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Morning, Jackie.

Danny.

You've got an unidentified female.

She was found hanging in the bedroom.

It's Christina.

My daughter.

Christina's been murdered.

There's no evidence to support that.

You're her girlfriend. Wife.

So you let her down, is that it?

What?

You want the postmortem to say that it's not your fault.

You found her in bed with a girl.

She was a child.

You couldn't accept her as she was.

She killed herself.

But I can find out why she died alone,

frightened.

I don't have those answers that you're looking for.

Well, then who does?

You should try Maia.

She runs The Crimson Orchid.

This programme contains strong language and scenes some viewers may find distressing

Where have you been this whole time?

You really thought that I worked in events?

Where have you been this whole time?

..find another way.

You have three new messages.

Danny, it's Richard, please call me.

Call me the minute you get this.

Please, Danny. It's important, I...

..I know what you took from the mortuary.

Please, Danny, I'm worried about you.

Erm, look, I can't begin to imagine what you must be feeling.

I just don't want you to, you know, I mean, given the difficulties

you've had and the efforts we've all made to get

you into a better place, I-I just...

Yes. Exotic Bloom.

I'm looking for Maia.

We're closed.

I only need a few minutes.

Come back tonight. We open at nine.

I'm not here for a lap dance.

Maia's not here.

Then I'll speak to you.

Or would you prefer me to come back with Her Majesty's Revenue

and Customs and my colleagues from Vice?

Through the door to the right.

Yeah, yeah...

OK. Let me know.

How can I help you?

So which are you?

Exotic Bloom or Crimson Orchid?

I'm the manager.

Should I call you Maia?

I'm making inquiries about Christina.

Christina Frater.

Well, we have a Crystal.

A young woman is dead, very possibly murdered.

She's murdered?

So you do know her?

Was she one of your girls?

Was she one of your girls?

What then?

Oh, we partied together.

Was that all?

That's it.

When was the last time you saw her?

Saturday before last.

What time?

It was about two. We were closing up.

I let her stay upstairs on the sofa.

Why would you do that?

Well, she was in a bit of a state.

What kind of state?

Drunk, high...

..maybe, she was...

..she was bleeding from her ear and her face was all bruised.

Did she tell you what happened?

No. She just kept saying she'd done something terrible.

She wouldn't say what.

What did you think?

Honestly? I thought it was some kind of domestic.

It wouldn't be the first time. Between her and Nicola?

You've spoken to her?

Mm-hmm.

Jealous bitch.

She was complimentary about you, too.

Yeah. I'll bet.

She pretty much implied that you were Christina's pimp.

Hah.

Fuck her. Have I touched a nerve?

This is a licensed premises.

Who're you kidding? It's a knocking shop.

Look, get out!

Is this it?

Is this what? The members' lounge?

What do you call it?

The VIP room where they come for the added extras.

This is for the private dances. And handjobs.

Oh, come on, Maia. Don't be coy.

What exactly do you want?

Other than to bad-mouth my girls and me.

The names of Christina's clients.

What clients?

The ones she brought here. She didn't work here.

Well, then the ones she picked up here and took back to her place.

You are way off beam.

I'm only going on what her wife said.

Yeah, well, Christina lied to her about pretty much everything.

Why would she do that? To keep her off her back.

She didn't like men.

Not like that.

Needs must.

Oh!

You have got no idea about needs, mister.

Who the fuck are you?

I showed you my card. Show me again.

I'm her father.

Her father's dead.

Wishful thinking.

No. He died in a motorbike accident.

It's another lie, I'm afraid.

Is the thing about the pony true?

Fuck me, I'm so fucking gullible.

What was I thinking? I can't even imagine Christina on a horse.

So you did end up buying her one then.

Yeah.

Look, you've got the wrong idea about your daughter. OK?

Or maybe you have.

Trust me. I introduced her to a bunch of guys,

including the owner of this place.

No dice.

What about female clients?

We don't get many women in here, do we?

She'd a roll of banknotes in her flat as thick as my arm.

She didn't get those playing the penny slots.

Yeah, well, she didn't have any clients. At least not like that.

Another kind of client, then?

Maia.

What other kind of clients, Maia?

You said you partied together.

Pretty fucking hard from what I hear.

Did you supply her?

Is that it?

Is that what?

Did she sell a bit on the side?

Hey.

Hey!

You need a warrant to go poking around in my shit.

Hey, excuse me.

You break it, you fucking pay for that.

Hey, I could file a complaint, you know.

Abuse of powers, arbitrary search.

You didn't tell me how she died.

Postmortem says she hung herself.

But you think otherwise?

What? So...so that's why you're obsessed with the idea that she slept with men for money?

Move.

There is nothing here.

Move.

Ah, ah!

It's not how it looks.

It looks like possession with intent to supply.

Enough to shut this place down. Bye-bye. Please!

I need this job.

Then I'd start talking if I were you.

Nicola said Christina changed when she started hanging out with you.

Did you get her into this?

She was dealing before we met.

I doubt that. You would.

Remember the scooter she used to go round on when she was still at school?

How do you know about that? How do you think she paid for that?

Her mother helped her out.

She told her mum the same thing about you.

Christina wouldn't have lasted five minutes in that world.

It's changed, you should know that.

They deal online using messaging apps. Emojis

tell you what they have to sell - snowflake, smiley face, maybe

a diamond. You can pay by money transfer.

They'll even courier it to you, no need for face-to-face.

It's all digital. Sounds traceable.

It's not. The apps are encrypted.

As long as you're careful with your phone, you don't deposit

money in your bank account, it's fine.

So what do you use, cryptocurrency?

Hm, that'll do it.

You still have to source the product.

I mean...

The stuff she was dealing when I met her was not that serious.

Weed, maybe a bit speed.

What about these?

That's Rhino ket.

What's Rhino ket? Mexxy.

Methoxetamine.

It's like ketamine. Only a bit stronger.

I never saw her do anything like that.

Just coke, then?

Talk to me.

There was a guy used to come in here a lot.

We dated for a bit. Nothing heavy.

Just, you know, the odd weekend away here and there.

They weren't exactly mini breaks.

What then?

Well, he was meeting people, making connections, and then he started

asking me to go on my own. Less risky for him.

What was in it for you?

Cash.

Bit of merchandise, sell on the side.

What about Christina?

I started taking her along with me.

We had a laugh.

So you got her involved?

Oh, come on.

She was no innocent.

So what happened?

The guy found out.

What, he was furious?

He was delighted, more like.

I don't know. I think they knew each other from before.

Did she tell you that?

I don't remember. I just know they hit it off.

She started dealing for him - online still.

But, you know, higher volume class As. More money for everyone.

Well...

..they cut me out.

Christina double-crossed you?

She put her own priorities first.

You fell out?

We didn't see each other for a while.

Where were you between 1 and 2am? Come on.

You're not pinning this shit on me.

I was here till well past three.

Look, Christina was my friend.

She could charm the birds from the trees.

I couldn't stay mad at her.

I need to take this.

Daniel.

Daniel, speak to me.

Susannah.

Richard says you've seen her.

This morning.

And there's no doubt it's her?

Our little girl.

Susannah, don't.

I need to see her for myself.

Will you come with me?

Please, Daniel.

I've got to go.

You should go.

Be there for her.

It's never too late.

OK, I'll call her.

I've gotta go.

Was that him?

The guy you were talking about?

Have you got kids?

That's none of your business.

Do they know what Mummy does for a living?

Fuck you.

I'm sorry. I...

..I just thought as a parent you might, erm,

you know...

Please.

I've told you everything I know.

Except his name.

Oh... If I give you that...

Then you get this back.

And this goes no further?

I've got enough on my plate.

Jaisal.

It's all I've got.

Call him.

No way.

Call him!

He won't pick up.

Then call him and leave a message with my number.

I can't get involved in this shit.

You're neck fucking deep in it!

Hi. This is Maia.

I'm just calling to leave you a number.

07700960860.

Thank you.

I wouldn't go there on my own.

He's a nasty piece of work.

You should lie low.

I will.

Hey...

Erm...

She'd, she'd never take her own life.

I know she'd be self-destructive, but she...

..she knew how to laugh at herself.

No matter how bad it got.

Hello. Danny.

Long time no speak.

Who is this?

Jaisal.

Do I know you? Of course you do.

Do you know the old Pumphouse,

south of the river?

I'll see you there.

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