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Help me.
Help.

It certainly looks like
a suicide.

Yeah, uniform aren't convinced.

I reckon they've got a point.

How come?

Well, he didn't
string himself up.

And I'm betting he didn't
do that to his own face.

Sarge.

Rob.

And this is?

Billie Fitzgerald.

Trainee detective constable.

I've just been
transferred from CID.

Acting Detective Inspector
Vivienne Cole.

Do me a favor.

Find out who discovered the body
and get their account, yeah?

So, definitely not a suicide?

No doubt about it.
He's been murdered.

But why bother to make it
look like he killed himself?

I hear you found the body.

Can I get your name?

Amber.

Amber Saunders.

Amber, can you tell me
what happened?

Yeah, um...

I was just cutting
through the park,

and... and I caught sight
of something in the trees,

and he was just, um...

He was just
hanging there and... Sorry.

You've had a terrible shock.
Don't be.

I.D.?

No phone, no wallet, nothing.

He is covered in dry blood,
but there's no blood around him,

which means
he wasn't killed here.

He's been dragged through
the undergrowth

and then strung up with this.

Looks like
a four-meter tow rope to me.

I'll need your details.
An address?

Uh, yeah I... I don't
actually have an address.

You can find me at the homeless
shelter in Charing Cross.

What about a mobile number?

What I really need is for you
to come in and make a statement.

Do you think
you can manage that?

Yeah.

Sometime this morning maybe?

Sure.

- Tire tracks.
- Too wide for a car.

Something like a transit van?

Right let's prioritize
CCTV and AMPR

on the roads around here.

Find the van, there's a good
chance we'll find the killer.

It's quite something
to hold a dead body up

and suspend it from that branch.

It's hard work on your own.

Do you think we're looking
for two people?

It's a strong possibility.

You know, the staged suicide
is absolute key.

The killer is saying,
"Look at me.

"Look what I've done."

Well, since we've got sod all
to I.D. the victim,

I'd better do a press appeal.

Thought you'd have heard.

- What's he doing here?
- Who's that?

Detective Inspector Bradford.

Isn't he
on compassionate leave?

Not anymore.

- Rob.
- Gov.

You sure
you're ready for this?

100%.

Detective Inspector.

Is it "welcome back"?

It is.

- When did you decide?
- Called the super yesterday.

Who's this?

Trainee Detective Constable
Billie Fitzgerald.

- Sir.
- Pleased to meet you, Billie.

Right, Sergeant,
what have we got?

Oh! You nearly gave me
a heart attack.

Tom's not answering his phone.

Well, he'll be snoring.

I don't know where he is.

I think we should phone his mum
or the police.

What's Tom gonna say
when he turns up?

Right?
He's gonna go mad.

I suppose.

Hey.

It's gonna be all right.

I wish I had your confidence.

Thanks for holding the fort.

No problem.

The missing persons inquiry.

Have they made any progress?

Not that they've told me.

And you?
What do you think?

Well, I'm convinced she's alive.

Why wouldn't she call?

I don't know. Maybe she's not
in her right mind.

So you think she had
some sort of breakdown?

Does that mean you...
you saw the signs

before she went missing?

It means
I haven't given up hope.

What do you think?

About the D.I.'s wife.

I think she's dead.

Pick up.

Right, Rob.
Where are we at?

The victim was covered in cuts,

the fact that none of these cuts
appear to be defensive wounds,

plus the redness we've seen
on his wrists

indicate that he was bound
at the wrists

and then slashed repeatedly
with a knife.

Now, the coroner suspects
cause of death is heart attack

rather than bleed-out.

So, in other words,
the guy was terrified.

The killer... or killers...

they wanted the body
to be found.

The staged suicide gives it
a kind of theatrical flourish.

Killers?

Well, it's highly unlikely
one person

could have hauled the victim up
on their own.

Right, let's just
get back to basics, shall we?

Any progress on an I.D.?

Not yet.

All we've got is this
very distinctive tattoo.

"My love will be yours always."

Somebody must be missing him.

The body of a man in his 20s

was found early this morning.

He was
five feet, 10 inches tall,

short blond hair,
and blue eyes.

He also had a distinctive
tattoo on his left upper arm.

If this description
means anything to you,

you think you might know
this person,

please contact
the police immediately.

Yeah, police, please.

So who is he?

Tom Pryce.
24 years old.

Runs his own tech start-up.
Something to do with bikes.

His fiancée hasn't spoken to him
since yesterday morning.

He's the right height
and coloring,

and he's got a tattoo
on his left upper arm.

His mother's an MP.

Kirsten Pryce.

- Do you want me to talk to her?
- No.

Go and see the girlfriend.

Take Billie with you.

We need to be sure
he's Kirsten Pryce's son

before we talk to anyone else.

Boss.

If this lad's an MP's son...

I know.

It's a nightmare.

I'm Detective Sergeant
Vivienne Cole,

and this is Trainee Detective
Constable Billie Fitzgerald.

Can I ask,
when did you last see Tom?

Yesterday morning when we were
both leaving for work.

Um, I'd stayed the night.

You don't live here?

Tom and I are engaged.

I live in Chiswick
with my parents.

Did you sleep here last night?

No, he'd arranged to meet
a couple of old mates from uni.

Do you have contact details
for Tom's mates?

- Yeah, somewhere.
- Sorry, this is ridiculous.

I guarantee you
Tom is just sleeping it off

on someone's sofa.

Does he make a habit
of staying out all night?

No.

When was the last time
you saw Tom?

Same as Olivia.
Yesterday morning.

Olivia, can you describe
Tom's tattoo to me?

I can show you it.

Olivia, I'm so sorry, but I need
to tell you that Tom's tattoo

is identical
to a tattoo on the body

that was discovered
this morning.

Are you sure it's Tom?

We can't be sure until
we've done forensic tests.

Let's make
absolutely certain, hey?

Before we do anything else.

Can... Can we just
stay here for a bit,

'cause, like,
Olivia's still in shock?

We need you both to tell us
everything you can about Tom.

It's cool.
I'm fine.

What do you reckon
about the flatmate?

He really didn't
want to come with us.

No, he didn't.

- The tattoos match.
- Right.

Until I've spoken to the mother,
I need this totally locked down.

Got ya.

Inspector, I can't imagine
what's so urgent

that you would have me
called out of committee.

The body of a young man
was found early this morning.

We have reason to believe
it was your son, Tom.

Reason to believe?

We're waiting for a DNA match
to be absolutely sure.

But you're sure enough
to come here and tell me

that my son is dead.

Yes.

How did it happen?

The investigation
is at the very early stage.

There are limits
to what I can discuss.

What I mean, Inspector,
is did Tom take his own life?

No.
No, he didn't.

Why do you ask that?

When Tom was 12 years old,
his father hanged himself.

Tom came home from school

and found his dad hanging
from a tree in the back garden.

I'm sorry.
I didn't know.

We haven't had time
to do background checks.

Your son didn't kill himself.

So he was murdered?

Tom Pryce's father
killed himself.

Tom found him
hanging from a tree

in the back garden
when he was 12.

So that gives us
a strong indication

that the killer knew Tom,
knew his background.

And that tells us what
at this precise moment?

Well, it helps us a build
a profile of the person

or persons
that we're looking for.

Let's just stick to the nuts
and bolts, shall we?

What about tracing the van?

Uniform patrol reported
seeing a man driving a white van

near the scene
in the early hours.

He was using his phone.

They signaled for him
to hang up,

he complied,
so they drove away.

Could be our killer.

With any luck,
we'll find the van on CCTV.

Tom's phone?

No sign of it,

but his mobile provider
are sending us over his data.

Right, I'll be downstairs

doing the emotional appeal
with the mother.

How did she take the news?

Stoic, so far.

But I have a feeling
that won't last.

Might take a while to sink in,

the fact that somebody
deliberately staged

her son's suicide.

I decided to spare her
that detail. For now.

Is that wise?
She's gonna find out.

Let her get used to losing
her son first,

before we fill her in
on the full horror.

That woman has the right
to know.

Tom Pryce's uni mate,

Martin Tanner, hasn't heard
from him in weeks.

But Tom goes out with Martin
all the time,

they saw each other
last Saturday.

Not according to Martin.

How has Tom's state of mind
been recently?

Fine.

A bit stressed out
running his own company

and a bit wound up
about the wedding.

Kind of distant, but fine.

Why would he lie to me?

So, you last saw him
yesterday morning

when he was leaving
for work?

Yeah.

I had the day off,
so I didn't go into the office.

So, what did you do?

Just mooched around the flat.

All day?

And all night.

So, you work for Tom, yeah?

I work... I work with Tom.

The app was my idea.

But it's Tom's company?

He's the one
with the trust fund.

If anyone has any information

that could help
this investigation,

please contact the incident room
as soon as possible.

Tom's a bright,

popular lad.

I can't imagine why anyone
would do this to him.

As his mother,

I'm asking that if anyone
has any information, to please,

please come forward.

Thank you all very much.

It doesn't matter who I am.
They're not telling the truth.

He was hanging from a tree.

Can I see him?

I can arrange that

through the coroner's office,
of course, but...

I need to warn you that your son
has been severely disfigured.

You need to think about
what your last memory will be.

Sorry.

Mrs. Pryce,
you're a public figure.

Have you been targeted
on social media lately?

No more than
any other female MP.

What about in person?

No, nothing I can think of.

You said your son came to see
you yesterday at the office.

Was it just a social call?

He just turned up
out of the blue.

Did he make a habit
of doing that?

£700 went missing
from petty cash.

And you think
your son took it?

I can't be sure, but there was
something wrong with him,

I know there was.

Tom's been acting weird
for the last couple of months.

He's gone from workaholic to
barely turning up at the office.

I think he's been cheating
on Olivia.

Who with?

I don't know but I've heard him
lying to her

about where he's going,
like, who he's seeing.

But c-can I go?

'Cause I've told you
everything I know,

and I should really talk
to the people at work.

I spoke to Tom's PA.

He told her he'd sacked Jamie.

- When did he tell her that?
- Yesterday morning.

Interesting.

You know, he is really keen
to get out of here.

What do you want to do?

Let's find out
what he's playing at.

What a surprise.
He's come straight home.

What you said, Sarge, about
the D.I.'s wife being dead...

No, ignore me.
I don't know anything.

That didn't take long.

In a hurry, Jamie?

I thought you were going
to the office.

Yeah, I'm on my way there now.

I'm going to
caution you, Jamie,

so that I can search you.

What?

Jamie Bentham,
I'm arresting you

on suspicion of the murder
of Tom Pryce.

This is mental.

You do not
have to say anything...

Get after him!

Right, get onto PolSA.
Let's search his flat.

Come on.

Tell us again
what you did last night.

Uh, stayed in, watched telly.

We're looking at your phone,
local CCTV.

If you left the flat,
we'll find out.

I went to the pub.

- On your own?
- With Tom.

- And?
- And we had a drink.

We're gonna test the cash
and the envelope for DNA.

Will we find a match to Tom?

Did you steal the money
from Tom?

Right, he sacked me.

Told me I had to find
somewhere else to live.

Why?

I don't know.
Search me.

Right, he's been
acting weird lately.

What was he doing
with 700 quid in cash?

I don't know.

Right, look, we're in the pub,
he's gone to the loo.

I've seen the envelope
sticking out his jacket,

so I've had a look,
seen the cash,

and just stuffed it
down my jeans.

Like, I figured he owed me.
Like, the app was my idea.

What happened next?

Uh, he come back.

Uh, he went crazy.

Uh, started accusing me
of taking it.

Which you denied?

He was half-cut. He didn't know
if he was coming or going.

Okay, so you're in the pub,
you had a fight.

What happened next?

He left.

Well, do you know
where he went?

No.

He got in a white van...

...and they drove off.

Whose van?

Not a clue.

Have you seen him
get into it before?

- No.
- What make was it?

I don't know.
Transit?

Okay, Jamie,
this is really important.

Did you see
who was driving the van?

No. Sorry.

Why did Tom sack Jamie?

They fell out.

Over what?
Over money?

The night before last,
Tom... Tom was out,

and, um, I ended up
drinking with Jamie.

And, um, he told me that Tom
had been seeing...

seeing someone else.

They'd had a party,
and I hadn't been there,

and Jamie said
Tom had been in his bedroom

with some slapper.

When he told me,
I was... I was so hurt,

so angry, so drunk...

...I ended up in bed with Jamie.

Tom came home and he caught us,
and he went crazy.

He told Jamie
that he was sacked,

and he told him
he had to move out.

What happened then?

I slept in the spare room,

and in the morning
Tom and I had a talk.

Was he still angry?

No.

He was sweet.

He told me it was true that
he'd had a girl in his room,

but he swore
they didn't sleep together.

He said his head had been
all over the place

and that he was gonna
sort things out

and get us back on track.

What did he mean by that?

I wish I knew.

Excuse me a second.

Do you know where he is?

You must know where he is.

No, no.

Come on, you're on duty.

I need to see the
detective inspector right now!

I'm Detective Sergeant
Vivienne Cole.

Can I help?

Can you explain this?

Why would anyone do that?

It's so cruel.
It's sick.

Your son was killed
somewhere else.

What we found this morning
was... was window dressing.

Detective Sergeant.
A word.

Just give us a moment.

I told you I would
speak with Kirsten Pryce,

when I judged
the moment was right!

This is just like you,
Vivienne.

You always know better
than everyone else!

Sir, you've got it wrong.

The sarge didn't tell Mrs. Pryce
about the fake suicide.

It's on the news.
It's all over the Internet.

I owe you an apology.

I would never
go behind your back.

You don't think
I should be here, do you?

Well, since you ask, no.

Not while you don't know
where your wife is.

Go home.
Look after your daughter.

Have you got any idea
how hard this is?

Waiting, day after day,
hearing nothing?

I need to be back at work.
Otherwise I'm gonna to go mad.

Well, this job isn't therapy.

You still have a duty
to the public.

Thank you, Sergeant.
That'll be all.

Well done for talking
Kirsten Pryce down off a ledge.

All in a days work.

Uh, any progress?

Yeah, the search team
have found cocaine,

some pills,
and what they think

is a small amount of
crystal meth in Tom's bedroom.

Well, well, well.

And the forensic pathologist
found cocaine

in both his nostrils.

So, what do we reckon?

Using and dealing?

Kirsten Pryce suspects Tom stole
£700 from her office yesterday.

Well, his overdraft is huge, and
his credit cards are maxed out.

Jamie reckons Tom's not been
turning up for work,

lying about
where he's been going.

That's classic junkie behavior.

According to his fiancée,

Tom said he was gonna
sort everything out.

So maybe he stole the cash
to pay off his drug debts.

Did Tom use drugs?

Of course not.

We found drugs hidden in
his bedroom and clear evidence

that he used them
in the hours before his death.

I mean, Tom could be moody
but I never...

Do you take drugs, Olivia?

Absolutely not.

Mm.

Do you recognize this bag?

No.

We found it under the sofa
at Tom's flat.

Are you sure it isn't yours?

Totally.

The bag contained
traces of a white powder,

probably cocaine.

We're having it tested.

Well, go right ahead.

I mean, like I said,
Tom and Jamie had a party.

Maybe somebody
left it behind.

What do you think Tom had
all that cash for?

I don't know.

We're pretty sure that Tom was
gonna pay off his drug debts.

But he couldn't pay them,
could he?

What, 'cause I took the cash?

Is it my fault Tom's dead?

Have you come to apologize?

I was trying to spare you.

I need to ask...

Do you know
if your son used drugs?

I had my suspicions.

I even asked him,
but he... he denied it.

Is that why
he stole the cash?

To buy drugs?

We think he was trying
to pay off his debts,

get himself clean.

Why didn't he just tell me
he needed the money?

Because he didn't want you
to know he had a problem.

Sometimes the people closest
to us are crying out for help,

and we can't see it.

You're...

Y... It's been
bothering me all day.

You're that policeman.

The one whose wife is missing.

So we have something in common.

Sarah isn't dead.

You know that for a fact?

She's missing.

The possibility
that we might find her...

It's all I've got.

I envy you that.

We found the van.

Finally.

Yeah, CCTV near the pub
gave us an index.

And AMPR have just picked it up
near Whitechapel.

You coming?

Get him out of there!
Quick!

- Control?
- Go ahead.

This is D.S. Cole.

We need an ambulance...
urgent assistance.

Unconscious male.

It's a suicide note.
It says he killed Tom Pryce.

Let's pray he pulls through
so we can do him for murder.

Who is he?

Perry Evans, ex-army,
nightclub doorman.

Convicted in 2015.

Served six months
for dealing Class A drugs.

So Tom must have been intending
to pay Evans off.

Can't imagine a guy like that
would be happy

if Tom turned up empty-handed.

I don't buy it.

Why not?

Perry Evans is a petty criminal.

He's a low-level drug dealer
and hired muscle.

This murder is complex.

It's creative, vindictive.

I mean, why would
someone like Perry Evans

go to all that trouble
over a 700-quid drug debt?

It doesn't compute.

Any news?

According to the doctors,
it's touch and go.

I found Tom's number
in Perry's phone.

They spoke
three times yesterday.

The last time was
at 20 past 8:00 in the evening.

Setting up a meet
outside the pub, presumably.

But there's something else.

Perry was on the phone
10 minutes before we found him,

and he was calling
the same number

when uniformed patrol
spotted him in the early hours.

Who was he talking to?

Unregistered mobile.

Yeah?

Great.
Yeah, I'll be right down.

The girl who found the body
has finally turned up

to make a statement.

Will I have to go to court?

I mean, what if the killer
targets me?

We've got someone in custody.

You've caught them already?

Take it from me...
You're not in any danger.

That's easy for you to say.

You've got a nice safe place
to live.

Where are you
gonna sleep tonight?

How much do you need?

No, I couldn't.

What, 20 quid?

Can you make it 40?

Yeah.

Thanks.
I-I'll pay you back.

No, I will.

If only 'cause it gives me
a chance to see you again.

Cheers, mate. Bye.

- Shift yourself.
- What's going on?

They found
an overlapping cell site

on Perry's phone
and Tom's phone.

They were both at some
old railway arch

in Clapham last night
around 10:00.

- Think it's the murder site?
- I'd put money on it.

Come here.
It's open.

Is that blood?

I reckon so.

Okay, good work.

Rob's found the murder scene.

I-I'll stay here
in case Perry wakes up.

Okay.

There's blood on the floor
as well as the walls.

We're pretty sure
he was tied to that chair.

Any proof that Perry Evans
was here?

Not yet.

Right.

Fingers crossed
for CCTV, then.

He wants to talk to me.

Hello, Perry.

What you said in your note
about Tom Pryce.

You said you killed him.

Is it true?

Is it?

I was lying.

SOCO have found
significant blood evidence

in Perry Evans' van.

It's been fast-tracked
to the lab to see if it's Tom's.

If it is, then...

Then we've got our man.

David Bradford.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Yes, it is a very serious breach
of protocol.

Yeah, I'll be sure to speak
to her when she gets back.

Thank you for letting me know.

The hospital
couldn't have been clearer...

No contact with the suspect
until they gave the go-ahead.

But he beckoned me in to him.

I just took the opportunity
to get his dying declaration.

Did you read him his rights?

I didn't get time.

Then anything he's said
is inadmissible.

Well, it's of interest, though.

We can't just exclude it
from the inquiry.

Evans told me
that he did not kill Tom Pryce.

Rob, can you come in and talk us
through the evidence

against Perry Evans, please?

We have CCTV of Perry Evans' van

going to and from
the railway arch.

In this still,

you can see clearly
that Evans is the driver

and Tom Pryce
is in the passenger seat.

Being driven to his death.

According to the lab,

blood evidence in the van
matches Tom Pryce.

Well, I'm not saying
that Evans isn't involved,

but he... he's a foot soldier.

He's not the ringleader.

That is pure speculation.

Okay, what about
the unregistered mobile

he keeps calling?

- Who does that belong to?
- I don't know. You tell me.

And according to Rob,
Evans would have struggled

to string the dead weight of
Tom Pryce's body up that tree.

I said it would be hard.

I didn't say
it would be impossible.

Look, how come you're so certain
that Evans didn't do this?

Because he told me
at the hospital.

- What, under caution?
- No.

Thanks, Rob.

You are deliberately
undermining me.

You're undermining yourself.

The lab have matched
Perry Evans' DNA

to the DNA found
on Tom Pryce's body.

I just spoke to the hospital.

The consultants have been in

and said
Evans will pull through.

Let's prepare a file
for the CPS.

Recommend they charge
Perry Evans with murder.

He's making a mistake.

At the very least,
Perry Evans has an accomplice.

It's a compelling theory,
Sarge,

but what you don't have
is any actual evidence.

D.C. Brady.

Why won't the detective
inspector listen to you?

This is all about his wife.

You know, the truth is
he made her life a misery.

I've got to show you something.

What should I do?

Leave it with me.

I'll tell
the detective inspector

when the time is right.

I need to know who this man is
and why he killed Tom.

His name's Perry Evans.

He's 31.
Ex-army.

Tom owed him money for drugs.

He murdered him
over a drugs debt?

That's how it's looking.

Why hang Tom's body
from a tree?

We haven't had a chance
to talk to Evans yet.

He's in intensive care.

He was attempting to kill
himself when we found him.

When he's fit, he'll be tried
and punished for what he's done.

Right.
We're off to the pub.

Double celebration.

Case closed,

and the detective inspector
back where he belongs.

No excuses.

Yeah, I'll be over in a bit.

I-I've just got something
I need to take care of.

- So how was the first day?
- Eventful.

The sarge is amazing.

Yeah, she's a great detective,
but watch your step.

The only person
Vivienne cares about is herself.

I know I've been critical

of the police in the past,

but they've done
a first-class job

in tracking down
my son's killer.

I hope you're coming
for a drink.

First round's on me.

There's something
you need to see first.

What's this?

Do you recognize it?

Looks vaguely familiar.

It was found under the sofa
in Tom Pryce's flat.

So we've got a new lead?

Yeah, but not
in the Pryce case.

DNA evidence taken
from inside the bag

leads us to believe
that it belonged to your wife.

It's Sarah's bag.

The question is, how did it
end up at Tom Pryce's flat?

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