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Thank you. Bye.

SOCO reckon he's been dead about a month.

We'll have to wait for the post mortem to confirm

cause of death but it looks like he's been hit over the head.

If this is the victim's passport,

his name's Peter Hodges.

According to the system he was reported missing.

Four weeks ago.

-Who by? -His wife.

-You got an address? -Home and work.

She's a university professor.

Okay. Let's do the death knock.

Doesn't the Sarge want to take a look at this?

She's happy for us to get on with it.

The Sarge has got other priorities this morning.

This is our suitcase.

These are my husband's possessions.

We've only been married a year.

We're very sorry for your loss.

We're gonna need your assistance with a forensic sample

for a comparison. Something belonging to Peter.

Of course.

Did Peter take his phone the morning he went missing?

It's not been recovered as yet.

The Missing Persons team asked me to look,

but I couldn't find it.

We understand the MISPER case has been downgraded.

Yes, one of the neighbours saw my husband leaving.

He had a suitcase with him.

The detectives decided it proved

his disappearance wasn't suspicious.

I'd say they were wrong, wouldn't you?

The neighbour who saw Peter leaving?

-Mrs. McCarthy? -Yeah. Which side is she?

Right. Number 17.

What do you need?

His comb, a pair of glasses, his pillow case.

I might as well tell you.

We were sleeping in separate rooms.

Poor guy. I can't believe he was murdered.

Sorry.

It's the shock.

You gave a statement to the Missing Persons team

that you saw him leaving the house on

Friday the 17th of last month.

What time was that?

It was about 8.30 am.

That's when my husband rings.

He works away a lot in Manchester

phones before his first meeting.

I was standing here, clearing up after the kids.

I saw Mr. Hodges leave the house.

-With a suitcase? -Yes.

What happened next?

My husband rang. My phone was in the kitchen.

By the time I came back in here Mr. Hodges was gone.

You didn't see where he went from there.

No. Like I said, he was gone.

The separate rooms, do you mind if I ask?

Umm...

Before I met Peter he was always in debt, serious debt.

When we got married, he asked me to take charge of the money

so he couldn't fritter it away.

He even arranged to have his salary paid into my account.

How did that work?

I gave him a basic allowance in cash

just enough to cover his day to day expenses

and it worked well for a while.

-But... -But what?

We still loved each other

but Peter was growing increasingly resentful.

He told me he didn't feel like a man anymore.

I've been going through Peter Hodges' financials.

He had a savings account of his own.

Two days before he disappeared, he paid in 5000 pounds in cash.

Interesting.

I also went through the receipts in his wallet

and I found one for a cafe next door to the bank.

Two coffees, two sandwiches,

20 minutes after he deposited the 5K.

So, he wasn't alone

I requested the bank CCTV. I'll send it to you now.

That is Charlie Hill, Peter's older brother.

He's a car dealer.

Hill?

Peter took my surname when we married.

He was keen to make a clean break,

especially from his brother.

They didn't get on?

Charlie didn't approve of our relationship.

He described Peter as my lap dog.

And you had no idea Peter was in contact with Charlie again?

As far as I knew, Peter had cut him out of his life for good.

But then, Charlie always was the arch manipulator.

How come we're out and about and the Sarge

is in the office doing all the grunt work?

They were sleeping in separate bedrooms.

-Some people do. -That's not a marriage.

What's up with you lately?

I haven't seen my wife for days, or my kids.

How much longer have I got to be stuck in this dump?

It's been a long night.

It was the best we could do at such short notice.

If you would just give us a name,

none of this would be necessary.

Guarantee my safety, and I will.

You're protecting a murderer,

a serving police officer who has killed three people.

That is why I need to be absolutely sure

that you are gonna keep me safe before I tell anyone anything.

What about your duty?

The oath you swore.

You swore you'd stay with me till death us do part.

What happened to that?

Is he gonna come through, tell us what we need to know?

Your guess is as good as mine.

You shouldn't be out and about.

I want you to go straight to the office and stay there.

She just walked out on me, you know.

Didn't even leave a note.

I got home.

Vivienne had packed up her stuff and gone.

-Mr. Hill? -Who's asking?

Detective Constable Billie Fitzgerald.

This is Detective Constable Rob Brady.

What's this about?

Your brother, Peter Hodges.

Has he turned up?

I'm very sorry to tell you,

Peter was found dead.

Dead?

Has, has there been an accident?

No, the circumstances are being treated as suspicious.

What does that mean?

Mr. Hill, we're investigating your brother's murder.

Ta.

You told the Missing Persons team that

you haven't seen your brother in months.

Is that accurate?

Yeah.

Then before I ask you that question again,

I need you to take a look at some CCTV.

This was just over four weeks ago.

Pete didn't want Cassidy to know we were meeting.

How come?

Because she's controlling, suffocating.

She treated him like a child.

He had to ask her for every penny, permission to breathe.

Why were you in a bank together two days before he disappeared?

I lent him some cash.

Why?

An escape fund.

Well, how do you explain the fact that

the money's still in Peter's account?

He never touched it.

What?

No, I, I just assumed that when he disappeared

he'd used it to get away from that witch.

So, your brother didn't contact you after he left?

No.

Are you sure?

Do I need to remind you this is a murder investigation?

I swear I've never heard from Pete again.

This is Peter Hodges, 33 years old.

He worked in maintenance at Royal Ashford University for the

last eight years, which is where he met his wife, Cassidy.

She's a doctor, neuroscience.

Proper high flyer, written books and everything.

They sound very chalk and cheese.

They are. Our victim has a history of getting

himself into serious financial trouble.

According to Cassidy, when they got married,

Peter asked her to take care of their finances,

keep him out of any temptation.

That's not how his brother sees it.

He reckons Peter was the victim of coercive control.

You should meet Cassidy Hodges, Sarge, see what you make of her.

Okay. Set it up.

Sarge! I've been talking to Rob

or, rather, he's been talking to me.

About?

The fact that he had to send his family away

because they were threatened.

What else did he say?

Only that I should speak to you.

Is Vivienne seeing anyone?

The Detective Sergeant is a very private person.

What about you and her?

I'm not gonna dignify that with an answer.

Turn you down, did she?

Get a life!

You have no idea of the pressure.

You're a disgrace.

I am still your senior officer.

So, what are you gonna do, report me?

So, the Chief Super has been covering for a murderer?

This guy killed Tyler Bates, Grace Harper and Harry Steadman.

But Tyler Bates was a police officer.

We think the killer is too.

So the minute I met Mulgrew I didn't like him.

Something really creepy about him.

I need to respond to this.

Billie,

not a word to anybody.

Yeah, of course.

-This is my Detective Sergeant. -Vivienne Cole.

I take it you spoke to Peter's brother.

We did.

Let me guess,

according to Charlie Hill I'm a control freak, a monster.

He's said to my face often enough.

Why do you think Peter was back

in contact with his brother again?

To have a good time, spend money, be carefree.

My husband was addicted to spending.

He knew that he had to go cold turkey to

have any chance of conquering that addiction.

So, you took charge of the finances.

Tell me, Sergeant, are you married?

I was.

Then it won't be foreign to you that in a trusting relationship

what's mine is yours is quite normal.

Were you aware that Peter had a savings account?

No, I was not.

Was there any money in it?

5000 pounds.

According to Charlie, it was his running away fund.

But the odd thing is that

he never got round to spending any of it.

All that means...

All that means it that he was killed

before he could withdraw it.

The press reporting of Peter Hodge's murder

has paid dividends.

A local journalist received an anonymous

tip off about the morning he disappeared.

The caller saw a car hanging around outside

the Hodges' house.

The description they gave of the car is of interest,

an orange Subaru Impreza, rear spoiler.

Sounds like the car Charlie Hill was working on this morning, eh?

Yeah, the one he was so keen to cover up when we arrived.

Yeah, so maybe Dr. Hodges was right about Charlie Hill.

Officers...

You got any news?

Where's the car you were working on this morning,

the souped-up Subaru?

So, the owner came to collect it.

Can we get their name and address?

Yeah. Be in the office.

Oy!

Open the door! Open the door!

Control, Detective Constable Fitzgerald.

All units be on the look out for an orange Subaru Impreza,

no call index.

Driver is wanted in connection with the murder of Peter Hodges.

Come on!

Don't do this to me!

That's the car.

So much for a customer collecting it.

-He's locked it. -Of course he has.

Yeah, it's DC Brady.

It's open now.

Number plates are false.

Surprise, surprise.

St. Christopher.

Wasn't our murder victim wearing one of these in their photo?

Looks like a match to me.

Yeah.

According to Cassidy Hodges, Peter

never took off the St. Christopher.

So, it was definitely his?

I reckon so, but the lab will confirm it.

So, dead or alive, Peter Hodges was in

the stolen car that his brother's driving?

At some point.

David? What's happening?

What's that for?

I can't imagine what you've been going through.

One thing I don't understand, though,

how did Vivienne and David get the Chief Super to play ball?

The Sarge didn't tell you absolutely everything, then?

What?

Vivienne and Mulgrew used to be married.

Rob! We need you to take over from the

Detective Inspector at the safe house.

He needs to go to HQ.

I'm on my way.

Detective Constable Fitzgerald...

Thanks for letting me know.

Charlie Hill just handed himself in.

Apparently, he's worried we think he killed his brother.

Oh, I wonder why he thinks that.

I didn't kill Pete.

Why did you run, then?

-Panicked. -Why?

Because of that orange Subaru.

We suspect that it's stolen.

The engine and chassis numbers have been removed.

Tell us, Charlie, did you do that?

Yes.

Me and Pete, we were stealing cars.

When did this start?

A few months back.

Pete needed some cash to leave Cassidy.

He was always good with electronics.

He got hold of, like, a scanner.

You point it at the car and the owner thinks

it's secure when it's locked, but it isn't.

The thing is, we're not so concerned

that the car was stolen.

What we care about is whether your brother, Peter,

was ever inside the Subaru.

No, never.

-Are you sure? -100%.

Perhaps you'd like to explain this, then.

It's a St. Christopher's medal.

It's like the one Cassidy gave to Pete.

It was found in the boot of the orange Subaru.

No, that's impossible.

Why?

I told you, Pete was never in that car.

I only nicked the Subaru last week.

So, you can't explain Peter's

St. Christopher being in the Subaru?

Could someone have planted it there?

-It's possible, I guess. -How?

Well, the same way Pete got into the cars he nicked,

using the scanner.

Charlie's story holds up.

The orange Subaru was reported stolen

three weeks after Peter went missing.

So, who planted the evidence?

-How's he been? -Pain in the neck.

Alright.

I am sorry, you know.

About what?

That he threatened your kids.

I assume they're still safe.

They are.

I'm glad to hear that.

So, what kind of hold has this guy got over you?

He saved my life, which meant that I owed him, big time.

Did you know I used to box?

I wasn't half bad.

I could paste you all over those walls.

Believe me,

nothing would give me greater satisfaction.

Why don't you, then?

Because I need you to identify the man that threatened my kids.

And I need him to be locked up,

behind bars...

so that I can hold my babies in my arms again.

You are kidding me.

What?

Mila McCarthy, the Hodges' neighbour.

There's no way she could have seen Peter Hodges

leaving around 8.30 on that Friday morning.

How come?

When I spoke to her this morning something

wasn't right, so I ran a check on her financials.

According to her debit account records,

Mila was putting petrol in her car at 8:27,

three miles from home.

Can we come in?

What's going on?

I'm going to arrest you for murdering Peter Hodges

and for perverting the course of justice,

and then these officers are going to

conduct a search of your property.

What's going on?

We've made an arrest.

Mrs. McCarthy. You think she killed Peter?

I can't say much at the moment.

I'll ask the Detective Sergeant to

give you a ring, bring you up to speed.

Mila, you gave a statement saying you saw Peter Hodges

leave home at around 8:30 on the morning he disappeared.

This is a receipt for petrol paid for

on your debit card at 8:27.

Quite the trick, being in two places at once.

I dropped my kids off at school,

got some petrol on the way to the supermarket.

Did you see Peter Hodges leave the house with a suitcase?

No.

I looked at Peter Hodges call data again.

The last time he used his mobile was

at 9 o'clock on the Thursday night.

So, he could have been killed before Friday.

That's what I'm thinking.

This is footage from a CCTV camera

near the deposition site, on Thursday,

just before midnight.

I can't get a clear registration yet,

but I'm sure that's Mila McCarthy's car.

You know, if Mila is the killer,

then she'd have had to have planted

the St. Christopher in Charlie's car.

Using a scanner. I find that hard to believe.

Yeah, so do I.

Who would be clever enough and arrogant enough

to think that they could get away with all of this?

-Cassidy Hodges. -Exactly.

What were you doing on the evening of Thursday the 16th?

The night before you said you saw

Peter leaving with the suitcase.

I was at home with the kids.

-All night? -Yes.

-You didn't go out. -No.

And what was your car doing near Millwall Stadium

at 23:48 that evening?

That is your car, isn't it?

Yes.

Mila, did you kill Peter Hodges?

No.

Then who did?

-I can't tell you. -Why?

I just can't.

-Right, she's coming in. -Who is?

The victim's wife, Cassidy Hodges.

I told her I want to update her on

the progress of the investigation.

And what are you really up to?

We think she killed her husband.

We just have to prove it.

-How's it going? -Good.

The Deputy Assistant Commissioner will be here soon.

Rob's bringing Mulgrew in to speak to her.

We have a deal?

Yes. I think we do.

He doesn't deserve to be protected.

After what he's done, he should be going to prison.

We have reason to believe

that your husband was killed on the Thursday night,

which means we need to recalibrate

our investigation timeline.

Can you tell me where you were that evening?

As I told you, I was out

to dinner with friends.

Uh, Italian restaurant on Upper Street.

What time did you get home?

Late, very late.

-I walked all the way. -From Upper Street?

Yes. I'd been drinking, wanted to clear my head.

I left the restaurant about half-eleven,

so I can't have got home until

nearly one o'clock in the morning.

When you got home, did you see your husband, speak to him?

No, I assumed he was fast asleep.

In his own room?

That's right.

One more thing,

where were you between 10:00 and 11 o'clock this morning?

At home,

coming to terms with my husband being murdered.

Thank you. That's very helpful.

Cassidy Hodges told us she was out for dinner

with friends the night her husband was killed.

The dinner checks out,

but she paid for her meal earlier than she told us.

If she caught a taxi rather than walked.

She could have been home in 20 minutes.

So, she had plenty of time to get home,

kill her husband and dispose of his body.

-When was the body dumped? -Just before midnight.

CCTV shows Mila's car in the area.

I've requested urgent call data for Cassidy's phone.

She told us she was home this morning.

Grieving.

But cell site puts her very close to Charlie's garage.

And what was she up to?

She was planting her husband's St. Christopher

in the car that she took to be Charlie's.

Alright, that's more than enough for me.

Arrest her and search her home address.

-Thank you for waiting. -I've had enough.

-You can call a taxi for me. -Circumstances have changed.

What do you mean circumstances have changed?

Cassidy Hodges, I'm arresting you on suspicion

of the murder of your husband, Peter Hodges

I came in here voluntarily.

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

if you do not mention when questioned,

something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say, may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

I just need to swing by my office,

pick up a couple of personal items.

It won't take a moment.

Make it quick.

Mila, I'm Detective Inspector David Bradford.

I'm here to tell you that we've arrested Cassidy Hodges

on suspicion of murdering her husband.

Why don't you tell us what really happened, Mila?

Cassidy bashed Pete's head in.

Go on.

Cassidy came home early,

found us in bed together.

You were having an affair?

We slept together a few times.

We were both lonely.

That night, we were saying goodbye.

He had enough money to leave her.

What happened when Cassidy found you together?

She went crazy,

shouting and screaming at Pete.

He tried to lock himself in the bathroom,

but she was so strong.

He didn't stand a chance.

Did you see Cassidy kill Peter?

No.

I heard a terrible noise,

then it all went quiet.

By the time I got to the bathroom door...

he was on the floor.

There was so much blood.

Did you see what Cassidy hit Peter with?

No. Not really.

It was in her hand.

Something shiny.

What happened next?

Cassidy said it was all my fault.

She threatened to tell my husband what I'd been up to.

I couldn't let her do that.

And then?

Cassidy can't drive.

She made me drive my car, so she could dump Pete's body.

It was horrible.

Oh, in here, Detective! If you don't mind.

What have you found?

This is a joke.

When did you last see Charlie Hill?

I told you,

over a year ago, at our engagement party.

He didn't call round today?

Of course not.

Cell site data for your phone shows you

close to Charlie Hill's garage this morning.

You were there from 10:26 until 10:31.

Plenty of time to plant evidence in a car.

You might be interested to know your trip was a waste of time.

Charlie didn't steal the car until

three weeks after Peter was killed,

when Peter's body had already been dumped.

When did you leave the restaurant, the night

before you reported your husband missing?

It was well after 11:00, closer to 12:00.

And yet you paid the bill not long after ten o'clock.

I... hung around, chatted to staff,

had another drink.

Mila McCarthy told us what really happened

that Thursday night.

Did she tell you she killed Peter?

They'd been having an affair.

He told her he was leaving, and she killed him.

Really?

And you've been covering for her all this time?

Why would you do that?

We're searching your house.

The forensic team have found blood

and tissue matter in your bathroom.

We're assuming both belong to your husband,

but the lab will confirm that.

We also found fragments of glass,

consistent with someone breaking a mirror with great force.

Can you show me your hands, Dr. Hodges?

I can see healing cuts on your hands.

How did you get those?

I hit him with the mirror.

So, you admit that you killed Peter.

Yes.

Was Mila McCarthy involved?

No.

Whose idea was it to say that she saw Peter leaving?

Mine.

It worked. Until your husband's body was found.

By the way, when did you find the scanner?

A couple of weeks after.

Once I'd worked out what it was for,

I realized that is how Peter was stealing cars,

after everything I had done to get

him on the straight and narrow.

Not such a trusting relationship after all.

Charlie Hill did his best to destroy my marriage,

and as for Mila McCarthy,

having sex with my husband in my house.

You blackmailed her,

and you made her move your husband's body with you.

Will she be charged as an accessory?

The Crown Prosecution Service has

authorized charges against her.

Then today hasn't been all bad.

Boss...

we got a problem.

You were right about coercive control.

-Good instincts. -Thanks.

-Rob said something earlier. -What?

He said you were married to the Chief Super.

What about it?

You told me you didn't even know Mr. Mulgrew.

Sorry about that. I was lying.

We've just charged Cassidy Hodges with murder.

-What's happened? -Chief Superintendent Mulgrew.

I'm sorry, he gave me the slip.

He cracked Rob with a golf club.

Are you alright?

I'm fine, just feel a bit stupid.

There he is.

He clearly changed his mind about giving evidence.

Where would he go, Vivienne? Out of the country?

Possibly.

He'd need his passport. Would he risk going home?

When we were married, he hid things in his locker at the gym.

Harrowfield Gym.

Same one I got to. I've seen him in there.

-Billie, you're with me. -Yeah.

Rob, line up urgent cell site for Mulgrew.

On it.

How could he be so reckless?

I want you to stay here.

That is an order, Sergeant.

Can I help you?

Police. We need access to the men's

changing area and one of the lockers.

Down there.

Where are you?

Don't panic, I'm on my way.

His locker's empty. We've missed him.

Vivienne, you were right. Mulgrew came here,

but we don't know where he is now.

He's here.

He's with me.

He's dead.