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The storms will hit Western Europe.

We just don't know exactly when or where.

James said Cefin was at the farm that day.

If you don't co-operate, then we have

far less friendly ways of going about this.

They treat him very well, you know. These Bevan lot.

How generous are we talking?

What if I've been joining all the wrong dots?

Eric! Eric, there's someone in my fucking house.

Get off!

All this time, she's been buried under that landfill.

She was only small.

It might not be what you... Fuck!

We have no choice but to pursue both cases as one investigation.

Cefin was drowned somewhere other than the quarry.

Perhaps there's another waste site.

The hair found on Cefin's body, it's only a partial match for James.

Dylan Rees.

They found her.

I'm here to confess.

To confirm, you are waiving your right to legal representation?

I am.

And you understand your rights as you've been read them?

- Yes. - Then please speak freely.

Well, erm...

Cefin's death made me consider a lo-lot of things, you know, er...

Three years ago, I was informed that er,

rubbish was being dumped on my land,

near the site of the old quarry.

So I went to have a look for myself.

There was a huge amount of waste there. Industrial waste,

you know, it was being backfilled into the quarry. It was shocking.

And it was there that I found...

...among the waste, Nessa.

Can you please describe what she was like when you found her?

She was very badly burned.

Chemical burns, I imagine, you know, from the waste.

So I... I...

...lifted her out, and I put her on the grass and...

...checked for signs of life, you know, a pulse, breathing.

She was dead.

And then what did you do?

I wrapped her in a tarpaulin and, er...

I put her back in the waste, and I filled it in.

Why did you do that?

Well, er.. The farm's my life, isn't it?

It's my children's life, my grandchildren's life.

If Cefin had lived, it would've been his life.

Seven generations of my family have lived there, farmed that land.

If we'd lost it, we'd lose more than the land, you know.

We'd lose our family, we lose everything.

I meant why did you wrap her in tarpaulin?

It felt right.

Could you just explain to me what felt "right"...

about wrapping a small child in tarpaulin

before burying her in toxic waste?

Who told you about the waste?

You said you were informed about the waste on that day.

So, who informed ya?

Solomon Bevan...

was anyone else involved in the discovery of Nessa Taman?

It was just me who found her.

♪ Night after sorrow ♪

♪ Your my song ♪

♪ Strings will collide ♪

♪ We are undone ♪

♪ Darken the waters ♪

♪ Deepen regrets ♪

♪ Better to remember ♪

♪ Or better to forget? ♪

My sister's coming today.

When did you last see her?

Not since it all happened.

Lydia and Dev should come here at 2:00.

Then they're having dinner at Ira's.

Thanks, Dad. I think they'll do Puja.

Are you going?

Yes.

Is everyone going?

You naughty thing.

Did you take this? Dad.

Did Lydia say if I could come?

No, she didn't.

You're sisters, Jacqueline.

It's not my place to interfere.

Boss.

- I got Dylan's swab. - Good. How was he?

- How did he seem? - Calm. Confused.

Nothing untoward.

Mrs Hill. Hi.

These are the exact ones I got Cefin, same size,

- same colour. - OK. Thank you.

Yeah, well, that's very helpful. Th... One sec.

I'll be right back, OK? When are allowed back on the farm?

We have work to do. We've had eggs thrown at the car.

Well, I'm sorry to hear about that. We're being blamed for Nessa.

Where's Dad? Is he inside?

- We wanna see him. - Well, you can't.

We're holding him for further questioning, OK?

Did you know Nessa was buried at the quarry?

Jackie.

Did you know she was there all these years?

Did you?

Up on your fucking land. Did you know? Did you know that?

Will you come and get in the car for me please, Jackie?

Get in the car.

Is he in fucking custody?

Can you please just get in the car for me now?

- Is he? - Now. Please. Jackie.

I'll talk with you all later.

Lydia Taman, I'm arresting you under suspicion

of the murder of Nessa Taman. You don't have to say anything,

but what you do say may be taken in evidence...

- Bull, what are you doing? - Jackie...

What the hell are you doing?

- Jackie... - You are not arresting my sister!

Jackie...

Why am I being arrested? They got this wrong.

You are under direct orders to not be here right now.

- Whose orders? - Yeah, orders.

What, my orders? I am the officer in charge.

Sorry. This'll be alright. Listen, OK?

You cannot do this. You've got no evidence.

What do you mean, evidence?

You told me you had concerns about the relationship between your sister

- and her daughter, Nessa. - I told you that in fucking confidence.

Hey. That was private. That was off the record, Bull.

- There is no such thing as off the record. - Fuck you.

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. Step back!

Fuck you! That's my fucking sister! What the fuck did you say to him?

That's my fucking sister! Jackie, what did you say to him?!

Fuck you, Bull, fuck you!

Jackie, what the fuck did you say to him?! What the fuck did you...

Hi there. It's just myself and Jackie Ellis.

Alright, sir. We'll be back before the tide changes.

I'm gonna go and drop something off, OK?

Stay in the car.

Hiya.

Irene, listen, could you, er, fast track this for me?

We think the hair could be Dylan Rees'.

Got this for ya and...

- here you go. - Thank you.

Ta.

Any more news from the, er, gloves found on the farm?

They didn't match any of the fibres found under Cefin's fingernails.

- OK. Not the same rubber. - OK.

Nessa Taman.

OK.

The body was unnaturally preserved from the waste material,

mummified.

Could you tell if she'd been burned? Yeah. She was badly burned.

Severely.

Likely by toxicity in the waste.

Potentially life-threatening.

But that wasn't what killed her.

There were soil and plastic particles in her lungs.

And bruising in the tissues on the back of her neck.

She was suffocated.

Pressed down into the ground until she stopped breathing.

She was murdered.

And not in a dissimilar way to Cefin.

Cefin had bruising on the back of his neck from being held down,

and this suggests a similar handspan.

Likely she was buried soon after she was...

What's Ellis doing here? Oh, fucking hell.

- What happened? - I'm sorry, Jackie.

- What happened to her? - You know I can't talk to you about it,

but I'm really sorry. We'll talk in the car, OK?

Let's have a chat in the car. Come on.

Come on. Let's go in the car. Thanks, Irene. Thank you.

Hey, come on, you're not gonna look in that folder.

Trust me, you do not want to look in there.

Whatever you see in that folder, you can't take it back.

Then you tell me what's in it.

You're not on the case. I can't do that.

Well, I've had nightmares every night since Nessa went missing.

I need to know.

Let me look.

Why didn't we find her, Bull?

She was there this whole time.

All these years, buried under that rubbish.

She was killed.

Killed by someone we know, someone who lives here.

- We don't know that yet. - I know it.

I know it.

We have to find them, Bull.

We have to.

Are you done with the search? Can we go back?

No, no. Just got a few questions that I'd like to ask you first.

Could you please tell me about the state of your books

Because your father says that the farm's in dire straits.

No, he didn't.

Is that cos he doesn't know?

It would break his heart, wouldn't it? Look, I get it.

It wasn't a bad idea that you had.

Siphon off some land, make a tidy sum.

Time would pass, grass would grow... If you want us to talk,

you'll have to arrest us, like you did Dad.

- Your father's confessed. - No,

- he hasn't. - Your father has confessed, willingly...

...to the burial of Nessa Taman.

- You're lying. - And your boys,

they broke into Gareth Morgan's house

on Monday night, didn't ya, lads? Eh? They broke in,

they rifled through boxes, and he was harmed.

Do you hear me? Harmed. Now, it could be assault.

Having a criminal record young can affect your chances in life,

- you know that, don't ya? - Our boys didn't do anything.

What does the M stand for, Eddie?

Is it Mark?

Michael?

"E.M. Bevan" was written on the tongue

of your shoe which was found at the crime scene.

The boys wouldn't have meant harm.

Their cousin just died.

They would...

They...

Tell him. Tell him. I'm not saying anything.

Sit down. Sit...

down now.

Look, listen.

I'll talk to your boys but I'm not gonna charge 'em.

OK? If you talk to me now.

The waste alone isn't enough to land you in prison.

You'll just get a fine, that's it.

But your siblings knew about the waste, didn't they?

And now your father knows it was you who buried it, doesn't he?

My father and I think differently.

With him, land is for farming. But we need to make it pay.

I contracted out those fields,

- but I stopped the whole thing years ago. - How many years ago?

Two? Three?

Well, was it two, or was it three?

Cos I don't understand why you'd stop something like that.

Unless something went wrong.

Like a child falling into it.

I didn't know anything about that.

I wasn't dealing with it day to day.

As I said, I just provided the land, and that was it.

So who was dealing with it day to day, huh?

Was it August Antonov?

No.

- Have you buried waste elsewhere? - No.

As I said...

I stopped years ago.

How long did you have to... hold her down for?

I imagine it was a considerable amount of time...

...given the bruising on the back of her neck.

She was bruised to the bone.

There's more.

There. And there.

You didn't tell us the whole truth, did ya, Mr Bevan?

Huh?

When I found the girl, she was already dead.

But she didn't die from her burns.

I mean she was burned, like you said...

- ...but that's not how she died. - I didn't kill her.

She was suffocated.

Held down.

Face down in the dirt.

In the same manner in which your little grandson died,

face down in the water.

Can I see your hands please?

- What? - Your hands.

Can I have a look at your hands?

The handspan on both children suggests the same killer, you see?

- Did you kill both those children? - No.

- Did you kill Nessa Taman? - No.

You know I spoke to your children today, don't ya?

You do know it was Ned who'd been renting out your land for landfill?

Turning your pristine fields into a toxic fucking waste heap.

Is that who you've been protecting?

Did Ned kill Nessa Taman?

Or was it Bryn?

It had to have been one of your boys

- or a grandchild. - No, none of them were involved.

Here's the thing that I just don't understand,

I don't get it, is why you would wanna protect someone

who is capable of killing a little girl.

Look I've given you my confession.

So you stick by your confession then, do ya?

That you murdered Nessa Taman?

What?! No.

Thank you.

You're free to go.

You didn't murder Nessa Taman. You've been wasting my fucking time.

So, please leave.

NOW! GET OUT THE FUCKING ROOM!

Interview terminated at 3:04pm.

Hi.

Um...

can I come in, Nish?

Thank you.

Shit!

- I'm sorry. - Hey, hey, hey.

I'm so sorry.

Lydia, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's fine.

Oh, Lydia, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come.

If you want to be here, then stay. If you want to leave, then leave.

I want to see YOU.

Well, here I am.

I want us to be a family again.

It... It doesn't matter what I want. It doesn't matter...

- Look, whatever you think of me, I... - We're here for Nessa, not for you.

- I know! - Lyds, we need you in there.

Mum would like us to carry on.

Then... let's carry on.

- You coming, Jack? - You go ahead.

Jackie, come.

- I know you think I'm selfish... - Jackie...

but I'm not. I'm not... I'm not here for me, I promise you. I'm...

Why can't you look at me?

Why won't you look at me?

I loved her.

I loved her.

She must have been so scared... Jackie come on, outside. Come on.

- She was so little. - Come outside.

- Come on. - She was so little.

Dad, talk to her!

- Come on, Jackie, outside. - Just say... I'm not...

Hey, hey, hey.

- You drinking again, is that it? - Oh, fuck off.

Now, you think Lydia wants to hear that stuff?

You think Nisha does?

She's been your biggest supporter.

No, we are not doing this again. None of us are, Jackie,

pull yourself together.

My own family won't talk to me, Mac.

My sister can't even look at me.

They're trying to move on. They're trying to put it in the past.

Well, I can't put it in the fucking past, OK?

Cos I'm IN the fucking past.

I...

I don't wanna leave.

But it seems that one of the worse storms in decades

will hit our coast in about 48 hours.

As storm Alec approaches, it will bring extremely high-tides...

Quiet in here, innit? Where is everyone?

- Is it cos of the storm? - No.

People heard the Bevans were here, didn't they?

No one's come in all evening.

Yes! Hello? Oh, hello, Irene.

Can you hear me?

I'll call you back on the landline, Irene. Hello?

Can you hear me? Are you still there? No, no,

I can hear you. Go on. Give me the rundown. Right.

The DNA sample taken from Dylan Rees matches the hair sample

- found on Cefin Hill's clothes. - Are you certain?

Yes. I'm certain. Is that what you expected?

Hello? Can you... Hello? Irene?

Shit!

Good day?

No. Eric.

What are you doing?

Stop it.

Stop it.

You were different two years ago. It was four years ago.

And I remember that cos I don't do this sort of thing very often.

That would make sense.

Did you come here just to make fun of me?

Cos I'm getting very mixed signals here now.

Fuck this.

Stop. Stop!

When a police officer tells you to stop, you stop.

Where were you going now? Tell me!

I'm going home to get my stuff.

They're about to issue an early weather warning.

The texts'll go out tonight.

- It advises everyone to evacuate. - Evacuate? But that's no possible.

We're at a vital stage of the investigation. My God.

This storm doesn't care about you or your investigation.

Hello, cariad. What's going on?

They're, er... They're taking me away.

Well, you can't leave. Why?

They issued an alert overnight.

It's an evacuation order.

It's all nonsense. We've done it before, and we've always been fine.

The surge is going to be three metres, 80-mile-per-hour winds.

Metres? I don't do metres. Dad, why don't you get in the car?

We need to leave on this tide. We don't have long.

- Mm. - I'll see you soon.

- Yeah. - It'll be OK.

Yeah, yeah.

Listen. Try and persuade her to come, yeah?

Come on.

Lydia, um,

I'm really sorry about yesterday, I-I-Jackie, you need to stop.

Oh, I understand Dev, but-No, no. You don't understand. No, you don't.

Takes everything we have to keep going.

Everything. So we don't want anything...

to do with an investigation or whatever you're doing.

What I've been doing is for Nessa. And for you.

I didn't want you to do anything, Jackie.

All I wanted was for you to be my sister.

I had nothing to do with your arrest.

Th... That was entirely Bull.

Jackie, I know what you said to him.

That I lost my temper with Nessa.

That I regularly lost my temper with her.

But for you to say that you thought I was capable...

I was always trying to prove your innocence, Lydia.

I always was innocent, Jackie.

I didn't need you to prove that.

Do whatever you want, Jackie, OK?

Just don't lie to yourself that you're doing it for me.

- Rough night? - Up your arse.

In.

Hiya.

He's been up all night.

Nightmares.

Not sure why they're happening, are we, boy?

Well, his best friend died.

Come outside with me please.

Now.

Hair matching your DNA's been found on the body of Cefin Hill.

- What? - Yeah. So,

you said you left Sunnyside at 4:00, you went to The Ship,

but you were seen leaving the town meeting early. Where'd you go?

The old beach huts.

- And someone saw you did they? - Who?

Jackie Ellis.

Well, she didn't mention that in her statement.

- No. But that's my alibi. - Well,

then why wouldn't she mention it?

You know, right?

For a detective...

you're quite dumb.

What do you mean?

Ask her why she doesn't want anyone to know.

What? Have you two been seeing each other?

How long's that been going on for?

About a year.

Er, boss. I've got more on August.

He's been sending large amounts of cash back to Romania.

I thought the bank said there was no records of that?

Yeah, they don't, but I checked the CCTV at several wire transfer places,

and he's been making deposits in cash for more than a year.

- I wanna question him. - Yeah, OK.

Where's Dylan's original statement? How was he?

- No motive. - Well, we don't know that yet.

I mean, he could be involved in the waste,

aren't you gonna bring him in?

Does he have an alibi? Look, I'll follow up on it,

OK, but it was one hair. It could have been on his clothes for days.

Dylan Rees' nephew and Cefin Hill were best friends.

It's a solid lead, boss.

Look, just don't leave August's without something, OK?

This storm makes landfall tomorrow night. So get to it.

I've got something I need to show you.

It's a drawing Nessa did three days before she died.

It's of a man in a hazmat suit. This is not something she made up.

This is someone that she knew or met.

And I need to know who it is.

You told Detective Bull that

Nessa's body had been badly burnt, but how would you know that?

Unless you'd spoken to the person who killed her.

Solomon, who was it?

I know what it's like,

having to consider someone that you love might be capable of murder.

Yeah, well, I'm not like you, am I?

I'll never accept that anyone in my family is capable

of anything like that. But I can see it in your eyes.

The doubt.

Oh, see it in my eyes, can you?

Just because you love them, doesn't mean they're not capable.

How dare you?

You know, I... I may have made mistakes in my life,

but I have never and I will never turn on my own family.

Now get out, will you? Get out, go on, get out!

Before I do something I'm sorry for.

Detective Deng.

I wanna ask you about the money you're sending home.

Money?

From the post office on the mainland.

- Mm. - And the Western Union.

I've seen you on their CCTV.

You go there to send cash home, don't you?

No understand.

You know, my mum's from China

and always pretends she can't understand people.

She proud of you?

I'm here to discuss the money.

If you don't talk to me,

I can arrest you, and we can do it down at the station.

I just try to get to know you.

You want to know me. I want to know you.

My guess is it's either hush money or it's blackmail.

Am I right?

OK, fine.

My mother...

...she doesn't like the police.

She thinks I shouldn't have joined.

I try to explain what I do but...

no... I don't think she's proud of me.

How do you explain it?

I tell her my job is to find out the truth so I can protect people.

People like you...

who might be being blackmailed.

I think you're good person.

Moral person.

I think your mother should be very proud.

What about your mother?

I think it's eating you up inside, isn't it?

Whatever it is you've got yourself involved in...

...talk to me. "Talk."

I can talk.

Talking is easy. Doing is hard.

If I tell you the truth...

you have to do.

I have to act. Yes!

There is more waste coming into Morfa.

I tried to find out where, but...

There's a truck coming in at low tide. Every Thursday.

- A truck? - Yes.

What kind of truck? Who drives this truck?

I can't say.

Wait by the causeway today.

You will see.

Did August say who was driving the truck? Was it Sunny Wray?

Because I saw him on the night Cefin died.

- I couldn't get anything more out of him. - OK.

I-I think he's scared of someone.

Ah, well, we'll find out soon enough when this truck comes.

Can we talk about Ellis?

I know you took her with you when you went to get the forensic report.

Ellis can be a help.

OK?

And she didn't see the file.

I'm not gonna report you.

I can see it's complicated, that's all I'm saying.

I saw her earlier leaving the farm.

- When? - Just before I spoke to August.

Stay there. Wait for the truck.

Jackie?

For God's sake, Jackie, let me in. I know you're in there.

Shit! Argh.

What's all this stuff?

Fucking hell.

This is from the case.

This needs to be returned. Now.

- And you're bleeding. - Yeah.

Just got a bit of glass in my foot.

Let's have a look. Come and sit down.

- It's fine. - Come and sit down.

I'll have a look. Here you are.

It's nothing. I just...

Here you are. Here you are.

Ow.

- It's meant to be LOW water. - I know.

About an hour ago. It's not going back.

We're completely cut off.

You never stopped investigating, did ya?

Yeah, I did.

I just started again, that's all.

Hang on.

Thanks.

Deng.

Causeway's cut off.

No one's going in or out.

It's the storm surge.

- It's here. - Shit.

I'm gonna see if August is home.

OK. We have to find him.

I'm gonna head to The Ship.

I'll see if I can find him there. Alright?

Bull?

Can I come with you?

It's Dylan, innit? Dylan Rees.

He's the father.

He told me.

- What? - Well, I mean,

he told me that you were sleeping with each other.

And I, er, you know, joined the dots.

I saw Deng arriving at his house.

Oh, that was nothing, no, that was just to, um...

- ...corroborate something. - Was it?

Not everyone's a suspect, Jackie.

Remember when I told you...

when I told you about Lydia losing her temper with Ness?

Oh, I wanted you to tell me that I was mad.

There was nothing to it, that, of course,

she had nothing to do with it. Well if that's what you wanted, then

you should have told a friend, not a police officer.

I thought you were my friend.

Well, I lost you, didn't I?

Bull.

It wasn't fair that I was so angry with you.

In all that mess, it was me that doubted her.

- I'm trying to apologise. - I know, yeah.

And what... What would you like me to say?

That you were wrong too.

When I was young, I, er...

...I lost the only other friend I've had too, you know?

He, erm...

He died. He was only, er...

We were only kids.

- You never told me that. - Yeah. Yeah, well,

I've got things wrong then too.

If it's going to get us, this storm,

we're all going down with the ship.

- What'll you have? - Nothing for me, no.

- Has August been in? - He's usually in around now.

Come quickly! Quickly!

He's over there!

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