're not confused. You lied.

I certainly did not!

- Did something happen last night?
- Last night?

Did something happen last night

that made you rush back to
your storeroom this morning?

No!

No, I've had a hell of
a shock to my system.

By rights, I should...

- It's mine!
- No, it's mine!

- Give it back now!
- No!

Pack it in or I'll come
up there and belt you.

Give me it! GIRL: No.

Just let Michael have
it for five minutes!

It's mine, isn't it?
- Give me it!

Bloody kids.

Why do we bother, eh?

Mrs Daniels, is
your husband home?

No.

He's at a sales convention
all weekend. Why?

I really need to speak
to your husband as well.

Has something happened?

Mrs Daniels, I'm
sorry, but we've...

We've found the body of a girl

we believe could
be your daughter.

I need you to see if
you could identify her.

Mom! Mom! It's not fair.

The front desk think that the
room phone might be off the hook.

Mr Daniels hasn't
checked out yet.

He might have
gone without paying.

They try that sometimes.

We have got his details, though.

Right.

Who the bloody hell are you?

Police.

Are you Geoff Daniels?

Yeah.

And you'd better have a bloody
good reason for being here!

Geoff!

Geoff!

I love you.

Just call me if you need me.

Not your usual NHS set-up.

Where the rich dump their
relatives they don't want any more.

Anyone who leaves the
building with a friend or relatives

has to be signed
out when they leave

and signed back
in when they return.

And usually we have a few
out on a Sunday morning,

but the weather's
been so unsettled.

Right, there was one signed
out at 9:00 this morning,

not been signed back in.

Karen Drew, signed out
by someone named Mary.

That's right. I authorised it.

But they must be back.

Mary said they'd only
be out for an hour.

Did Mary tell you her surname?

Oh, I'm sorry, I can't remember,

but it'll be right
there in the book.

It's illegible.

Is it possible that Karen Drew
is back and not been signed in?

It's possible.

Right. I'd like the names and
addresses of her next of kin, please.

They'll be in the front office.

Ken. And I'd like to
see Karen's room.

What did Mary look like?

There was a sudden downpour.
We had to get everyone in.

So I didn't really look.

Did Mary arrive
with anyone else?

No. She was on her
own. She seemed so nice.

Oh, God. It must be a mistake.

Karen must be back in her room!

There's no personal stuff here.

It's not that unusual.

Some of our clients have no
contact with the outside world at all.

How did Karen react to
the idea of a walk with Mary?

What do you mean?

Well, did she seemed pleased?
Do you think Karen knew Mary?

But you don't understand.

Karen was here because
a drunk driver hit her.

She was completely paralysed.

She couldn't communicate at all.

Just loads of medical
stuff in her file.

No next of kin.

Only point of contact is a
solicitor that pays for it all.

Could be for money. It's not
cheap keeping someone here.

If it was for money, why
not push her off a cliff?

Why take her miles out to
Eastvale Moor and cut her throat?

And why in that exact spot?

So, here's what we know.

Hayley's last night
was a bit of a pub crawl.

She started off with five or six of
her friends from Eastvale College

over there at the Red Lion.

What time did she get there?

Just after 7:30, sir.

They stayed for about two hours.

The barmaid reckons they had
about three or four pints each.

Including Hayley?

She reckons Hayley
had had the most.

Well, the tox report showed she
had amphetamine in her system.

She could've probably
drunk us all under the table.

Did anything happen there?

Sounds like they were
getting a bit rowdy.

Hayley was attracting
a lot of male attention,

not that you can blame anyone,
the way she was dressed.

Prat.

All right, that's enough.

You three, retrace her
steps, starting at the Red Lion.

Talk to as many of the men who
were staring at Hayley as you can.

Then do the rest of the pubs.

Let's focus, shall we, Kevin?

- Where next, Win?
- The Bay Horse.

They had about three
or four more pints each.

But the barman
refused to serve Hayley,

said she'd been shouting, been
obnoxious with lots of customers.

Did she get into any fights?

No. Barman said her
friends took her out.

- Where next?
- The Black Bull.

Have you talked to the barman?

Not yet, sir, he wasn't around.

The next place they were
seen was at the Bar None

on the other side of the alleys,
but Hayley wasn't with them.

Right. That's Hayley leaving
the Black Bull with her friends.

She clearly doesn't want
to go on to the Bar None.

Do we have anyone going in or
out of the alleys by any other route?

Not yet, sir, but we've
still a few to check.

Is there any other way in or
out that isn't covered by CCTV?

Well, some of the bars have
back entrances that aren't covered.

I did find this, sir.

That's Jamie Morden, the
barman at the Black Bull.

It's 2:30 in the morning.

The Black Bull's
licensed till midnight.

Two and a half
hours to clean up?

Right. I'll talk to
Hayley's friends,

find out why they were
arguing outside the Black Bull

and why she went
into the alleys alone.

Now, Hayley had
condoms in her handbag.

Maybe she was going
on to meet a boyfriend.

It's worth keeping in mind.

Win, go back to Hayley's parents,
see if they can fill in any of the gaps.

Kevin, you go with Winsome.

Then go back to the Black
Bull, talk to Jamie Morden,

find out why he was
locking up so late

and if anything happened
while Hayley was in there.

Sir.

Okay.

Are you sure you're
going to be all right?

Thanks, Malcolm.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Goodbye.

Uh, sorry. Can I help you?

DCI Alan Banks.

Are you one of their dads?

No, Malcolm Austin, I used to
teach Hayley at Eastvale College.

Look, um, I'm not
sure this is a good time.

They're all really upset.

I have done this before.

Unfortunately.

Uh, you were all arguing with
Hayley outside the Black Bull.

Hayley wanted to go
for a pee in the alleys.

And we were like,
"Don't be so scuzzy."

But she was all, "Don't
tell me what to do."

And that's all the argument was.

Then she went
into the alleys and...

Why didn't she wait until
you went to the Bar None?

She wasn't coming
to the Bar None.

Well, why didn't she use the toilets
in the pub where you'd just been?

The toilets are out of order.

You asked the barman if she could
use the toilet upstairs, didn't you?

Stuart?

Yeah, um...

He said okay, fine,
she could use the bog.

But he'd have to come
up to the flat with Hayley.

Why?

Make sure she didn't
pass out or something.

Hayley was hammered
and she lost it with him.

In what way?

Yelling at him, "Dickhead,
twat." I don't know, stuff like that.

And how did the
barman take that?

Just said we should leave.

Could Hayley have been
going to meet a boyfriend?

Hayley didn't have a boyfriend.

And you all spent the evening
together in the Bar None?

Yeah. All night.

I have to talk to them.

Be brave.

For Hayley.

Everything all right, love?

I was just asking
your wife, sir,

if Hayley might have been heading
to a boyfriend's on Saturday night.

Hayley didn't have a boyfriend.

Where you aware that she
carried condoms in her bag?

Hayley was 18.

You've come here to drag our
name through the mud, have you?

Why would we go through her bag?

Please understand.
This isn't personal.

You're saying if we'd known more
about her, she wouldn't be dead!

I'm not saying...

If Hayley had a boyfriend,
she would have told Donna

and Donna would have told me.

We don't have
secrets in this family!

- What's that supposed to mean?
- It doesn't mean anything.

I told you, these bastards
aren't here to help us!

Go on, sod off, the pair of you!

Sorry.

We haven't met.

DCI Alan Banks.

Elizabeth Waring.

This bruising here indicates he
knelt on her while he strangled her.

These bruises indicate
he strangled her manually,

from the front. No ligature.

Like this.

You're sure it was a man?

Hayley suffered
multiple vaginal lesions,

indicating she was raped.

Any chance of DNA?

I've swabbed her body,
externally and internally,

and sent samples to the lab.

Was she restrained?

There's no significant
bruising to the wrists or ankles.

Did she struggle?

These people don't
need to tie up their victims.

They tell them they know
where their families live,

or give them a sliver of hope
they won't kill them when it's over.

They've got a million ways

of making their victims
do what they want.

Yes. I was thinking of
DNA under the fingernails.

I don't think we should
hold out too much hope.

As you can see, Hayley
bit her nails to the quick.

Sorry.

Shall we get some air?

- You new to the job?
- Yeah, six months in.

Are you going to tell me that
in time I'll learn to disconnect?

I'd be lying if I did.

What did you do before?

I was a doctor in a trauma unit.

Well, why the switch to here?

Surely there, there must
have been some hope.

My unit specialised
in violent injuries.

Horrible stuff,

the worst.

I got to the point where I
couldn't take another victim dying.

Sorry, I still don't follow.

Surely every victim
that comes to you here...

But I can help them here.

What I couldn't take was knowing
the dead could never point a finger

at the people who'd killed them.

I wanted to use my skills
to try and make their wounds

speak for them.

If that makes any sense.

Yes, it does.

Then someone like Hayley comes in
and I wonder if bringing them to justice

is worth anything.

It feels like that
sometimes, doesn't it?

What can I do for you?

We'd like to talk to you
about your client, Karen Drew.

I'm not going to divulge
information about my client.

Why not?

If I told you that, you'd
know why I can't tell you.

Right, now you've
got that off your chest,

I'm not sure Karen
Drew would care about

client confidentiality
right now.

We just found her body on the
moors. Someone slit her throat.

So, names and addresses
of her next of kin, please.

Karen Drew wasn't her real name.

It was Lucy Payne.

- Annie.
- Hey.

Not disturbing you, am I?

No, it's good to see you.

Not interrupting anything?

No.

Um...

- Glass of wine?
- No, no, I'm good.

Not a social call, then?

Alan, I wanted you
to hear it from me first.

The body you sent me
out to on Eastvale Moor,

it was Lucy Payne.

What you mean,
another Lucy Payne?

No.

Just fuck off!

All of you.

Lucy Payne admitted to
and was found guilty by a jury

for the abduction and
murder of five girls.

Lucy Payne's in prison for life.

They'd have told
me if she'd escaped.

It can't be her.

Two weeks into her sentence,
Lucy was attacked by fellow inmates.

- Because they recognised her?
- Probably.

- So they just let her go?
- No.

Social Services
gave her a new name,

a cover story and hid
her in Mapston Hall.

Her attackers,

they chucked bleach
on her, cut her up,

severed her spinal cord.

She was paralysed for life. She
couldn't talk, walk, communicate.

They didn't even recognise her.

Lucy Payne confessed to her
crime. She accepted justice.

Why wouldn't you rape, torture
and murder those girls, hmm?

What was your answer?

Help me.

Please.

Feel something.

I want to plead guilty.

Justice failed!

Alan, I know what it did to you

when you got her to admit
she knew what she'd done.

But someone took
her out, slit her throat,

while she was sat in a
wheelchair, paralysed,

unable to defend
herself, and that's wrong,

whatever she did.

And it needs to be investigated.

Yeah.

You sure?

No, I'm driving.

You don't have to.

I meant, you could take a taxi.

Yeah, um, I need a clear
head for the morning.

I'm going to take
this to Rydell.

Get the back-up I
need to do the job.

Well, you know who
the suspects are.

The families of
Lucy Payne's victims.

The job will be to bring up
all that grief and misery again.

I know.

I'm going to do my job, Alan.

Can I count on you?

Yeah.

Lucy Payne didn't deserve that.

- Morning, Annie.
- Morning.

No wonder you
didn't recognise her.

What with the scarring
and the new identity?

Which didn't work.

Do you want to run this one?

No.

Think I'm done with Lucy Payne.

Sir.

Barmaid at the Red Lion
said she saw an old bloke

stare at Hayley the
whole time she was there.

Thought he was a
local shopkeeper.

Timothy Randall.

I'll catch you up.

You all right, Kevin?

What did you get from Jamie
Morden at the Black Bull?

He's my first call
this morning, sir.

Is this about Hayley?

Drinking won't help,
mate, believe me.

It'll just make things worse.

It's just getting to me.

Hayley's killer is still out there
and we aren't getting anywhere.

We go through all the evidence,

we're thorough and methodical,

we eliminate, then we
go through it all again.

We'll catch Hayley's killer.

It's our job.

Not happy to see us, Mr Randall?

I've told you everything I know.

Did you go for a drink when
you finished work on Saturday?

I went for a couple
at the Red Lion, yes.

Didn't tell us everything, then.

I didn't see it was relevant.

Right.

See Hayley Daniels while
you were in there, did you?

Well, how would I know that? I
wouldn't have recognised her.

Sir, I'm very sorry about this.

I should think so, too.

It's just the barmaid
said she saw you

ogling Hayley.

I was doing no such thing!

Oh, come on.

Young, beautiful girl like that?

I bet you'd set your sights on
her right from the start, hadn't you?

You can't speak to me like this.

You lied to the police in the
course of an investigation.

No. I said I didn't recognise
her, not that I didn't notice her.

There's a difference. I mean,
how could anyone not notice her?

All bare legs and tummy and...

And?

You just hung
around for a few hours

and then followed her
into the alleys, is that it?

I've tried my best to help you.

I'm not saying another word

without my solicitor.

Hello?

- Jamie Morden?
- Yeah.

You from the police?

Yeah.

So, rough night in here
Saturday night, was it?

No, it was average.

I mean, apart from the
girl who got killed was here.

That's why you're here, right?

- Did you know her?
- Hayley Daniels.

Not really, no.

She'd come in with her mates
a couple of times a month,

but I can't say I knew her.

Have you got the
bastard who did it?

How were they when
they were in here?

Drunk, of course. It
was Saturday night.

Did anything happen?

Oh, you mean the
bogs being blocked?

Yeah, she wanted to
use the toilet upstairs.

I said she could, but

I said I'd come
up with her as well.

I didn't want her
puking all over the place.

No disrespect to the dead,
but she was drunk off her tits.

So she goes ballistic at me,
telling me not to tell her what to do,

which I hadn't anyway.

And is that all you said to her?

How do you mean?

Well, that you just
wanted to go upstairs

to make sure she
didn't wreck it?

Of course that's all I said or I
would have told you, wouldn't I?

This is a murder investigation.

So I'll ask the questions, then
you answer them. You got that?

Aye.

Morden says he didn't leave
the pub until 2:30 in the morning

because he was cleaning
the toilets up after vandals, sir.

How many exits from the
pub into the alleys at the back?

Well, there's the back
door and the beer cellar,

but they're both
covered by CCTV.

He didn't show up on anything
until we got him cycling off at 2:30.

- Anything else?
- He's cocky.

But his story matched the
one Stuart Kinsey gave us.

He was just a little bit vague on
what Hayley called him when she lost it.

If that means anything, sir.

Well, even if it did, everything's
covered by cameras.

Right, back on with
the surveillance.

And Kevin, it's good work.

Hit on Stuart Kinsey, sir,
one of Hayley's friends.

He was cautioned six
months ago for dealing speed.

Maybe that's where
Hayley got hers from.

Kevin, come with me.

Stuart, Stuart.

Oh, don't run!

Kevin!

Why were you running out of
the alleys the night Hayley died?

All right, yeah.

After we got to the Bar None,

I felt crap about Hayley
going alone in the alleys.

I said I was going to the bar

and nipped out through the back,
just to make sure she was okay.

So why didn't you tell us this?

You knew Hayley was high on
speed because you gave it to her.

You went back there because you
knew she was vulnerable and alone.

What? You think I killed Hayley?

Did you, Stuart?

No! I'd never do
anything to hurt Hayley.

I was in love with her.

Did Hayley know this?

I told her, yeah.

Did she reject you?

- How did that make you feel?
- How do you think?

Don't know, you tell us.

- Angry?
- No, no, no, stop!

None of this is true.

Right, this is what I've got.

You were feeling humiliated
because Hayley rejected you.

You lied to us about going
into the alley to follow Hayley.

And we've got you on
CCTV running out of the alley

two minutes after Hayley
was raped and murdered.

So if that's not the truth,
you'd better tell us what is!

All right!

I went back because I
thought Hayley had a boyfriend.

I went into the alleys to
see if she was meeting him.

I wanted to know who he was.

- And did you find her, Stuart?
- No. No, please. I swear.

I looked for her,
but she wasn't there.

Why did you run?

I heard a door slam.

And a... a muffled scream.

I could have saved Hayley.

It's okay. You couldn't have
known what was happening.

Do you have any idea who
Hayley's boyfriend might be?

A few weeks ago,

I bumped into Hayley
in a pub out of town.

She was with Malcolm Austin,

our tutor.

They were sitting in a corner

and Malcolm practically had
his tongue down Hayley's throat.

Hey, mate!

- Hey.
- Hey! Hey!

Hey, get off him, mate.

You all right?

Leave it.

What were you thinking?

Is he hurt badly?

No. You'll probably get
off with common assault.

What good are you to
your family in prison?

They need you!

Right.

If it was your kid
raped and strangled,

tell me you wouldn't
have done the same.

Nothing from the families of
Lucy Payne's victims, then?

Oh, we got plenty.

Mainly that the police let
them down but God didn't.

Aye. And they hoped
Lucy Payne suffered.

Justice done, as far
as they're concerned.

Dr Waring.

You're here for the case review?

Yes. And Elizabeth, please.

Elizabeth. Yes, this way.

Rape and murder of a
young girl on our doorstep.

So what now, Alan?

Well, it is possible
that Hayley was going

to spend the night
at her tutor's house.

Malcolm Austin, sir.

We're getting background on him.

And then we'll see what
he has to say for himself.

Sir?

Yes, Kevin.

It's just... The killer
wore a condom.

Doesn't that suggest
forward planning?

I mean, couldn't Hayley
Daniels be the first in a series?

Well, I've dealt with serial
killers. They're not common.

Most murders are opportunistic.

Yes, but isn't this
more about the location?

I mean, surely he
just waits in the alleys.

He knows a victim
will always come by.

Kevin...

Shouldn't we have
men on the alleys, sir?

I think he has a point.

As DCI Banks pointed out,

the killer carefully
placed Hayley on her side.

In my experience, one-off
killers don't go to such trouble.

In the cases that
I've dealt with,

where similar attempts have
been made to cover up a murder,

it's because the killer acted
on impulse and then panicked.

In the case of Hayley Daniels,

I'm not looking at a
controlled or practised killer.

Hayley was a wonderful,
bright young woman.

We've decided to award
her diploma posthumously.

It'll mean a lot to
her family and...

Mr Austin, where were
you on Saturday night?

Me?

I was out with friends, why?

Can you give us their names?

Actually, um, I was in. Sorry.

Were you in or out, Malcolm?

In. Sorry. Watching telly.

- With anyone?
- No.

Waiting for Hayley?

No.

Why on Earth would I
be waiting for Hayley?

Because we've been told that you
and Hayley were having an affair.

Yeah.

Whose?

Your DNA matches the traces of DNA
we found on Hayley Daniels' clothes.

That's just not possible.

You picked out Hayley Daniels
in the Red Lion, didn't you?

Then you waited until you
saw her go into the alleys alone.

No. On my life. No.

You followed
her into the alleys,

dragged her into your
storeroom and raped her.

No!

Then when you finished and you
realised what you'd done, you panicked.

And that's when
you murdered her.

Please.

Can I just start again?

And the next morning,

you rushed back to your
storeroom, full of remorse,

and you tried to make it
look like she was sleeping.

Mr Banks, I beg you...

Why else would you lie to
us about those 10 minutes?

No, no, no, no, no.

Charge him, Sergeant.

Please believe me. I
swear I didn't hurt her!

Timothy Randall,
you're under arrest

for the rape and murder
of Hayley Daniels.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention now something
you may later rely on in court.

- Annie.
- Congratulations.

Thank you, what would you like?

Full investigation team
and a packet of crisps.

Please?